Wolf Moon
Ahmose Inarus
Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds, nor do I make any profit off of writing this.
SLASH WARNING!!! Hotch / Reid
Written for the Chit Chat on Author’s Corner Halloween Horrors Challenge. The moderators supplied a number of titles of the novels of the Master of Horror himself, Stephen King. We were to pick any title and write a fic using that as the prompt. I chose, “Cycle of the Werewolf”
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Chapter 8
A wheaten wolf lounged in a clearing, soaking up the sun. His chin was rested on his paws, and his eyes were half closed. They opened all the way to watch a bee buzzing along overhead. Then, his ears flicked and he raised his head. His entire body was tense and alert. If one looked closely, the wolf appeared to smirk. And then, the wolf spoke softly, under his breath.
“And three… two… one…” And in the blink of an eye he had thrown himself to the side and rolled, just as a scruffy brown wolf exploded from the bushes behind him.
“AAAAH!” Cried the brown wolf, crashing the ground right where the wheat colored wolf had been only a moment ago. “No! I HAD you!” He wailed in protest, and the wheat wolf got to his feet as a large black wolf emerged into the clearing, a big lupine grin on his face and tongue hanging out of his mouth.
“That was much better, Spencer.” The black wolf said, and the little brown wolf looked back at him, disgruntled.
“You’ve improved a lot already.” The wheat wolf said. “That was record timing on tracking me, very impressive since today is the first time you’ve ever really tracked something before.”
“But you STILL heard me.” The brown wolf pouted.
“Well… not really… I never heard you approach…”
“What gave me away?!”
“… I heard your stomach gurgle.” The wheaten wolf announced, and after a moment, he and the black wolf both broke into laughter. The brown wolf drooped in embarrassment.
“We’re neglecting the pup, Aaron. It’s well past lunch time.” The wheaten wolf said to the larger black male.
“Well, we can’t have that. Come on Reid. Let’s get you fed.”
Reid perked up at the black wolf’s words, but then froze when the wheaten wolf cheered “Alright! Let’s hunt!”
“… Hunt?!” Reid gasped, looking petrified. He looked at the black wolf. “Hotch… hunt?”
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Wolf Moon
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