The Boy on the Chain

Chapter 1 - Tristian

The door squeaks open waking me from my deep sleep. Caspian giggles thinking he is being sneaky, but he is the loudest little ninja ever. It is part of a little game he likes to play every morning. He is always trying to climb into my bed early in the morning. Imagine him doing that when I have a girl in my room. Just because of that I have started sending them away after we were done. That is not something my little brother needs to see.

He lays down next to me and wraps himself up in his little blanket he drags around with him as his tail hits my foot about a thousand times. Do you know how hard it is to not break out in a laughing fit? When you know the five-year-old boy really thinks he did not wake me up.

"Caspian why are you awake. You have pup school tomorrow." I mumble in my sleepy haze. "You need your sleep, or you are not going to be a happy pup."

"I have bad dream Trissy." The five-year-old boy whines. "So that means I have to sleep with you."

I smile at his reasoning and pull him over to me and cuddle the tiny boy.

Beep Beep Beep... Turning off my alarm clock I roll out of bed and look at the boy curled under the covers. His tail is wrapped around his body and ears are laid down and you can hardly see them under his hair. Yes, Caspian can only partially transform into his human body and has his wolf ears and a wolf tail in human form.

Linus has had Doctors examine the boy when he was just three years old and they found nothing wrong with the toddler. We had been told he could grow out of it but for now it just makes the little pup look so much cuter than what he already does. He has long white hair that hides his ears most of the time and his tail tucks easily into his clothes when he is out in public. Everybody loves little Caspian so much even though he is a mischievous little pup.

I walk into the kitchen and murmur good mornings to Linus and Aspen who have been taking care of Caspian and I along with Ambrose who also lost his parents to the bomb that hit our old village. Aspen does not mind all the kids she always wanted a house full of kids.

"It is your last day of summer until you start your senior year. Do you need me to pick you up anything in the city Tristian?" Aspen asks as she continues cooking.

"A couple more khakis would be nice and some shoes. I don't think my school shoes look nice enough to wear this year." I answer leaning against the breakfast bar and drinking my coffee.

"Why don't you go wake up Braden and Ambrose so when Aspen is done cooking, we can set the young pups on some morning exercise before pup school." Linus tells me as he makes his way to my room knowing that's where Caspian is.

I nodded and set my empty cup on the breakfast bar and grab my cell phone from its charging port on the wall outside my bedroom. I open the sound app and turn the volume of my phone all the way up. Ambrose and Braden have been mates since Braden turned sixteen, so they share the same room. They also both sleep hard and I do not think a Typhoon could wake them up.

I stop in front of their room and silently listen only hearing the soft cooing of my adopted father waking up a sleeping Caspian. I do not want to walk in on them doing anything, again. Grinning I turn on a fire alarm sound and very loudly open Braden and Ambrose's door. Braden jumps out of bed tugging on his mate only to almost run into me standing in the doorway. I fall onto the couch in their room laughing as Ambrose glares at me probably plotting my death, but I am not worried he loves me too much.

"Breakfast and then pups boys. Don't want to keep them waiting." Linus yells carrying a still very tired Caspian to the table so he can enjoy his pancakes.

I quickly shower and throw a muscle shirt and pair of shorts on for training. It only takes me about ten minutes. The smell of bacon makes me head to the kitchen. Aspen is the best cook ever, but I guess you would be to if you have had as much practice as she has had. I try and snag a piece of bacon why she isn't looking but since she sees all I get is my hand smacked with a spatula and it falls on the counter. Caspian, the little devil, starts giggling at me.