Wolf Boy, Levi x reader ♡ (Attack On Werewolves)

16. Erwins decision

Levi POV:

We rode out of the office after a long while of all that passed. We left Rowans carcass lying bloody and limp on the carpet, as we hadn't the guts to drag the stinking thing along with us. We would cremate his body and body and let the ashes fly away on their own later. I wanted to forget him, the things I had seen doing to his own son, how I couldn't help him as I watched his small child form sobbing on the floor as his father would brutally scar him. He hadn't mentioned Ayala or his mother to (Y/N), hadn't yet explained why his father had turned so cruel. So I just kept mouth shut. It was up to Rowan as to whether he wanted to tell her about why the wolf she had killed, his cruel bastard of a father had been such a burden to him.

Stella and Fillipos lead the way, me on his back and (Y/N) with Stella. Behind us, Rowans large wolf form bore the weight of Erwin on his back. Blood matted his stunningly white fur. I could not remember a time when I had seen my friend so majestic. Once scrawny with a dull shining white, almost grey pelt, he was now looking stronger and less like the wolf child who had suffered the hardship of losing family and his father's trust in him.

I averted my eyes to Erwin, limp on his back with drying trails of blood still running down from under him and his wounds too. A shiver of dread ran down my spine as I thought of how dead he looked there. Almost like a soldier who has died heroically but peacefully on the battlefield. I thought back to when we first met, those times he gave me something to live for, leading me back to those bittersweet memories of Isabel and Farlan. When I ran from the pack I remember passing out on my long journey because of the lack of water. That was when they found me, Isabel and Farlan, two little theives from an underground village and took me in. They were stunned when I shifted into a human before their eyes but they soon learned to trust me and I became their wolf friend and partner in crime. Sometime later I told them the real reason why I was on the run and it turned out they had wanted to join some time ago and tried to practice with stolen vertical manoeuvring gear. I got them back into it and we ran away to the outside world again and that was when I realised I had grown to care for them. That I was afraid for them both and even if they accepted us in I feared for what might happen. Even so, I let myself trust them, like Isabel had begged me to. The images flashed and replayed clearly in my mind, Isabels dead eyed head at my feet, Farlans corpse mangled and mutilated in half. In that moment I hated myself for trusting them to be ready in the world outside the walls. I had hated Erwin then, been prepared to tear him to shreds for what he made me go through, the fact he just let friends die. Now I knew it was never his fault, or anyone else's. It was my own selfish faith, my foolishness that had lead them to their deaths. They would comfort me, tell me it wasn't my doing, even I would tell myself the same. But the fact is I was lying to myself that way because I was one for losing people.

I sucked in a breath, trying to control the shifting, now always going much better, apart from the tingling and occasional pricking feeling in my skin like needles were being forced through, then bought a hand up to my neck, inspecting the thick layers of fur with my hand. My shirt probably looked strange and oversized on my body. Too much fur and bulkyness to be concealed by mere amounts of clothing. I thought of myself as disgusting in this form sometimes. It was no question that people would scream if they beheld me. But I wanted to trust Erwin one more time.

I leapt onto Rowans back as he trudged along, leaving Fillipos to catch up with Stella and give her a few affectionate nuzzles and pulled my hood a little way over my face so it was shadowed but not quite shadowed enough for him to not catch a glimpse of me. It wasn't good to startle him as soon as he awoke. I sat down by him, breathing in to calm the slight nerves. This wasn't the first time he would have seen me but it was still as I imagined hard to accept that your closest comrade was indeed a werewolf.

"Hey," I said, lightly prodding him with a clawed paw. "Erwin wake up."

Erwin POV:

I gasped in a shuddering intake of breath and blinked through the piercing shafts of light that came through. My memory was jumbled and I had difficulty taking what had happened to me in. There was a vague memory in my mind of the wolf's muscled form and the feel of driving my knuckles clean through his eye. I still felt the his blood drying on my hands and the ache of being thrown, the sting of my wounds. I wanted to sit up but my muscles groaned in protest and I seethed through my teeth in pain. "Better lie still, don't try getting up right now." The figure sat near me, his familiar presence unavoidable now. Thank God, it was Levi. Though he seemed different. Broader. Larger.

He bought a clawed hand up to his hood and pulled it off his face. Then I remembered seeing the same wolf, leaping up to protect me. I knew those eyes. Anyone would recognise them anywhere. The corporal shrugged his broad shoulders. "It was about time you knew Erwin. Besides I believe you don't see me as a threat." I could see he was brave to do this and hoping I didn't see him as a monster. If he was really one of them, he wouldn't have tried to protect me. "No, I don't," I said. "But everyone else will Levi. You're putting yourself in grave danger you know."
"I'm not stupid enough to show anyone," he said quickly shifting back to his normal self. I wondered how it felt to change like that. "You nearly got yourself killed," he growled crossing his arms. "What the hell were you thinking, taking on something like that unarmed."
"It wasn't a big deal, at least they're not Titans,'' I sighed. "I'm guessing they were here for you."
"It's a long story."
"I can tell," I grinned. One for another time. Levi edged closer to me. "Don't look now Erwin but you are riding a white male wolf. He's Rowan, one of my old friends and...well, don't take this the wrong way but he wants to join the survey corps." The so called Rowan grunted underneath us. A massive white beauty his wolf form was. "He won't hurt anyone. He just wants to stay with me. And his mate. I'll look after them both and they can be part of my squad if they prove themeselves worthy, which I assure you they will." Two werewolves joining. This wouldn't be easy for me to convince every one they were friendly. He looked at me desperately. "What should i do then?"
"I don't know," I admitted. "One way or another they're just going to have to prove their loyalty to us. I am the commander after all and if I say they can stay and be welcomed, that order is to be followed, no objections." I could see he was grateful for what I was doing and I hoped it was the right thing. "I in the meantime will do my best for you and your werewolf comrades and make sure we have them prepared for the 57th expedition outside the wall. They'll need training and I will entrust that to you. I'll try, though I don't know whether it will work out. We'll make it happen somehow. So, do we have a deal then?" He shook my hand lightly and a smile crossed his face. "Thankyou Erwin. I couldn't thank you enough for this." If they did join successfully, this could just be Isabel and Farlan all over again. I'd rather not mention it to Levi but I was worried for him. I didn't want him to lose anyone else. Would be able to protect them all forever, even the one he loved?