Got Your Tail (boyxboy) ✓

Chapter Fifteen

When Castus fell back to push the breakfast trolley towards me I admired his figure from the edge of the bed. He had certainly grown a shit ton since I'd last seen him. Somehow it was easy to overlook, as though I still saw him as the tall shit that threw my school jumper in the organic trash because he thought it was some hilarious joke.

Castus was even taller now, stronger, his muscles bulged through every article of clothing. Not those gym muscles you see around the place, real strong rippling muscles, ones that came through the sheer repetition of work and exercise. His shoulders were much broader since I'd last seen him, they had a little protective hunch in them and rounded at the edges. He had changed a lot. Puberty had apparently taken place twice for the man.

I wanted to see what his wolf looked like now. I'd only seen it once before, I'd never been allowed on the hunting trips the rest of the pack had gone on. Way back, I remember, how they used to try to find excuses to make me stay with the girls instead.

They told me I'd done something wrong and I wasn't allowed, or that the girls needed help with something or rather. I pretended to be understanding, I went with the girls, but I always knew that they just didn't want me around the men, believing that the longer I would be around them the more chance I would end up mated to one of them, and Goddess forgive such impropriety as that!

I laughed at it now but the memory did still contain a somewhat bitter edge. Maybe I felt a little messed in the head because of it. Like they had fucked up my mind. Made me feel worthless and unwanted, left me in such a state. I still held a lot of resentment in their regard.

That brought my mind on a more intriguing matter. Where exactly were my family gone? My old pack mates, the teachers, the parents. I'd not seen one single face I could recognize. All of the ones I had seen were well built, handsome and rough looking young men from various different cultures with somewhat rugged features but none associated well with the stereotypical image of a city pack wolf.

I watched in silence as Castus lay a tray in front of me and signaled towards the breakfast trolley for me to decide what I wanted to eat.

"Can't I just get some cereal." I said, I was back to being cold, I couldn't give him the wrong idea. In the end Castus was still Castus no matter how much he had changed physically.

I could see the annoyance in his eyes and something inside me grinned a little. "Why the fuck would you want just cereal."

I shrugged a small uncaring shrug. "I'm just not comfortable having anything other than cereal for breakfast."

His glare centered on me. "Well then you'll be glad to know, it's not breakfast, it's dinner." He smirked a little at the end then forced back the glare.

My eyes widened and I just found myself staring at him, waiting for him to tell me it was a joke. Then my eyes turned back to the window, there were curtains in the way but I was well aware that there was absolutely no light coming through. It must be dark outside. What the fuck.

I knew he was finding it immensely funny and trying his best to keep his annoyance evident in his expression but the occasion twitch at his lips gave him away.

"Right." I murmured. Not sure what else I could say.

He didn't say any more either and simply gestured towards the tray.

I wanted to make him angry or something, overturn the tray, run out of the room nude. But in the end whatever had happened in the two years while I was away had changed him enough to be weirdly comfortable with the idea of paddling me, which was not a nice end to a short lived rebellion. It wasn't. Stop with the eyebrows you asshole! Listen to me I don't want to get paddled by him or anyone else and you'd better believe it. Ass.