☽ Howl ☾ [ SOLBY AU ] ✔

☽ 10 ☾

The music was swimming in the air and each note caressed Colby's skin as he sat in the corner of the large booth nursing his vodka. Sam was beside him, once again, with a glass of beer which was practically gone and the blonde was slowly leaning into the other man as the night progressed and the beer glass got lower. The rest of the Trap House were out on the dance floor with their significant others or random strangers they met, as was the case with Aaron.

Normally, Colby would go out and dance. Move to the music and feel it in his veins. He would dance with Sam or with a girl. Yet, Colby just wasn't feeling it tonight to join the others and was simply content in staying where he was. Sam wasn't moving either.

His gaze ran across the people on the dance floor and, with his werewolf heightened sight, he was able to see pretty well in the darkened club. He wanted to make sure that each of his pack members were in sight and were okay. This was a feeling that Colby was starting to realize was just more of his Alpha wolf tendencies and he was slowly getting the hang of it. It felt instinctive, but he could not control it.

Colby sighed as he counted five heads, sounding each of their names off in his head, Elton, Corey, Jake, Tara, Aaron... Elton, Corey, Jake, Tara, Aaron... Elton, Corey, Jake, Tara, Aaron. Even though Tara was not bitten, Colby considered her to be part of his pack. She was Jake's girlfriend of several years and were going so strong. It made Colby envious constantly when they were around. He wished he could have a significant other and love them as much as Jake and Tara did each other, but his fans... specifically the obsessive girls... attacked him and whomever he was dating so harshly that Colby pushed the girl he was dating away to protect her.

He wasn't sure, even now, how his fans were going to react if Colby ever told them about what actually happened at the Witches Forest, instead of what he and Sam posted on their channel. Some would support him no matter what and others would drop him instantly. Was it even worth it to tell them? Colby thought. He could live keeping this secret. But he needed more control over the raging animal inside of him, constantly tearing at the edges of his mind.

He felt like he was back in middle school and high school again, trying so hard to make it through each day without feeling the need to give up. Now, it was a constant struggle of control and Colby hated it. Like he relapsed.

Suddenly, Sam leaned against his shoulder, mouth slightly agape as he stared out at the people on the dancing floor. Jake and Tara were dancing together and there was a soft smile and glow on their faces that was not caused by liquor or the track lights above. Aaron was dancing with some girl that was there and they seemed to be having a good time. But, Corey and Elton were still a surprise to Colby. As he watched them, he could see what the pair had been talking about his bedroom. They were close together, almost grinding against each other, though it was mainly Corey who was dancing and Elton sluggishly moving with him, trying to keep up with the man bun. It made Colby want to laugh.

Colby leaned back against Sam, placing his head on top of the blonde's and sighing softly. The Alpha could feel every worry practically escape his body when he did so. It felt so much like the night that Sam had crawled into his bed and stayed there with Colby. Soft, warm, and completely at peace. All of which were foreign feelings to Colby, especially after the attack in Witches Forest. But, Sam never came back into his bed after that night. Colby wondered if Sam remembered it and/or regretted it. Colby didn't.

"I wanna dance," Sam suddenly said in a very whiney voice and pulled away from Colby, blue eyes staring the brunette down in a drunken death stare.

"You're drunk, Sam," Colby replied with a small smile.

"Nope, I'm not," Sam shook his head, "I'm just a little tipsy," and then he scooted closer to Colby, wrapping his arm around Colby's, "But, I wanna dance."