The perfect companion | Sansang

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San kicked hard at the door of the house where some of the puppies lived together. Three of them were sitting on the couch playing video games. He growled as they looked at him in surprise.

"Where are the rogues hiding?"

A brown teenager paled, "They didn't tell me."

San didn't have to mention anything else, he looked at Jihoo and Jiwoo, he showed his fangs, "What do you know about them?"

"They decided to go after the cat and that's why we stayed here" he looked nervously at two of his roommates, "They thought it would be fun to go after him."

"Shit" one of the younger men cursed, "I don't know" He looked terrified at San, "I swear, I would have told you if he had known."

San approached Jihoo, leaned over the frightened teen and growled, "Where are they meeting? They must have somewhere to meet without us seeing them."

"At the north end of the forest, but I swear that's all I know, I told them not to piss you off. I warned them what would happen to them if they didn't obey your orders, I haven't done anything to that cougar. I made it very clear that they would piss you off and I told them to leave it alone."

San looked at the three, "Go get them and bring them here, call me when you bring them."

The three nodded enthusiastically and ran towards the door. San left the house, he really wanted to hit someone, but he knew he had to calm down. He wasn't so angry because the puppies had disobeyed him or because they were hanging out with those undesirables. The puppies did those things and part of his job was to teach them to obey commands. What irritated him the most, what was driving him crazy, was Yeosang's reaction to learning about his life.

'You are attracted to anyone who breathes.'

He couldn't get those words out of his head. He growled under his breath, the sad thing, he admitted, was that he wasn't that far from the truth. He had allowed his life to become a parade of bitches, but his duty as the future alpha of the pack was to find his future mate.

The smell of Yeosang's pain and the look of betrayal he saw in her beautiful green eyes still haunted him. For him to think that he had only wanted to sleep with him out of boredom, it had been as if he had slapped him in the fucking face. He had closed himself off from him, hell, he had even tried to jump out of a second story window, just to get away from him, Damn!He had asked her about sexually transmitted diseases. He growled, straddling his motorcycle and fighting the urge to throw his head back and howl in rage, he wanted Yeosang like he had never wanted another man. He didn't make any sense and he knew it. He was a cat and he was a wolf. But none of them cared about that. He burned with the desire to touch the kitten, the most human part of him, to the point of pain.

He should have taken it when I had the chance. Now he will never let me touch him again. Unless he's really scared and jumps on me. A slow smile curved his lips. I would find a way to scare him.

"Shit!" He started his motorcycle and headed to his house, "I can't do that to him, I'm not an animal. At least, not completely," he murmured.

He parked behind the building and entered through the back door. The noise from the bar caught his attention and he entered. The place was filled with people from his pack and some visitors. He glanced at the faces, recognized forty percent of them, and then he saw Karina. She had changed out of her blood-stained white T-shirt. The men always looked at her, but few came close to her. She intimidated most werewolves. She stopped at a table to talk to some bitches, who weren't from his pack, and then walked back toward the bar. She seemed angry when their eyes met. She changed direction and headed towards him.