Chapter Ten
A/N: As an apology for not updating for so long, I have made you not only one,but TWO haiku!
I have been away
Occupied by real life stuff
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Remy and Fenrir
Will definitely make out
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Enjoy.
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"Fucking goose balls on a skewer." A deep voice breaks the silence of a cold January morning like a blunt ice picks breaks through ice. The man looked down disdainfully over his nose to see a breathing heap of blanket on the ground. Werewolves don't need blankets. Over the edge, he could see a tuff of blond hair peeking from under the cloth. Recognizing the little blond tuff, the man in the camouflage smiled lovingly.
He bend down to pet those soft hair lovingly, but suddenly he stop on his tracks. On the corner of his eyes he saw brown hair splayed all around the outside of the fabric like a drop of ink on a burned end parchment. His steely blue eyes light with anger as he saw the boy that he loved in secretly yawned and wrap his arms around a petite brunette.
Garth can feel anger welled up from inside of him. "Fucking bitch." The beta was absolutely fuming. He snatched the girl up roughly and covered her mouth with his rough hand. "Don't you ever come near my boy again. Got that?" The woman nodded, her eyes wide open with fear. Garth could hear her heart beating like crazy and smell her fear like a dear faced with a wolf.
Satisfied with the result, Garth shoved the girl away, throwing her clothes to her face. "Now run along. Bitch." The woman whimpered and dissapered behind the thick trees. Garth averted his attention to the boy on the ground who has begun to stir. Instantly, the cold anger that he felt earlier began to dissipate when he saw a pair of amber eyes that peeked from underneath the blanket. He sighed in pleasure when he saw the defined chest of the boy he has lusted on for years. The scent of the boy made him heady and completely forgot the fact that the boy just fucked some random girl.
"Umm…. Garth?" he stretchedand yawned before standing up. Garth licked his lips when he the sheet revealed the half hard cock of the teen. "What are you doing here?" The boy asked. Gath stood back and averted his eyes from that alluring piece of meat. "Fenrir told me to bring you back. He's going to be here for a while." He said.
"Alpha said that?" Darin looked thoughtful fro awhile but shrugged it off. "What?" Asked Garth. "I dunno. I just felt that there's something off. Fuck it, it's probably nothing." The blond stretched up, revealing every inch of his well toned body to a certain salivating beta of the pack.
"You're gorgeous." Garth let those words slip from his mouth. Darin ear perked up and he looked away. The beta leaned closer and took a deep breath of the boy's scent. "And you smell so damn good." Circling the boy, the beta stopped behind him and grabbed his hips painfully. "Tell me Darin, was that girl a good fuck?"
Darin moaned when he felt the hardness of an erection pushed against his back. "Ahh.. fuck you Garth." He spat, grinding his naked hips back to the man's crotch. Garth watched dispassionately as Darin's head began to ll back to his shoulders and moan wantonly. "Fuck you." He repeated breathlessly as lust began to over take him.
With a disgusted look on his face Garth pushed the boy away. "What? You want me to fuck you now?" He looked down on the boy who mechiviously winked and licked his lips while jacking off his newly erected cock. "If you want my ass you can have it beta. I would love to have your dick in me." He said through half lidded eyes.
The beta shook his head and turn away angrily. "I never take you as a slut Darin." He growled harshly and began to walk away. Darin stared open mouthed and ran to catch up with the angry beta. "Garth! Why are you so angry? We switch partner and fuck like rabbits. Its just how werewolves are. Even if you're only half werewolf you should know this beta."
Garth snapped at the mention of his title. That's right, before he was a man, he's a beta first. He couldn't put his pride in jeopardy by showing meekness to a mere boy he's infatuated with. No, it would lessen the pack's respect for him as a beta to Fenrir Greyback. God knows how long he needed to gain their respect when Fenrir put him as a beta in the pack.
"You're right Darin. I was just too controlled by my human moral obligations that I forget that I'm a beta in the horniest werewolf pack in England." He forced out a smile that brightened up the werewolf before him. Darin came close and nuzzled the man's neck and bared up his own to him.
Garth almost laughed at the irony of it. He longed to bite, suck, and licked the very same neck yet he can only do it only for some werewolf protocol. 'Well I did pass up the chanc e to fuck his brains out.' But Garth ignored the tiny voice in his head and pulled Darin closer as he sucked and lapped at the boy's neck as a sign of dominance. 'It's good that the boy knows his place or I would've smacked it into him.' He though as he sucked and nipped while the boy moaned and wrapped his arms around the beta's neck.
When he stopped, Garth find himself staring into a pair of amber eyes that knocked the breath away from him. With his lips parted and heavy breath, the boy was truly testing him to his limits. "Besides, you don't have to get worked up cuz I sleep around. It's not like we're mates or anything." The boy added, this time with less enthusiasm. Tucking a strand of hair behind the boy's ear, Garth smiled and turn away from the boy. He's afraid that his face would betray the fact that he wanted the very thing that they are not.
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"It's okay Rocky, don't worry. Fen will come soon." Remus patted the little toy wolf. "He promised to me that he would come back soon. As long as we keep the windows open, he'll jump in like when you rescued you, remember?" the boy coughed violently and shivered from the cold January air.
A nurse came in with a tray of hospital food. Remus gave her a shy hello and burrowed deeper into his sheets with his little doll. The nurse smiled sadly and put the tray down in front of him. "Try to eat, okay Remus? If you finish them all I'll give you an extra cup of Jell-o." She said.
Remus smiled and nodded but turns back into staring out a window when he thought the nurse was not looking. The nurse smiled sadly when she saw how his face perfectly reflected what the boy felt; torn between crying and screaming. A perfect balance of a frustrated six year old with the maturity beyond his years.
"You want me to close the window hun? You're shivering." When the nurse said that, he almost jumped to his feet and screamed at her. In the end Remus only shook his head and buried himself deeper in the sheet. "s'kay. I'm warm enough."
The nurse smiled at the adorable picture that the boy made and closed the door behind her. Remus looked up to the celling, half hoping that the werewolf would fall from the floor above and into his bed so Remus can cuddle him for heat. Alas, the celling remained intact and his bed remained cold as ever. He really miss cuddling.
Remus suddenly remembered something from a long time ago. When he is cold, his mommy would rub her two hands together and put them onto her ears so it would get warm. Looking down onto the worn out wolf doll, he mimicked the gesture and cupped his tiny palms around the wolf's ear.
"Hurry up Fen. It's getting really cold." The boy whined softly, a soft hopeful smile played on the corner of his lips.
The image of his beloved pup began to disappear from the magic mirror that he was faced with, and Fenrir Greyback's mood just turn from bad to worst. "No! Let me see my pup!" He bellowed with a powerful voice that shook the entire courtroom, followed by an enraged howl that echoes to the halls outside. He shook the silver chains that seems to wrap around his body, making it hiss as it burned his skin. His amber eyes turned a sadistic shade of red, and his claw extended to the point that even an army of auror would think twice about facing him. The judge and ministers cowered in their seat as Fenrir began to pound the floor with and animalistic rage, afraid that the werewolf would break down the heavily warded courtroom.
He shook his head. He could almost pity the man for having to endure the weight of metals burning into his skin. Except, Fenrir is not a man, and werewolves doesn't deserve any pity. Samuel Potter sighed at the scene that the werewolf have made and hit him with a well aimed curcio to his back. The werewolf reared up in pain with a chocked gasp and fell down on to the cold marble floor with a thud. It's hard to imagine this man owns the companies that contribute largely to the world's economy when he writhing in pain like a trapped beast. He rapped his knuckles against the floor but not even once did he beg for release. With a heavy sigh, Samuel lifted the curse.
"If you continue this up, you're going to die Greyback." Samuel leaned down and said tiredly. He has exhausted his sense of justice enough for the day that he did attacked the wolf anymore with any crude remarks. It was not something that he usually do. Every time he met up with the alpha, he would always made a show of himself by provoking the alpha, who surprisingly, never reared back. Now that he finally have the man he wanted so bad to capture in custody, he find that he has nothing t say.
Gasping, Fenrir looked up to the man with nothing more than pure contempt and snarled at him. "You're soft human. Remember I am a werewolf. I rip your throats to shreds, and I enjoy it." before snapping his jaw close to the auror's face. Surprised at the werewolf's words, Samuel Potter straighten himself up again and tried to calm himself down.
He's a monster. He's a monster. He's a monster. He's a-
As hard as Samuel Potter kept convincing himself that the man in front of him is nothing more than a monster, he cannot shook the dull ache that he felt as Fenrir whined at the mirror while he wheezes out his breath in pain. It's a longing that he can relate to, an obsession, in fact, that he has secretly indulge from a distance. He glanced at his young apprentice and back at the werewolf. He could imagine himself like the Alpha, on the floor, groveling for that one thing that could keep him sane from his failed marriage. He turned his attention away from his young apprentice and onto the alpha again.
"Is your obsession with this child a motive for your unprovoked attack against Abelforth Lupin?" the said young auror stepped onto the floor, his face is a rigid mask as he looked down onto the werewolf. Fenrir was ready to growl and bared his teeth to this new officer, but when he saw the auror, his red eyes faded back into a deep shade of amber. "Well hey there." He said, giving the auror a toothy grin. Although his face did not betray an ounce of his disgust, the alpha can smell the fear mixed in with revulsion. Well he was the very same author that Fenrir has spun against a wall and grinded against, so it is only natural that fear and disgust was included in the cocktail of negative emotions.
In that instant, Samuel vision went black and gone out the window was his sense of justice. He kicked the alpha on the stomach hard and spat on him. "Answer him dog." He said coldly, crushing the alpha's head under his boots. Fenrir was about throw the auror off balance when he realized their situation. Potter want to fuck the boy. Instead of rising up and murdering everybody, he laughed hysterically until tears formed on the corner of his eyes.
"What's so funny?" if words could kill, then Samuel's tone would murder an entire continent. Looking up to the head auror, Fenrir laughed even harden as he chocked out his answer. "Haha- You.. pfft.. you and blondie here eh? I'd tap that too." before continue to laugh like a madman. Aggravated by the alpha, Samuel took a step back and began kicking the werewolf like there's no tomorrow. Even though a sickening crack can be heard in-between the ferocious attack, the mad laughter still echoes, mocking the authority of everybody in the room.
"Enough." A calm voice cuts through the madness and the violence. Her long nail tapped lightly against the century old oak table of the minister seat. Every eyes focused on nobody but one, the minister of magic Elizabeth Walters. But of course, our renegade werewolf scoffed and continues to chuckle lightly, despite the hard glare everybody gave him. But his laughter stop, when he saw a familiar figure behind the minister.
"Oh for fuck's sake." He said, not believing his own eyes. The cold blue eyes glinted in amusement. The rest of the courtroom also noticed the presence of the newcomer and a buzz of frantic whispers began to float in the air. The minister lift up her hands and silence once again fell in the courtroom. "We have been honored by the presence of one the founding father of our modern society for the hearing of Fenrir Greyback." Walters began. "Lord Lucas Alucas, if you would."
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A/N: hahahaha yeahh…. The focus of this chapter is a bit different that what I would write it, but I had to include the relationships occurring around Remus and Fenrir so the plot of work =p.
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