Hey guys! Here is chapter 2.

The Lima werewolf pack lived in the forests surrounding Lima and generally kept to themselves but from time to time alpha and a few other wolves from the pack would come into the town to check that everything was normal. Richard Anderson, the alpha, and his son Blaine were currently patrolling Lima to make sure that there was not anything wrong. Usually Richard would patrol with his second, Henry Montgomery, but today he decided that his son should accompany him to get experience so that when he takes over as alpha he will be ready.

It was drawing close to the time for the mating race and Richard could not help but worry for his son. Blaine had ran in last year's race but sadly did not find his mate. Usually it was unheard of for wolves to not find their soulmate what with all eligible wolves and several humans participating. Though, the news of Blaine's homosexuality might have been a factor in the problem since Lima was not very big or accepting. Hopefully, karma would be on his side this time.

*B*K*B*K

Blaine was out patrolling with his father. While, he was thankful for his father allowing him the opportunity he still couldn't shake how inappropriately timed it was. He couldn't focus. Not when it is this close to the mating races. They were all he could think about. What would happen this time? Would he find him? Or would he merely wallowing in his own sad achingly longing again?

The lonely ache in his stomach was an insistent presence since last year's race. His wolf yearned to find its mate. But, for the life of him he had no idea where to look let alone if his mate even lived here. Oh God! What if he didn't even exist! Despite the sinking despair that was Blaine's mind, he felt something was different. He had a gut feeling that something would be different this time.

That was when it started day dreaming about his mate. What would he look like? Would he be beautiful? Would his scent be irresistible? It was not until he recognized his father's concerned face that he remembered that he was patrolling the city with his father. He quickly started surveying the surrounding area. Using his heightened werewolf senses to assure himself that nothing dastardly was happening.

Blaine and his father decided that that part of the city was fine and moved on. The soon came near the area where the high school was located. But nothing seemed to be going on, in fact it was pretty quiet here probably due to classes being in session. So they moved on to the nearby neighborhoods. It would only be a few hours later and they would retire to woods to rejoin the pack.

A couple hours later, they found their way to the main road in Lima near the grocery store. Blaine at first expected the patrol to be more interesting. However, he found most of the time he was out to be rather monotonous. When he became alpha he was not looking forward to his frequent patrols. It would quickly become rather boring.

He didn't know when it hit him; all he could recognize was the smell. Vanilla, lavender, and dewy meadow all rolled into one dizzying smell. He knew it was his soulmate; the distinctive human undertone to the smell indicated that Blaine's failed race last year was due to his mate not running. Mostly overjoyed, but slightly irritated, Blaine quickly followed the smell towards his mate.

K*B*K*B

Richard immediately noticed Blaine's odd behavior. First, he appeared to be in a glazed trance like state at the beginning of the patrol that latter turned into a too alert watching. But, now without warning of what was happening he quickly ran off. Richard quickly pursued his son into the parking lot of the grocery store. He was not fully aware what was going on until he saw his son running to a specific part of the parking lot where a run man was putting groceries into his car. He quickly used his werewolf speed to catch up with Blaine to stop him from mauling the unsuspecting teenager.

He decided it would be best to end the patrol and bring Blaine back to the pack so that he could calm down. Then they would deal with the aftermath of what happen. Despite the disgraceful behavior Richard could not help himself from grin because his son would not be alone at this year's running that he would make sure.

*running—slang for participating in the mating races

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