Chapter Eight

A/N: Thank you so much for reading this far into the story! I know I sometimes need to update more often, but I just cant help it! I'm Sorry!!! But the good new is because it's holidays I might managed to squeeze out another chapter before the week is out. Might. No high expectations okiie?

Oh about the Teddy bear's name… it will be uncovered in this chapter. I chose the name according to popular votes so... if you're not happy about it then you should've reviewed your teddy's name! (yes, this is an act for me to get more reviews in the next chapter. Yes, I am that low.) Anyway, Enjoy! And if you have the time please tell me what you think!

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Fenrir Greyback, leader of the largest werewolf pack in Europe, the notorious murderer, the infamous alpha of Britain, has finally found his match. The room that he just walked in was heavy with sorrow. The alpha breath was heavy and his eyes showed nothing but pure hatred. 'It's too late. I cant take him back' he wheezed between panting gasp, holding onto his chest for a wound that he knew would never be healed. There he saw, an evil menace of a beast terrorizing his little pu-

"Ohh... He's so soft!!" Remus squealed giddily, burrowing his face deeper into the artificial brown fur of the ridiculously large teddy bear. Fenrir felt his heart twitched in jealousy as he saw that not only was the pup hugging something else, that something else belonged to the-medical-examiner-that-just-wont-stop-smiling guy. "Lucas, he's sooo soft!" the boy exclaimed again to the doctor.

"He is, isn't he?" The doctor Lucas smiled and patted the boy's head softly

"Hell no. Not as fucking soft as me…" Fenrir mumbled under his breath. There he is, leaning awkwardly on the doorframe with his arms crossed on his chest, watching his pup hugging a ridiculously obese teddy bear. Lucas the doctor was at his side, laughing with the boy with a goofy grin on his face. He felt like an outsider as he watched Remus cuddled up into his new toy. A little bit dejected. Okay a lot. But not as bad as the little wolf Rocki, who was left on the floor. Alone. Forgotten. Just like he is.

Sighing at his own situation, the man bends down and picked up the little toy wolf. It's colour has faded through the years. It's fur tousled in every way imaginable. a solid evidence of the years that the boy had spent coddling the little stuffed animal. As silly as it sounds, Fenrir couldn't help himself for feeling bad for the toy. To think about it it's quite hypocritical of him since Fenir Greyback was known to throw more than toys and women away than Gilderoy Lockhart. And by toys, he meant billion dollar cars. Fenrir chuckled to himself at the irony of it all, petting the stuffed animal to comfort it's nonexistent feelings.

"Fen! Fen!" A high pitched voice broke him out of his musings, along with a bump on his legs. Relived that Remus was finally out of his I-got-a-new-toy trance, Fenrir smiled softly as he felt a pair of frail arms hugging his knees. "Hey pup." He answered back calmly. Deep down inside he was exploding with joy that the boy had greeted him so warmly like this, and the venomous glare that the doctor gave him was an added bonus too.

"Having fun?" he asked. To the boy, his big friend was anything but friendly to him and the doctor. It was a blessing that little Remus was too young to understand the hidden poison directed to the doctor, or maybe the boy would hate him forever. Lucas the doctor ran his hand through his dirty blond hair and flipped them indignantly. He was completely unfazed by the sharp biting tone from the werewolf and replied with his equally deadly sweet voice. "Uh-huh. Aren't we rem-rem?"

"Yup! Lucas just borrowed me his teddy so I can snuggly up with em at night." Remus replied chirpily hugging Fenrir's leg tighter to prove his point.

"His name is Mr. Teddy!" The boy chirped happily. Unable to hold back any longer, Fenrir scooped the boy up in his arms and nuzzled closed to him. "Oh really? How nice…" he said absentmindedly as he bask himself in the boy's warmth. Why the hell must he be so damn cute? Thought the brute wolf as he flipped the doctor a bird behind the boy's back. Don't wanna corrupt the lil'un.

'Mine.' His inner wolf growled, and truthfully, he couldn't agree more. He bit softly onto the boy's neck, making him squirm and giggled even more. "Fen!!.. tickles!" the boy moaned his complain in-between hysterical giggles. Fenrir smiled down, happy to know that he was the one who brought the smile on. It felt so damn good to know that he's capable of doing something other than slaughter, mayhem, and the usual routine of scaring shit out of people's ass. The idea stuck him right on the head that it almost made him jump for joy.

Fenrir Greyback is more than a killer.

"What's up with you and fat Teddy over there huh? He's too big for his own bed so the doctor made him crash yours?" Fenrir twirled them in circles, trapping themselves in a tangle of iv tubes and old hospital sheets.

"Remus has been having nightmares." Lucas said blandly, cringing at the sight of the two hugging and cuddling like care bears impersonators. "I tried to give him the appropriate medication but apparently because of his…" he stopped "..conditions we cannot afford to add any more drugs to his list."

"So you give him your teddy bear?" Fenrir stated, staring flatly at the doctor.

"Yes."

"…and they give you a medical license."

"Watch it. Mr. Teddy is a special kind of bear." Fenrir sneered and turned away from the doctor.

"Nutsooo.." Fenrir sing-songed into the air, heading out from the hospital room while dragging the pile of mess along the them.

Giggling at the new word Remus tugged shyly at Fenrir's collar. "What's a nutso?"

"Aah.. it's a new adjective to describe your doc there. Come on pup. Lets take a walk."

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The chattering and never ending laughs emits from the dimly lit corner of the hospital drew more than a few passing audience in it's wake. The patients in the cancer ward began to pop their heads out from their door for a quick glance at the unwitting pair sitting at the farthest chair, their hands entwined and clasped together. When almost everybody in that very building have a healthy dose of homophobia in their blood, the sight of the two seemed so natural that no one had the thought of interrupting the two.

"… and then the unicorn met a dragon and they flew away together to a magical ice cream parlour." Fenrir said to end his story.

"I thought unicorns can't fly?"

"Well this one does."

"Oh. Kay then." The little boy chirped his acceptance, yawning and muttering something about a swimming pool for those flying unicorns as sleep began to take him into his luring arm.

Fenrir smiled down and pulled the boy close. This is one of the reasons why he liked Remus. The boys just okayed everything thing he said. No annoying question, no outrageous demand. Just a simple, pure 'okay' that showed him more trust that nobody ever given him before.

He contemplated about his life back home with his pack. He loved them. He devoted his heart and soul for their wellbeing. It's sickening to see some of the new members looking up to him with a mixed of awe and disgust when rumours about him began to pass around. About his past. About him killing half of his old pack for a human female. Slaughtering more than a f-

Fenrir shook the morbid thought away, running his hand trough his short locks of hair as if he could brush the memory away with a swipe of his arm. Unnoticed by his wandering thoughts, Remus put both of his hand on Fenrir's cheek, snapping the werewolf back into reality.

"Fen's moody again." Remus drawled in his half asleep stupor. "odn't like it." The boy leaned up, pulling himself and wrapping his arm around the man's neck. "Mommy said that hugs make her happy." He mumbled, sounding like he's half dead from the sleepiness. "Are you happy now Fen? Cuz, I'm really sleepy." He yawned and proceeds to lay his head on the man's broad shoulder.

For a moment, something twinkled in the werewolf's dark eyes. Fenrir grinned wolfishly at the boy "Whaddaya mean? I'm always happy when I'm with you." He rumbled to the lightly snoring boy.

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"WELL FUCK YOU TOO YOU SON OF A DOG!! LIKE HELL I'M GOING TO SELL THAT-.. HEY PUT THAT FUCKING URN DOWN!! THAT'S ALPHA'S DAD YOU MUTT! JACKIE!!! WHERE THE HELL IS MY ICE TEA!!!"

"Howard, I really think you should take a break."

"YEAH RIGHT. AND LET THOSE BLOODTHIRSTY WOLVES COME AND DESTROY EVERYTHING WHILE ALPHA IS AWAY?! HE'LL HAVE MY ASS, AND I MEAN IT IN A SEXUAL WAY!!!"

The petite woman sighed and put a hand on her chest. It's impossible to calm the beta down right now. She quickly bowed down and leaves the room, trying to block out the desperate cries of anguish from the beta.

The female werewolf chuckled at the beta's despair. Howard is a good man, but he has no place as the leader of the pack. Only two days after Fenrir left and the man was already to the point where suicide is the answer to all the pack's problem. As Fenrir predicted, Howard Garth had indeed 'gone ape shit'.

Though the woman chided Howard for his incompetence, she understands how the man would be flustered while managing Fenrir's estates. Their pack was one of the most prosperous pack in Europe, and al l was thanks to their leader ingenious plan to not only be powerful, but also be rich. It's unorthodox, but werewolf isn't complaining as it was all for the good of their pack.

Five Manors, Thirty thousand square meter of land, five acre of farm land, and two multinational and one international company. All of these are the property owned solely by Fenrir Greyback and his pack. Saying that they are well off are an understatement. Werewolf packs might be under the radar in the magical world, but among the muggle, Greyback Inc. was an unlisted brand name that's likely to rival the number of 'made in china' logos. Rumours among the pack member has it that on next summer, the Alpha was going to take them all into a private island that he just bought off on the coast of the pacific.

Yes, they are that rich.

Leena smiled to herself as she walked passed a room full of werewolves cub listening through a lecture that seemed to sucked the life out of their body. It was all because of her alpha that their pack could afford an education. It was because of he they could live in a society like this.

She could still remember the time where they slept on the floor of the forest, shivering with hunger and fear of hunters and wizard that would creep up to them or poison their food with rat poison. When Fenrir came to power, everything suddenly turned out alright.

Sighing deeply, Leena stared down a window that looked out to the peaceful manors grounds. Everything here was such a contrast with the right of the previous alpha. She could remember the night when Fenrir fought for the leadership of the pack against their old alpha. The remainder of his old pack was watching from his side with a silent confidence for their leader. Their eyes show nothing but complete and undefiled trust on their leader.

When the battle was over their old alpha was an unrecognizable lump of flesh on the ground, and how she and a couple of her bothers and sister tried to took a bite from that lump of flesh, a result of week diets of berries and leaves. She could feel the pressure from the Fenrir hand caught her wrist and jerked her away from the body, the sadness and anguish that reflected at those pair of dark orbs.

'Come.' was the only word he said before turning around and walking away. Everybody followed.

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A/N: Hmm…. So how 'bout it? Fenrir has some pretty dark past huh (unsurprisingly).

And if any of you missed it, The Bear's name is Mr. Teddy. Huh.

I really don't like begging but PLEASEEEEEEEeeeeeee…. Review~*! Or lucas will come to you in your sleep and send Mr. Teddy to molest you.

Huff, okay then, see yaa…

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