Killing Is Fun!

Respect

2 days later, it was Friday the 4th. We all desided to go on a camping trip together. I looked over at Rye and he had a smile on his face, while looking at his stomach. I wonder what he was thinking about. I smiled at him then looked back outside as thoughts surrounded my head.

Rye laided down on the bed and fell asleep. He looked so peaceful and cute as I got up and grabbed a blanket from the end off his bed and a pillow. I coved him up in the blanket, I also lifted his head up and put a pillow under his head for support, while kissing him on the cheek and sat back on the sofa watching TV as It was midnight.

After 2 hours it was 2am Rye got up off the sofa and walked over to the kitchen, swinging the refrigerator door. He found last nights dinner as he was eating the food his brother came into the room "why are you up so early?"

Rye said "me and Brook got hungry" it sounded like that but his mouth was full with food. His brother shrugs and goes back to his room. After Rye was done with emptying the fridge, he felt full but still hungry. It wasn't the feeling of I need more food. He couldn't think and it was driving me crazy. I felt weird that night, like something inside of me. After tossing and turning for 3 hours Rye managed to drift off to sleep.

I was already awake, the sun barely peeked into Rye's room. Rye just wanted to eat, he acted hungry all the time. He was trying to bite me, but he only bits me, to mark me so other wolves cant have me. I'm the alphas boyfriend which felt special because I get more respect.