Lycan Love

Chpater 15

It had been two weeks since Ethan and Karl physically reunited with one another and began the healing process on both of their marks. Ethan was extremely hopeful that this would mean everything could go back to normal now, but Karl stuck to his words from earlier and how it would take a long time to forgive him. They no longer slept in the same bed. And even when they did, it was for sex and Karl would have Ethan's wrist tied to the bed post to ensure he wouldn't be able to escape in the night.

Not only was their relationship not progressing, they were going backwards. All the way back to the very beginning where Karl had turned Ethan for the first time and was breaking him in for his new life of being a Lycan. The blonde was sitting on the comfortable couch with Oliver in his lap. The young pup was curiously playing with a leather collar which had been fastened around Ethan's neck. He liked the shiny silver medallion on it with Karl's house crest engraved. Ethan couldn't say he didn't like the article, but he didn't like the reason for why he was wearing it.

The blonde's body flinched slightly once he heard the heavy door shut and work boots transport along the freshly mopped wooden floors. Karl knew Ethan had just cleaned, which is why he got his boots especially dirty before he came walking in. "Papa!" Oliver smiled widely and stood up on his mother's knees before he was scooped up and kissed by Karl. "Hey there, little man. Whatcha been doin' all day?" The Metal Lord asked with that sickeningly sweet smile that made Ethan try to make his body look small as he curled in on the couch.

"Me and mama were just watching tv." The young boy smiled while hugging around his father's neck. "You were, hm?" The alpha of all Lycans asked as he burned two holes into the back of Ethan's head from staring at him so much. "Did you have any dinner yet?" The man finally asked his son and he turned away from the ashamed omega. "No cuz I wanted to wait for you." He stuck his tongue out cutely with a quickly wagging tail. "Awww. Well, isn't that sweet? But I'm afraid you'll have to eat without me. I have to work pretty late tonight."

The man informed and watched the pup whine and shake his head, "Whyyyy? You always work late." He sniffled before he was handed back to Ethan. "I expect the meal in 20 minutes, Winters." The man stated before coldly leaving the room. The blonde was left sitting there with an upset Oliver who was eventually comforted when he found out that his Auntie Donna had come to collect him for their weekly sleepover. Ethan gave her a desperate hug and begged if she could take him with her.

"I can't stand the tension, I feel like I'm going insane in the dark again..." he whispered with fear into her thick shawl which smelled of motherly perfume and she cupped his face with dead cold hands. "I'm sorry, Ethan. But it's against Heisenberg's orders." She whispered before handing him a small vile of herbs and she took her leave with the kids soon after. Ethan made a small dinner of spaghetti and bolognese as quick as he could with his shaking hands and legs.

He knocked lightly on Karl's workshop door before opening it and he peered his head inside. "K-Karl?" He cleared his throat after an embarrassing voice crack but the alpha in his chair didn't seem to take much notice of Ethan's existence. "Here's your dinner." The omega said, his shoulders creeped up a little bit and his scent was all funny from being stressed and nervous around a difficult Karl.

Ethan turned his body swiftly to walk away and leave, another night of watching TV alone wouldn't be so bad as long as he took his sleeping pills or maybe had a beer from the fridge. But those plans rushed out of his head as soon as he felt a strong and rough hand grip his wrist. "Sit." Karl ordered without looking up from his blueprints. Ethan was blushing and looking around with slight fright for a chair to drag over noisily. He then chuckled nervously. "Funny thing, Karl-"

"On the floor, Winters." Karl rolled his eyes before forcing Ethan down to sit on the ground beneath Karl's desk. "I need to keep a close eye on you and make sure you don't run away again, understand?" He rose an eyebrow as a guilty looking Ethan sighed and nodded in a sheepish manner. "Yeah, I guess that's fair..." he lay his fluffy ears down and began to fidget with the proshethtic knuckles, a habit he's harboured for the years he's lived with Karl in the factory. Karl continued to work above head on his desk.