☽ Howl ☾ [ SOLBY AU ] ✔

☽ 4 ☾

"I literally cannot handle this right now!" Corey was screaming and pacing around the living room. It was driving Colby crazy, but he kept his anger down, knowing what would happen if his eyes went red; he needed to get better control over the wolf inside of him, as the Internet article had informed him and answered his question from earlier that day, "I literally cannot!" Corey was practically crying, "I didn't ask for this, Sam! I didn't ask to be this... this... this thing!"

"Neither did us, Corey!" Sam snapped, but it was not forceful as it once had, and both men knew why after reading the website on Sam's computer, "So, don't think for one second that we even wanted this! But we have no choice in this matter! And the first step is for all of us to accept the small fact that we are werewolves!"

Corey gave a cry of anguish and leaned against the stone fireplace, staring into the flames ignited there. Colby watched the tension roll across the other man's back like he was weightlifting and then his gaze fell on Elton, who was also watching Corey but with more fascination than Colby was. There was something in Elton's eyes as he stared at Corey and Colby couldn't figure it out. Yet, it fascinated him. The brunette had a few theories run through his mind, but he didn't want to put a label to it quite yet.

"And-and-and what do you say to all of this, Colby?" Aaron asked, turning his gaze to the other male.

Colby turned to the man sitting on the sofa next to his and Sam's and nodded, "I believe in what Sam and I found to be as close to truth as we have at the moment."

"What proof do you have?" Aaron returned with another question.

Colby looked back at Sam, "Can I use you as an example, Sam?"

The blonde paused for a moment before nodding, clearly not complete comfortable with what Colby was going to do but knowing that it was the only way for them to show the others what they had found was proving to be right. Colby sighed and shut his eyes, focusing on the rising anger and emotions he was constantly feeling that he was now associating with his inner wolf. Latching onto it, Colby opened his eyes, staring right into Sam's blue eyes. Elton gasped at the sight of the crimson eyes.

"Sam, I want you to stand up from the sofa," Colby called out in a clear, calm, and extremely dominant voice like liquid velvet to ears. The blonde stood up from his seat on the sofa without an resistance, "Now, walk over to the fireplace," Colby commanded and Sam followed like he was some A.I. robot, "And return back to me."

Sam turned around, blue eyes latching onto Colby's, but Sam didn't follow Colby's last command. Colby, thinking he was simply losing his latch onto his wolf, closed his eyes and refocused himself on the feeling in his chest and in his mind; once more, he opened his crimson eyes, and commanded Sam, "Come sit beside me, Sam."

He didn't move, but Colby swore he saw a golden shine appear in Sam's eyes after his command. It highly confused Colby as to what it meant. They hadn't read anything about other werewolves in the "pack" not listening to the leader.

Colby growled low in his chest, growing more impatient with Sam, though those feelings were not of Colby's own but of the wolf in his bloodstream now, "Come now, Sam!"

"Woah!" Elton jumped up between the two, "Colby! I think that's enough!"

That seemed to snap Colby out of his trance and he let go of the wolf inside him. The crimson color faded from his eyes as the trance seem to wear off of Sam, who stood slightly confused in the middle of the floor. Colby would need to be careful about how much he latched onto his wolf.

"What did that all mean, Colby?" Aaron asked again, looking highly confused and looking back and forth between Colby and Sam, who now returned back to his seat beside Colby.

"It proves exactly what Sam was talking about before," Colby leaned against the sofa's arms, "We became a werewolf pack when we were all attacked that night and our eye colors represent exactly what the social hierarchy is of the pack. Gold eyes are Omegas," he nodded to each person in the room that had gold eyes, "Sam, Corey, and Aaron. You three are at the bottom of the social hierarchy, but it doesn't make you less important. In wolf packs, Omegas are the weak link," there was another moan of agony from Corey, but Colby continued speaking, "But, for werewolves, they are the heart of the pack and care for all the pack members."

"I'm not going to be a fucking mommy to all of y'all!" Corey snapped, turning around quickly from the fireplace to stare at Colby.

Elton snickered, "Well, you kinda were before, Auntie Corey."

Corey glared at Elton, "Not the point, Uncle Elton," he turned to look at Colby, "I'm not the caring type of person like that! I don't know medicine-."

"Woah! No," Colby interrupted, "That's not what I mean by care. Yes, it can include that type of... domestic stuff, but it can literally mean anything. On the most basic front, Omegas are simply just pack members that strengthen the pack," Corey seemed to accept that answer, but Colby could tell he would be the hardest to accept their new status.

"What about blue eyes?" Jake asked from his position curled up on the couch beside Aaron.

Colby looked at him, "Blue eyes are Betas. They are the second in command to the leader and help the leader make decisions for the pack."

Elton gave a loud cheer, "Fuck yeah!"

"I'm not the best at making good decisions for group projects, ya know?" Jake smiled slightly, "Sounds like I'm gonna suck at being a Beta."

"One thing Colby left out," Sam injected in, "was the fact that the basis of our positions are built on parts of our personalities that stand out the most. So, Jake, you are good at making good decisions," and Sam smirked a little as he joked, "Well, after you've made a few stupid ass ones."

Aaron snickered, mumbling something about Mentos and a Diet Coke pool.

Jake's smile spread further across his face till it was practically a genuine and happy smile. Elton laughed and even Corey had a small smile on his face, but it faded when a realization crossed his face.

"And what about you, Colby? What do your red eyes mean?" Corey asked, crossing his arms across his chest.

Colby swallowed the lump in his throat before answering, "I'm the Alpha."