In His Arms. (BoyxBoy)

Hey everyone, Here is the first chapter of my story I hope you like it :)

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Demitri's P.O.V (Dem):

"97 bottles of beer on the wall, 97 bottles of beer. You take one down and pass it around. There's 98.. No 9-95? No . . . 96. Yah, that’s it... Youuuuuu take one down and pass it around. There's 96 bottles of beer on the wall..."

I stand back and watch as those drunken idiots dance around, singing lunatic camp songs, and burning marshmallows over the fire. "Hey, Jo! Stop tormenting those poor marshmallows!" I say as yet another poor marshmallow perishes. Jo smiles at me and salutes.

"Aye Aye, captain." He says winking and putting another marshmallow on his stick. I smile. As alpha I had to bring this trip out here to the forest. I look up to the night sky and smile hoping that I would soon be one of those guys out there, drinking and having no other care in the world.

I look back to the guys laughing and jumping on each other's backs, obviously drunk out of their minds. I stand in the doorway and sigh shaking my head slowly. This is our bachelor party for this month’s "engaged". I think to myself, watching all these grown men around my age of 20-25, they have all their mates, the ones they are meant to be with. I shake my head again and let go of the cloth that covers the entry, heading back to lie on my sleeping bag. I put my hands behind my head and just think.

I can't wait to find my mate. My inner wolf growls excitedly as I just picture being able to hold on to the girl of my dreams; to be able to share my life with her. I would say to have pups with her but I never wanted children; I don't think I ever will unfortunately. I just picture being able to buy her everything she ever wanted, to give her everything she needs. I smile to myself as I drift into the world of sleep.

Mine... all mine.

Zakiah's P.O.V (zak):

I run as fast as my legs can carry me bounding over fallen trees and around bushes. I keep running with all fours, moving along the ground at a rapid pace. My breathing is ragged but I know there is no way I can afford to rest. I hear snarling behind me and I know they are gaining. Me being a rogue out here doesn't help against territorial packs. I was abandoned as a pup and was raised by a kind old woman until she died. It has been 3 months since and I have had nowhere to go since I am 19 and am considered a man now. I sprint between two tight trees as I hear them coming closer. All I can hope for is that this will all be over soon.

Demitri's P.O.V (Dem):

He sprints with them at his heels as I watch. His black fur glints in the light as he run's for his life. I'm watching but I'm not actually there and just as one second I’m beside him the next I’m out front, my chest feeling constricted as I see the pain written in his face and in those stunning silver eyes. My breath catches as I realize what I just said and it feels like a slap in the face.  Did i just refer to his beautiful eyes as stunning? Arghh, not again.

I shake my head and look behind him at what was obviously Jeremia’s pack warriors I furrow my eyebrows and realise where we are in the forest, right on the border between my pack and Jeramia's territory I smile realizing that once he crosses the border Jeramia's pack can't hurt him. But just as I think this and he is one paw over the line one of the guys, Hammond I think pounces on the mysterious wolf....

"NO!" I scream waking up in an instant throwing my clothes off and morphing into my wolf. I sprint towards the place, my heart racing and feel it pang as I picture the hope fade from the mystery wolf’s eyes as it was caught. A snarl of pain and anger rips from my chest and I'm not in the right mind to question it, All I know is that I must get to him. He was over the boundary, therefore he is my responsibility. I come closer when the thought that it was all just a dream pops into my head and yet somehow I just know that it's not.

I take the last bound over the fallen tree bracing myself as I throw Hammond off the hopefully uninjured male wolf. I stand in front and snarl. "He was over the line Hammond." Hammond snarls back but submits unwillingly as I am an alpha. "You can have him; he's nothing anyways." He snarls and roars off into the other direction with his warriors close behind him. My breath comes back to me and I take a deep breath in and shiver as the most exquisite scent enters my senses.

I turn to face him.