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Part Four
Asil leaned in, his wolf purring at him to take her, Sage's own eyes swirling a beautiful mixture of blue and gold, urging him on.
But, he chickened out.
He leaned back, trying not to growl as he saw Sage's face drop before she replaced the look with a mask of indifference.
Asil coughed, putting his hands in his pockets to stop from touching her, "I'm going to track him."
Her eyes snapped up to his, but dropped back down, apparently his dominance levels were high.
"Why?"
He licked his lips, "I want to give him a little warning, show him not to mess with you or me."
Sage's eyes were wide and cloudy, "you would do that…for me?"
Asil wanted nothing more in that moment to scoop her into his arms and spread her across her bed, letting her know that he would do anything for her.
"Of course Sage, I lo-I mean I like you a lot, and I like keeping the things I like safe."
Her eyes dulled a bit, "oh…so, I'm nothing more than a possession to you then, something that you like, and because you like it you keep it around?"
Asil stared dumbly at her for a split-second, then, "what the hell Sage?"
The she-wolf stared at him, her eyes wide and completely gold now. Her wolf was at attention to protect her.
"I don't think of you as a possession at all Sage! You are my friend, my best friend! How could you even think that? Are you dumb enough to even think that?"
Sage stood, shocked, then, finally, calmly, "get out Asil."
Asil stopped completely and stared at her, "what?"
Her eyes and face were angry, and the dominance in the room took a step up.
"Leave now Asil. You come in my house, claiming to care, then, you go and call me stupid! Get out, I'm done for tonight!"
He blinked, then, whispering, "I'll be back. I'll always be back for you Sage."
And before she could say anything to him he was out the door, the scent of his frustration lingering in the air…
Asil stood outside of Samuel's house, his eyes golden, his body tense.
Finally, he took a deep breath and went up to the door and knocked.
After a few moments the door opened and a disgruntled Samuel stood there, his hair mussed, and his eyes tired.
"Asil? What are you doing here?"
Asil looked at him for a moment, "may I come in?"
Samuel blinked, his eyes trying to focus, "what? Oh yeah, sure, come on in."
He stepped back so that Asil could enter, which, he did.
The house was messy, and the air smelled of Chinese take-out, but, surprisingly, of no sex.
Samuel gave a yawn and plopped down on the couch, "so, what brings you here this early in the morning?"
Asil stared at the younger wolf, "why are you harassing Sage?"
Samuel blinked, "what?"
Asil growled, his wolf becoming impatient, "answer the question!"
Samuel's eyes were alert now, becoming lighter by the minute, "that's none of your business!"
Asil took a step forward, "well, listen to me closely Samuel. Touch or go near her again and I will rip you apart so badly that even your father won't recognize you."
Samuel stood up, his hazel eyes now golden, "well then, you listen closely; I'll do whatever I damn please, and you can't stop me. I will have Sage, and you can do nothing about it."
By the end of this Samuel's face was in a revolting smile. And Asil's face was set in a grim line of determination, he was going to take this pup out, once and for all.
He leapt forward, grabbing Samuel's arm and twisting it backwards, making it break with a sickening crack.
Samuel growled in pain and grabbed Asil with his good arm.
He clawed at the Moor and growled, trying to make himself seem more frightening.
Asil was livid.
He stepped away from the pup and let the change come over him, making a bittersweet pain envelope his whole body.
He stared at Samuel, watching as he changed too.
Asil finished only a second before and shook himself, baring his teeth at the offending piece of trash in front of him.
Samuel stood up, facing the larger wolf with sharp teeth.
Both snarled, but Samuel attacked first, launching himself foolishly at the dark chocolate wolf.
Asil moved to the right, capturing Samuel's hind foot effectively in between his teeth.
The smaller, lighter brown wolf whimpered, a sound that Asil's wolf worshipped.
Suddenly, Asil smelled a heavenly scent.
"What the hell are you two doing?"
Asil whipped around, Samuel's leg still in his mouth.
There, in front of the open door, stood Sage, the wolf goddess.
Asil let go of Samuel and went over to the she-wolf.
She glared down at him but put a hand on his large head, making him rumble in pleasure.
She moved to check on Samuel and Asil growled.
She leaned down and put a hand on Samuel's side, making Asil narrow his eyes as Samuel closed his eyes.
Sage frowned, "oh Samuel, what did you do this time?"
The light brown wolf whimpered, making Asil growl.
Sage looked back at Asil, "hold on, I'm coming."
Asil sat on his haunches and watched as Sage ripped off a piece of a spare blanket and wrapped Samuel's leg and arm up, "ok Sam, I'm calling your Dad."
The wolf whimpered and Asil rolled his eyes.
All sat patiently as Sage called Bran, telling him that Samuel was hurt and needed medical attention.
Finally, she hung up and said, "Sam, stay here, Asil, come on, I'm taking you home."
Asil followed her happily as she left the house…
Sage had apparently walked or run to Samuel's house on command of Bran who had felt a strange need from his son.
So, the pair walked together in silence, one in human form, the other a wolf.
"Why did you have to go and attack him like that Asil, Bran's going to be really mad at you when it he finds out it was you who beat the crap out of his kid."
Asil wagged his tail happily, a wolfish grin covering his face.
Sage couldn't help but smile back, an expression that lit up her face.
"I really wish you could have just scared him though. He's got a broken arm and a really bad gash on his leg from where you hung onto him."
Asil's ears flattened and a rumble echoed in his chest.
He didn't care about that runt.
Sage pushed her hands deeper into her jacket pockets and yelled, "why does this have to be so complicated?
Asil whimpered, his ears flat against his head, and his tail flailing weakly.
Sage looked down at him, her blue eyes sad, and petted his muzzle.
He nuzzled his head into her hand, coaxing a giggle from her.
He looked up at her, his golden eyes adoring.
She stared back at him, then coughed awkwardly, "c'mon, lets get you home and patched up."
He followed her happily, thinking that maybe Sage dressing his wound wasn't so bad…
Sage opened the door to Asil's house, letting him in first, then following.
Asil's house smelled of him and roses, a combination that Sage loved.
She set her coat on the back of a chair and turned to look at Asil.
He blinked at her, sitting back on his haunches.
Sage smiled at him, "go change back and I'll get you some bandages and food."
He gave her a grin and turned to take his leave.
She went and gathered up his first-aid kit; and some grub.
When Asil finally emerged; his legs encased in a pair of jeans, and his torso bare; Sage had coffee and sandwiches ready.
She smiled ruefully at him, "sorry, you don't have much of a choice of cuisine here."
Asil sat down in a chair, "this is fine, thank you."
She nodded and sat down next to him closely, taking a wipe in her hand, "alright, I'll clean you up while you eat."
She wiped away the blood from his torn arm and looked at the damage.
Samuel had managed to cut Asil up pretty badly, enough for a regular human to need stitches. But, Asil was already starting to heal, but, he was still bleeding a bit.
She sighed to herself and reached for some anti-biotic ointment and a crisp white cloth bandage.
Asil paused in mid-bite, "how bad is it?"
Sage tore off part of the bandage with her teeth, "I've seen better. But, I've seen a lot, and I mean a lot worse than this. You don't need any further medical attention."
Asil nodded and let her get back to work.
She smeared the ointment onto the wound, not even getting a wince from the Moor; then, she placed the cloth bandage on his wound.
She took his plate and washed that and her hands off, "well, I hope you know that I'm disappointed in you for going after Samuel."
Asil sighed and leaned back, "I know, I'm sorry for making you mad."
Sage raised an eyebrow and wiped off her hands, "but, you're not sorry for trying to kill him?"
Asil gazed at her, his eyes dark, "no. He insulted you with his mere presence, and he said things that I didn't like."
Sage put the towel down and leaned against the countertops of the kitchen, "like what exactly?"
Asil looked away then back at her, his eyes now a lighter hue, "he wants to mate with you. And he'll stop at nothing to get you Sage."
Sage's eyes narrowed, "I can take care of myself Asil."
He grinned, the expression oddly boyish, "I know. But, that doesn't mean I can't worry."
She rolled her eyes, "oh stop it Asil, you'll make me blush."
Asil stared at her, his eyes turning amber, "I wish."
She stopped and stared at him, "Asil…"
They stared at each other for what seemed like forever.
Finally, Sage looked away, her long eyelashes fluttering across her cheeks, "I-I should go, its late…or early, I can't tell anymore."
Asil spoke softly but she heard it nonetheless, "you don't have to go."
She licked her lips, a motion that Asil watched with vigor, "no…I should."
Asil still stared at her, and Sage still looked at the ground, "bye Asil."
And before Asil could even take another breath she was out the door, the cold air taking her place…
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