Werewolf AU (Merthur)

Chapter 1

A/N before I start Merlin will be 15 years old soon 16. Arthur is 17 years old. Usually, blood pacts are made at the age of 16 but both parties have to be alright with it or it is against the law. This means when someone gets forced and is found out prison by life is guaranteed. Oh, and I have not many ideas about Werewolves and how this works. The idea comes from a one-shot anon_shipper so thank you again. I decided to make a 9 part out of this. When you have idea's I am open to writing more. 

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A teen with short raven hair running away. Sky blue eyes darting around and all that was heart the panicked breath of this teen. Fear was seen on the expression and this person is around 160 cm. 

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Merlin was running. He never was easy with having a father who wanted to have him hunt for another creature. But he didn't want to harm others and ended up leaving after another big fight broke down between the two.

Not to mention his mother vanished or how his father Balinor always said 'she left you because you are nothing,' so he wasn't sure what to believe anymore. So his life had never been easy for him and he really hated his father. 

This was why he ended up running away.

Even when he would have to live in the forest it was better than getting hit by his so-called father. (Sorry for all Balinor fans and Kilgharrah also) Not to mention Kilgharrah was also not really the kindest and he had a daughter. The male wanted him to blood pact with someone who he chooses.

But something told him that he would end up having to pact someone, but the other person wouldn't. Not to mention that he had it not easy with being a warlock. Not that the two knew this, but his mother knew.

That was what he feared, and he shuddered at the thought of what they would do when they know what he could do. People like him were usually used as a weapon. So that he could never tell anyone in fear of being used.

A yelp went out as he felt himself tumble downhill.

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His conscious half awake, and he couldn't help but let out a groan in pain. He opens his eyes or he tried. His eyes just felt like they are too heavy to open. He felt himself being moved. They felt well not human-like. There was also the fact that he was on some kind of back. It felt soft and fluffy, also warm as if this was a fur.

A warmth was what came from this and he couldn't help but snuggle into it. Something was feeling slightly electric. This made him feel comfortable. Why he wasn't sure, but he just felt the comfort of this. But that was all that he could realize before he fell into a deep slumber once more.

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The next time his eyes opened was when he was on something soft. It felt like a bed and soon realized that he was in some kind of room. The entire walls and even the ceiling were out of dark wood. His gaze went around to see that there was a window and the place looked like deep in the woods.

There were other huts outside, and he wasn't sure what to feel about this. Other then feeling wary and anxious that he would end up getting found out. Maybe he should just sneak out and run again?

"Hi." A smooth male voice brought him out of his musings.

Gaze went over, and he stared at the male sitting there with arms crossed. They wore a black dress-up shirt, skintight jeans. But what made him stare were not just how good looking the male looked in these clothes, but the sun-colored short hair and the lake blue eyes gazing back at him. All in all, this person looked like a prince and he hoped that this person was not having a stuck-up personality.

"Hi..." Softly he greeted back.

He felt suspicious and he couldn't trust this person. Not after what he went through and no one could blame him. After all, he almost ended up getting forced on a pact with someone. Maybe he could ignore this person?

"So what made you go alone in the forest without protection?" It was asked more scolding yet with concern.

"Don't have to tell you." His voice snapped back, and he knew this person wasn't at fault, but he couldn't help but snap right now at him.