Chapter Four
Braylon's P.O.V
We left the training camps yesterday but for some reason my wolf's been more on edge stepping into this territory than in a compound filled with trained lethal ruthless and relentless killers. Maybe it's just because it's any enemy pack so I pushed the feeling a side.
I looked out for August and he looked out for me, hell we wouldn't gotten out of that place if it wasn't for each other. The silver-storm pack and the pack have been feuding for decades. I'm the alpha now because my mum was female alpha and goddess knows where my bastard of dad is, probably dead.
I took over as alpha at seventeen because mum is seriously ill. This feud has gone on for way to long so I'm here to end it and become allies like we once were. Seeing that August will be alpha in a few days might as well stay for the ceremony.
"Home sweet home", august said opening the door to his parents' house. It was a beautiful house. It was kind of designed in an old royal English manor which makes me conclude that he's parents are more traditional than he told me about.I looked at around and saw a mantel with pictures, one of them was of August carrying a pretty girl on his back she looked about few years younger than him. There was that feeling again. "Who's this?" I asked August. "That's my little sister Lilac, you too are gonna get along swell, she's a total foodie definitely worse than you", August said.
"My love for food can't be trampled by another Augie", I said. "Real man I'm going to be Alpha in a few days don't call me that", he said. "When can I met her", I said. "She's probably at school right now, they don't know I'm coming today", he said. "Lilac", the name just rolled of my tongue. Hmm.
"Come on I'll show you the guest room and I'll take you to eat the most delicious pork buns you've ever tasted, will get some for Lilac too", he said and I followed him up the stairs. I took a well-deserved shower and changed into more relaxed clothes than the training uniform we had on from the academy. Some dark red jeans and a black hoodie with the word foodie written in gold.
"Really that hoodie, are you trying to be mate replant?" August asked walking into the room. "It's comfy and if she runs away, I'll just run after her. If I even ever find her", I said. I'd been looking for a while now but nothing.
"We'll find them eventually man, now let's go get some food", he said. "Pork buns, whoop, whoop", I said doing a little tango. "You're so much like her", he said and I couldn't help but feel pride. I had no idea why.
We got to this little Asian place and August abruptly got a call from who I assume is his father, I heard why didn't you tell us you were back today, it had to be a surprise and dad don't get mad. Guess there talking about me.
I saw a girl in a similar hoodie than mine and goddess dang was she wolfing down a chunk lot of pork buns and pancakes. The closer I got the more beautiful she looked terrorizing her food. When I got close enough I realized who she was to me and by the looks of it so did she. "Mine", my wolf and I growled out.
She stopped and slowly looked up at me probably seeing the love struck puppy I always was for her. Then she started, choking. I acted on instinct and instantly went to help her. Boy was it had to ignore the tingles and who cute she looked while she choking in order to save her life. "Are you pancake", I asked her. Fuck me, pancake! Really she's going to think I think she's flat.
After gasping for air she was finally okay, "I spit backwards", she said and I was barely hearing her lost in her voice. "So do I", I said. Not really who I planned meeting my love of life but it was perfect, she's perfect, beautiful and a foodie. Thank you moon goddess.
"I have to go", she said. "No you can't", I said but she's already run out. Man, she's fast. I went to chase after her but august stopped me in my tracks. "Who was that", he asked. "Mine", is all I could let out. "I told you that hoodie would make her run away, what you waiting for go get her", he said.
I left to run after her but she was gone. I followed her scent to the woods and only found he clothes safely tucked away. She must have shifted. I took the clothes and let myself drown in her scent.
After a while my scenes came back to me. I'd never seen anyone chomp down does many pork buns and pancakes at once, goddess my mate is a foodie, what if she eats us. 'Not if we eat her first', my wolf purred. She's mine and I already know I want her. What if she doesn't want me?
Finally Baby boo's P.O.V, did yah like. Leave yah thoughts and comments ~ Tisha 💛
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Short Story"Oh no! my mate is a foodie, what if she eats me", I thought but my wolf simply purred, "Not if we eat her first". Lilac and Braylon are mates who share a connection stronger than their mate bond. They are both hopeless foodies. But every relationsh...