Into The Woods [boyxboy]

Chapter One

(Note: This is part of a series, read The Full Moon first!)

Chapter One (Aidan's POV)

There's two things in this world that I absolutely despise.

First thing: Tall people. They think they're all that because they happen to be at least a foot taller than me. Yea, well. News flash. I can cut your legs off before you could even notice.

Second thing: Older brothers. I mean, who the hell do they think they are? Just because they're older? And one of them isn't even older than me! Okay, well, maybe by five minutes, but that's still no excuse to pick on me!

But fine.

Whatever.

I can deal with that. I have my own methods of getting back at people who think they can step all over me.

"Aidan, you cocky little circus midget!"

That, my lovely humans, is the sweet, delicious sound of revenge echoing through the extravagant Luna Plantation House. That voice belongs to none other than my demeaning older brother, Rylan. He was a pompous, sarcastic asshole who thought he could do whatever he wanted to me. Of course, I also took on that kind of attitude when I ripped holes in all his underwear.

Now, I leaned against the bottom part of the stairs, laughing my head off as I took a step back to take off before Rylan could find me, but I ended up smashing into Raven. I froze, staring up at him.

Raven was huge.

He had to be at least six foot five, give or take an inch. His hair was jet black and when the light hit it just right, sometimes it got a rainbow-y look to it. His eyes were creepy too. The right one was a strong, bright green color while the left was ocean blue.

He always picked on me when we were pups and it pissed me off, so I quickly recovered my shock and glared at him.

"Move it, Big Foot!" I snapped. Raven raised an eyebrow.

"You pranked Rylan again." He stated. I opened my mouth to deny it, but there were heavy foot falls on the staircase behind us and we looked up to see Rylan standing at the top of the stairs, totally stark naked and unabashed by it.

Why wouldn't he?

As much as I hated to say it -and mind you, I never said this allowed- Rylan was painfully handsome with dark, rusty brown colored hair and eyes like melted caramel. He was built with strong, lean muscles that you could at least tell he had- unlike me where you had to wait until I punched you to find out if I was even muscular at all.

"You little shit," Rylan accused me, his eyes snapping fire, "I'm going to hang you by the scruff of your neck!"

"You did it first," I snarled angrily, "If you hadn't of stolen my bike, none of that would've happened! It's called karma!"

"Karma isn't your job, pipsqueak!"

"Who are you calling a pipsqueak, woman?!"

"At least people know I have a cock! They have to strip you down to make sure!"

"Fuck you!" I started to go up the stairs, but Raven caught the back of my leather jacket and tore me back, looking up at Rylan flatly as he fumed, glaring daggers at me.

"Quit screwing around, Rylan," Raven replied, still gripping me tightly and shifting it to the back of my neck as I almost slipped out of my jacket, "We have to be ready for the council meeting later. The new pack is arriving this afternoon."