A Different Type

12. Through And Through

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Chapter 12: Through and Through

Jenson's POV

I saw the smoke before I saw the house. As I ran through the woods all I could think about was keeping him safe, making sure Marcel was okay was my number one priority. As I cleared the woods to his drive through I ran faster than I ever ran in my entire life. I got to the front and there wasn't a flame in sight. The house was burned down and all I could smell was burned wood which was normally really relaxing, but this time it carries a dreadful feeling.

I saw Marcel standing with his Mom and sister, with no emotion on his face except a single tear falling off his beautiful face. I went straight to my beta and asked him if he caught any other sent than the guy in our cellars and the burnt wood, or if they found the reason for the fire starting in the first place. He shook his head no and gave me a look saying that I need to do something, and quickly.

I walked over to Marcel and gave them all a hug and apologized for the traumatic experience they all faced tonight. His mom thanked me and his sister just followed her when she walked to the paramedics to answer more questions as they were there when the fire started. I turned around and sat on the back of the truck they were sitting on and wrapped my arms around Marcel. "Why would someone do this?"

A moment of silence and I just realized what he said =, and that he knew someone set the fire "Do you think someone set this fire on purpose? Why though?" he lifted his head and looked me, straight in my eyes and the look in his sorrow filled embers made my blood boil. The pain, the hatred. And then the next words that he uttered made me feel so...so angry. "It's because of me, and what I am. I need to show you something but I need you to keep an open mind and not change your opinion of me."

I shook my head "Never." He wiped his face and took my hand and led me to the woods where no one can see us, then he stripped off all his clothing and the way his body curves, his ass and those legs. Goddess help me that body. I was admiring every inch of him. He turned around and I had to restrain myself from letting my eyes wander down below. He cleared his throat and started shifting. His wolf is pure white from what I can see in this poorly lit woods. He came to me and rubbed his nose against my hand, I ran my fingers through his soft fur and he nuzzled my leg before walking back to his spot and shifting again, but not in human form, instead of his glorious body, there in front of me stood a small fox, black in color and if it wasn't for my excellent vision, he wouldn't be visible.

I looked at him in awe and ran my finger through his foxes fur which was just as soft. He then took another step back and shifted and got dressed, but he held up his hand and made me stay in my spot. This confused me a bit because the first night I saw him he used magic to create that force field around the very same house that just got burned down.

He looked at me then but instead of his ember filled eyes, it was pure white. It was as if all the color in his irises were cleaned out. He lifted his arms in an almost swan like manner and every single rock, branch and small item around us lifted and floated in midair. A laugh escaped me and I looked at him as the color to his eyes slowly formed again and the formations around us slowly lowered back down to the ground. He rubbed his arm and looked down at the ground almost ashamed. I walked forward and looked at him, took my hand and raised his face up to meet my eyes. I looked at his face, the closest I have ever been to him before and kissed those soft lips. He hesitated for a second and then without thinking about it he kissed me back. We parted and I lifted him up bridal style and carried him to the truck and placed him in the passenger side. He was so exhausted and needed rest, but so did his family.

I closed the door as quietly as I could and made my way to the people that stayed behind including his mom and sister. "Ma'am, you and your family are more than welcome to stay with me as long as you want. Tomorrow we can go to the mall and replace any valuables lost in tonight's.....events" she looked at me all shocked and concerned. "No your majesty, we can let you open your home to us, we can stay in the hotel just in town." I raised my hand and rested it on her shoulder and assured her it's what I am most comfortable with. She agreed after I made her feel a bit guilty about not taking my offer.

After all the statements were taken and everyone was cleared we went to my house and I situated his sister first and offered his mom a cup of tea. We sat in the kitchen and talked for a while before she went and got herself situated

I walked to my room where I put Marcel in bed and just stood at the window having thought after thought come to me. What am I supposed to do with this imbecile that's busy coughing and dirtying my basement floors with his rogue blood.

I made my way to the basement and my guards opened the cell door and I stayed in the shadows trying to see if this rogue will do anything while I'm down here "I can smell him on you, I thought you would've killed that useless waste of potential." I bared my canines and the lowest growl bubbled up in my throat and I made one move to claw this asshole's face clean off. He took a deep breath and composed himself

"Torture me all you want, I won't talk unless it's that.." he cleared his throat and adjusted himself "Unless its Marcel I'm talking to." I smiled and moved forward out of the shadows "You must think I'm stupid huh? I can read your antics through and through. Unless you want to walk out of this cell with your live still intact, I'd suggest to start speaking the fuck up!"

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