Naylan, an Alpha by birth, has always dreamed of running a pack of his own. Born into the busy city of Halifax, Nova Scotia, where city wolves run in small groups, and disregard communal living, Naylan had to pursue his dreams elsewhere - Toronto, a...
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NAYLAN
Downtown Toronto was always rowdy, and even more so during the afternoons on the weekend when most people didn't have work. Most of the street was covered in slow-moving motorcycles and stalls that had been erected on pavements, forcing people to walk on the main road. I was in front of Georgiou's pizza place, listening to the buzz of the city as I thought about the new information Georgiou had given to me before I headed out with Adyen to grab our bikes.
"Our trackers have a scent. It shouldn't be long until we find them. We're more worried that they're kids or teenagers who are just hungry, but we don't know how they'll react," he had told me as I had sipped on the juice box Leigh had offered me earlier.
Georgiou's reassurance that the search would be over soon made me angrier at Mavis for overreacting. He still hadn't reached out to me—
"Damn, you're so stuck in your head that you're not even paying attention to me."
My brother's voice pulled me out of my thoughts and I sharply turned to look at him, blinking a bit before muttering a small apology. "Sorry." My tone was apologetic. "I really am."
I moved to sit on my motorcycle before looking over at him. "There's just a bit on my mind," I mentioned, smiling a little as flashes of the argument I had with Mavis went through my mind. It's been a few days, and he never called or texted, so I didn't, and when the weekend came, I drove over to Georgiou's to meet Adyen. I had agreed to go on a drive with him on Saturday, and on Sunday we would just relax at Georgiou's since I was staying over in a spare room they had through the weekend.
Adyen smiled, sighing as he adjusted the level of his motorcycle seat. He was decent at riding about now, but his boyfriend still refused to ride a motorcycle with him because he felt they'd crash. I smiled, thinking about Len. He couldn't make it today because he has a project to finish for presentation by Monday, so it was just me and Adyen.
"I know you have pack issues to worry about, but you promised that you'll spend time with me today, so try to concentrate." He reminded me, getting onto his motorcycle as well before putting on a helmet.
