The One I Want (BoyXboy)

Why does he hate me?

" Fall in!!" cried the guard on the exit of the hall. All the younglings ran outside the hall towards dining ground where all the high and mighty leaders were settled around the big fire. Murmuring about the situation of the pack and the security of people and what not.

" Come on!! Hurry up you good for nothing runts.." cried another guard shoving one of the running guys.

When wolves are born, they are trained till their tenth year and ones who pass gets to be the important parts of the pack and those who don't.

Well they become one of us, the younglings. Not fit to be in with any of those elders or any other wolves until we show them we have got some talent to serve the pack and those who can't they are subjected to omegas. I hope I don't end up there.

My name is Nyle. With Y instead of I. Yup! Kind of weird that my parents chose this. Talking of parents, I look for them as I run towards the crowd. They don't meet my eye. It's not hard to guess they don't like me. I mean their son ended up being a youngling. Embarrassing to the wolves.... then why make such rules? We get hurt.. we don't want to be omegas. Of course we love our pack. And if its not protecting we can be worth something right?

Thats my thoughts.. not that any of these wolves running would understand. They are okay with everything going on here... they can't see that we are just someone who they are trying to turn into servants. It's frustrating!!

" Nyle you are dreaming again.." whispered my friend, only friend Faro. I rolled my eyes at him.

" It's the only thing I am allowed in this pack. Don't take it away, you idiot." I grumbled.

" Shut up.." He snarled back.

" You shut up!" I snapped.

We would be continuing this but we reached our place.

" Okay, runts there is a lot of work to do here. Half will be washing dishes and half will be collecting the used dishes at the dining ground. Clear?!!" shouted the warden wolf.

We shouted Clear! And were divided into two groups. I ended up in the collecting the dishes group which was way embarrassing than ever. Humiliating and hard. And on top of that I have to see HIS face and collect dishes hearing the sneers from him. I sighed and ran down the ground alone. Faro was in the washing the dishes group. Lucky him..

I lowered my head and walked towards the empty plates on the tables. I quietly collected them in my hand and looked for anymore of empty cups thrown by our 'oh-so' protectors of pack. I sighed as I bend down to pick up the cups.

" That's right mongrel. That's your place. Bent down in front of us." Said Hank who laughed with his friends. Stupid jocks..

I did not say a word. Don't get me wrong... i had a strong urge to snap at him but I controlled myself. I did not want to get hurt. They kicked off the plates from my hand and some them crashed into pieces. I glared at him in disgust but he was still sneering at me.