Instinct (boyxboy)

Chapter 2

As promised Fathnir's head. He is murder boi.

I woke up sore. My hips were sore and my neck felt like I just got karate chopped by one punch man. Needless to say not the worst pain I've been in. I slowly shifted back to human form as I fixed my hair. According to my crappy flip phone it was around 9 am. I slowly sat up and flinched at the groans and creaks of resistance in my bones. But still I stood and stretched.

I exited the back alley and found my way into a small cafe. It was quaint, mostly wooden with orange and red highlights. The smell wafting through the air was one of cinnamon and coffee. I made my way up to the counter, taking note of the girls cute and round features, she was quite short.

"Hi what can I get for you today," her voice was equally as cute, whoever her significant other was was lucky.

"Oh um, I'll just take a medium black coffee, thank you." I payed and she quickly moved to get my order up. She gave it to me in a white mug on a small plate. Carefully I carried it over to a table in the corner. I have a weird way of choosing seats, I need to see all the entrances and all the people in the restaurant.

I took a deep breath of the warm air. It reminded me of my parents old house, it always smelled of baking and coffee their. Memories both pleasant and unpleasant filled my brain as I sipped my coffee.

There were a couple people in the cafe, most sifting through quickly, only their to get a coffee and maybe breakfast before work, but one group stayed, and chatted.

"Catty, did you hear about the murders last night?"

"Oh my god yes, I heard they were gory, with these huge bite marks on their shoulders," this Catty girl seemed way to excited about this but hey, I'm not one to judge.

"The Al-,"the original girl glanced at me, "Mayor isn't gonna be too happy, I heard the guy who was murdered was one of his friends."

Odd.

I decided to just tune them out, after all I already knew the details of my dinner.

The next couple of days went much the same. I'd kill 1 or 2 people in the evening, wake up sore and wander the town until nightfall. My condition was worsening though, the poor night sleeps made my reaction time slow, and the many cups off coffee made my head pound.

Tonight was weird though, instead of the usual headache my ears were ringing, and the smell of wet dogs lingered in the air. I ignored the feeling, probably just some stray mutts and jumped into one of the less traveled allies, it was the perfect spot to feed cause people came through, but not enough to cause I scene. So I sat, half transformed, and waited.

I felt about 3 people enter the alley, they were too confident, not good targets.

"We know your here, your scent lingers," one of the men stated. Fuck, there were wolves here?! Ok I can do this, not like I haven't taken down wolves before, plus there blood is nice and irony. My throats were racing through different possibilities and plans but alas I didn't come up with anything good fast enough. "Come out you coward!" My paws hit the concrete as I shifted forwards

The man I presume to be talking was tall and muscular, I would almost reach his height if I didn't slouch so much, he had dark skin and a shaved head, a stern expression masking any emotions he might have in that dumb little brain of his. Next to him was a women and a man, both very strong looking, fuck this is gonna be a problem.

"So you're a halfling, that's why your scent is fucked up huh?" Mrs female stated, I already didn't like her. Fuck fuck fuck. I slowly crouched into a offensive position, ready to pounce at the tall one.

"I wouldn't try that if I was you pup" motherfucker called me a pup, his dark skin contrasted against the girls light and the mans olive. I pounced from my back leg, aiming for the mans neck. Instead of getting the nice blood I wanted I felt his large calloused hand wrap around my throat. He threw me into the bricks like I weighed that of a mouse. The impact made me choke as all air in my lunges was forced out. Along with the choking sensation my back was very fucked up.

"Your gonna have to come with us, we can't have you continue killing our pack members after all," he reached for my neck again, this time I managed to get my teeth on the meaty part in between his thumb and his pointer. My sharp teeth slip into his skin, catching on a vein making him bleed more. "Son of a bitch!" He pulled away ripping his own skin in the process. I went to attack again but the second man had grabbed me before I got the chance. Giving the other the chance to knock me out cold.