Birth of an Anxious Wolf

Chapter 10

I feel like this story is turning out really bad. If you have suggestions to help it improve please let me know.

Virgil was done playing house with these people it was time for him to go. The matrons were probably worried sick and he hated worrying anyone especially the women who had raised him. After his outburst at Patton he rose from the table and headed for the door. Patton tried to stop him, but didn’t get to him before he had already opened the door. Fortunately for Patton Virgil didn’t get away. Unfortunately for Virgil he practically ran into a brick wall. He looked up at said brick wall and growled. “MOVE!” He said his dominant aura still flaring, Patton averted his gaze once more and this time bared his neck in submission. Virgil didn’t see he was just glaring daggers at the brick wall that happened to be Roman. 

Roman glanced behind Virgil at Patton and frowned. He very rarely used his power as Alpha to order his pack mates around. He was the leader, but they were his friends too and he didn’t really like seeing them be so submissive if he could help it. They followed him because they wanted to not cause they had to. He only had tried to use it on Virgil before out of desperation. However, Virgil was now trying to order him around and that would not fly.

Roman looked down at Virgil and smirked. “Sorry Hot Topic, but that ain’t happening.” 

Virgil eyes flashed an even brighter purple, Roman guessed that Virgil’s wolf didn’t like being told no. A deep growl reverberated from Virgil’s throat. “MOVE DOG BOY!” 
“Okay I think it is time for you to cool off.” With that Roman wrapped his arms around Virgil and lifted him off his feet. Roman was going to carry him to his room but Virgil struggled against his arms and unlike yesterday Roman was having an awful time keeping him restrained. Virgil’s movements weren’t being dulled by a sedative anymore. 

“PUT ME DOWN! I WANT TO GO HOME! LET ME LEAVE!” Virgil kept struggling until he tired himself out. “Please… I want to go home… please…” giving up Virgil let himself go limp in Roman’s arms.  Roman felt his heart ache at how his mate sounded, but he couldn’t let him leave. 

“I’m sorry but you can’t. You might shift in front of someone.” Roman said gently. 

Virgil tensed again. “No I won’t. I’m not like you.” Virgil managed to catch Roman off guard and shoved him off of him. Virgil still couldn’t get through the door though. 

“Virgil…” Roman tried to reach out to him. Wanting to soothe all the pain rolled up in his mate. 

“No!” Virgil pulled away from Roman, “I might be a monster, but I am not a werewolf! That’s not possible! Just… just leave me alone!” With that Virgil ran back up to Roman’s room slamming the door and locking it. He slid down the door and curled up into a tight ball. He hated this. He should have never gone to school. He should have stayed hidden in his dark room where no one would have to see him again. Then he wouldn’t be here. Not here? That’s sounds more accurate. Virgil shouldn’t be here. He should have never existed. None of this would have happened. He would have never been hurt by Kyle. He never would have ran. He never would have called Marry. She would have never died. Virgil was nothing more than a dark smudge that destroyed too much light in this world. When you have a smudge you erase it. But Virgil couldn’t even do that himself. He was selfish and he couldn’t even help by erasing his smudge. Unless? 

Virgil started looking around for anything he could use. A knife, a pair of scissors, a rope, some bleach… Virgil tried searching the whole room for something. There wasn’t anything that immediately jumped out to him, and he was creative enough to get inventive. So he gave up. For now. He supposed he could starve himself. Yeah that’ll work. Coming to this resolution Virgil flopped onto the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.