Nameless (mxm)

A wolf unseeing is not an asset. A wolf deformed is an embarrassment. A wolf unloved is dead.
But a wolf who is brave is free.

I was born to save my brother's life, the future Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack; I was the sacrificial lamb in wolf's clothing. I was raised without love, care, compassion, and even my sight. My sole reason for existing was to die. I would be his salvation.

Despite that, four months before my destiny would claim my life, my brother set me free. He had a plan: I would escape, he would come for me later, and we would live freely together. I, however, had a plan of my own. To escape my destiny, and to escape him. What I hadn't counted on was finding what I had always been desperate for: a pack void of hatred, and an Alpha who seemed equally desperate for me. I finally had the chance to feel real, true happiness. But fate wasn't so forgiving, and neither was my brother.

Wick
I had been Alpha of the Northern Lights Pack for so long, my name had become synonymous with it. I commanded respect, fear, and loyalty everywhere I travelled. However, the fear would always be left at the border. I didn't rule my people, I listened to them. I cared for them. Northern Lights was a home as much as it was a territory.

When a young man with fire-red hair and golden yellow eyes stumbled into our territory, void of even a name, it should have been a warning. However, he felt more like a gift. He was quiet, scared, and looking for a place to belong. Against my better judgement, I decided I wanted him to belong with us; to belong with me. And I was going to kill the monster who hunted him to ensure it.

*Dual POV*18+*

*Trigger Warning: This fictional work contains depictions of mental, emotional, physical, & sexual abuse, as well as incestuous acts. Reader's Discretion is Advised*