Two Parts Of One [ BxB ]

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Edited

Brian

We all got out of the car, to plan our day. "Okay, so what's the plan?" I asked, leaning against the SUV. "I'm meeting up with my friend from school." Greg said. "Friend of school?" I questioned in confusion, and as they say speak of the devil and he shall appear. 

"Greg!" Shouted a person I didn't know which was odd, I knew all of Greg's friends or so I had thought. "Jordan, man how have you been?" Asked Greg giving him a brief hug. 

I cringed at the other guy's scent. He was standing close to Greg, way too close for my liking. "Don't forget that we need to meet by the car at around four pm." I said, ignoring the presence of the other guy. Greg nodded before walking away with his friend.

"Okay, who's next?" I asked with a sigh. "Uh, Luther and I have some things we need to buy." Eric said, earning a nod from me. They sensed my change in mood, I guess. "Don't forget the meeting time." I said after them as they walked away.

"Okay, what about you?" I asked Aaron, I was a bit angry, trying my best to keep my temper in check. I was temperamental with a dangerously short temper. It was hard keeping it in check and being a younger werewolf made my anger explosive. 

He quickly shook his head as though he had the ticking of my timebomb like anger. "Let's just go." I huffed in annoyance, dragging him to multiple clothing stores. 

There really wasn't any therapy like retail therapy. There was something in buying a bunch of clothes that I will never wear because I prefer Greg's clothes that relaxed me and put me at ease. Especially if it's buying said clothes with Ian's money.

Ian was wealthy, naturally. I was not afraid to spend his wealth. Being the Alpha's son was sometimes a blessing. Emphasis on the sometimes.

Aaron was mostly following me around as I bought a bunch of clothes, we did get to know each other a bit though. He was kind of a fun guy to be around, making bits of jokes whenever he could to ease my seething anger.

He was also one of the best racks I ever had. 
As opposed to Greg who was mostly useless in holding my bags, Aaron was way better. He rarely complained about how heavy they were, protecting them as though they were the most important things on earth. Which they were.

I dragged him to the counter to pay for the last of my things. As I was paying my phone rang. I rolled my eyes as Ian's caller id flashed on the screen. I asked Aaron to look after my things while I went to answer my phone.

"Hello?" I asked with an annoyed sigh.

"Don't you dare hello me. You're literally burning my money there!"

"Please lower your voice before you cause my eardrum to burst and besides how can it be literal if there's no fire involved?"

"Are you okay? You sound angry. Is it Greg?"

"It's nothing, dad. Don't worry about it. I'm coming back home soon."

"Are you sure? You can continue your therapy retail if you feel like it."

"It's retail therapy and I'm sure. I'll be home soon."

I hung up with a sigh and went to look for Aaron along with my things. Ian spoilt me a bit too much. It was sometimes overwhelming how he was ready to burn down the earth to find who upset me. I was grateful, trust me I was but sometimes I wanted to fight my own battles. I wanted to figure things on my own.