Summary: Oz is looking after his little cousin Jordy; the younger werewolf can be quite the handful. Oz has to learn quickly to be the alpha this little pup needs.

Warnings: Spanking of a minor and swearing (in later chapters)

Prologue: His Pup

Oz looked around his small apartment; it had been his home for the past year, since he'd left Sunnydale for good. He'd set up home in New York and so far had been enjoying it. He'd gotten a job at a local music store, the pay wasn't exactly great, but the environment was laid back and suited him perfectly.

His life was pretty quiet, relaxed compared to life in Sunnydale, no constant battling of demons, not including his wolf, that was still a battle, one he seemed to be doing better with. He did on occasion come across a vampire or two but his time helping the slayer had taught him enough that he was able to handle that.

His place was nice enough, a basement apartment with two small bedrooms, a bathroom, a kitchenette and a living area it was plenty of room for a single man living alone. Oz liked it; it was home to him now.

Oz was in the middle of cooking his dinner, an Asian soup he'd learnt while travelling. It consisted of spiced water, bok choy, lentils and baby corn served on rice. After his time in Tibet Oz had cut meat out of his diet entirely, not eating meat helped him control the wolf, rather than it controlling him.

There was a knock on his door, Oz turned the heat on his soup down and went to answer the door. When he opened it all he saw on the other side was a little boy, a boy that his wolf recognised as pack instantly.

"Jordy?" the older wolf asked "Oz!" the little Pup exclaimed excitedly and throw himself into his cousin's arms. Oz breathed in the little boy's scent, his wolf was happy to have the boy there in his arms, he was pack and both could feel it.

"I missed you" the little boy said into his alpha's chest "me too Pup" Oz replied stroking the little boys head "but what are you doing here?" he finally asked, putting the boy down reluctantly, the little boy looked up at him "Momma and Daddy went on a trip, Momma said I was gonna stay with you" the six year old replied, taking a folded piece of paper from his pocket and handing it to Oz.

He took the paper and read,

Daniel,

I am so sorry to burden you like this, but I didn't know who else to turn to. Jordy's condition has become too much for your Uncle Kenneth and I to handle and we didn't know what to do, but he keeps insisting that you are his Alpha and that he wants you. Your, Uncle and I have left the country, please don't try to find us. I am so sorry.

Aunt Maureen.

Oz frowned ever so slightly, he couldn't believe his Aunt and Uncle would just abandon their son like that, but he guessed it must run in the family, his own father, Kenneth's brother had left when Oz was just sixteen, his mother had died five years beforehand. But he had been a self-sufficient teenager, able to take care of himself, Jordy was just a kid, he was only six years old.

They brought the rest of Jordy's things inside, in his bag Oz found some files, a birth certificate, passport and custody papers that only needed his signature. He didn't have any other choice, the wolf saw Jordy as pack and pack was stronger than family.

"Come on Pup, want something to eat?" he asked, leading the little boy into what was now his home.

A/N: Again with plot bunnies that force me to write, please review and let me know what you think.