Instinct of the Wild

poluted

sometimes I laugh at how cliché werewolf stories have gotten. 

I intend to relieve you of such repetitive story telling.

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A chorus of nervous whispers echoed around the room, growing as the man waited for Alpha's input. My head snapped back around to Naveed, curious for an explanation as to who "he" was. I was surprised to see Naveed's anxious eyes as he ushered his children off his lap and into Meridith's open arms. He whispered something in her ear and she nodded, leaving the room in a rush with two protestant kids in hand.

Naveed's eyes met mine before he sighed and walked around the cresent table and descended the steps towards me. 

"You need to leave." he deadpanned, his hands gripping my upper arms as he tried to guide me out of the hall.

"W-wait!" I shouted, bewildered. I had just got here and now they were kicking me out, talk about curtesy and mannors!  "You can't just up and kick me out now of all times!"

He sighed in frustration and began pushing me out with greater force, "This is for your own good, get out of hear before you reg--" The hall doors suddenly slammed open, cutting off whatever Naveed had been trying to tell me.

In walked a man, confident and exuting a type of dominance I had never before felt. I instantly felt like collapsing to my knees and rolling on my back to show complete submission to this man. My eyes were locked on him as they studied his appearance like clockwork. 

He wore a white jacket over a navy t-shirt and black pants, the muscles of his wide shoulders stretching the material whenever he walked. His hair was blonde and slicked back, a few strands perking up with the humidity of the afternoon. Big brows stooped broodingly over blue eyes as they searched around the hall. He ran a large hand over his cleffed chin and up the side of his face, wiping the sweat that dampaned his skin. A man flanked his side, bald and intimidating with two scars cut over his left eye and running down his cheek to hook at his mouth. 

It seemed the blonde man finally set his sights on the man he wanted because he immediately strode towards Naveed and I.

"Shit," I heard Naveed whisper behind me, his grip intensifying on my upper arms.

"Nice to see a warm welcome coming from you, cousin." The blonde man smirked. I narrowed my eyes at his disrespect to Alpha. Clearly my frigid expression caught his eye because he did a double take looking at me and then grinned like the cheshire cat. "What a beautiful bitch you've got there... and god, her smell is intense... fuck. I could smell it all the way down the road." He closed his eyes and took a big whiff. 

Naveed growled and pushed me behind him, and knowing me I'd make a complete fool out of myself and land on the floor. The impact didn't really hurt, but the humiliation that came along with it had heat burning at my cheeks like sticking my head over an open flame. 

The blonde casually put his hands up as he took a step forward, "I get it-- no touching any of your pretty females; you made that pretty clear to Alpha over the phone. And he was sure to get it through my skull before we came here, I assure you."

I slowly picked myself off of the ground and dusted myself off, giving both dominant males in the room a scathing glare. I didn't know exactly whether to exit or stay, so I made myself comfortable by leaning up against a statue carved into the marble and watching the scene unfold. I was sure with this much testosterone clogging up the room something interesting was bound to happen between them. It was only a matter of time.

"You know I told you that I'd meet you outside of the territory and escort you through with my council." Naveed snarled, taking a step forward. It was then that I noticed the rest of the wolves around the cresent table had dispersed and were no longer in the viscinity. How loyal, I thought, rolling my eyes as I listened back in on Naveed. "The question is, why didn't you listen?"