"I... wait... I can't..." Allen stumbled out, looking everywhere but the vampire.

It was dark now, and the moonlight was the only thing to see by. Allen wanted to shift to his wolf form to escape as he didn't want to answer, but he knew he would have to.

"I won't repeat myself again, Allen. Who was that?" Kanda demanded.

"They... are hunters... Their famous, known as the Noah. They caught me once, and..."

By now, tears were streaming down his face, his emotions raining on Kanda. Fear, sadness and hurt. So many emotions were coursing through his veins.

"And what?" Kanda asked gently, moving a bit closer to Allen, pinning the boy more.

"I was sold, on the black market. They handled me like and item, and gave me away to someone. They... they..." Allen's voice cracked, showing just how much fear the person had placed in him.

"The put things in me, they strapped me to tables an cut me, trying to find out how far they could push my is why I'm healing slowly. It took it's toll on my body!" Allen explained, tears overflowing, eyes planted firmly on the floor.

Kanda slowly let his hands ghost over Allen's body, making him jump. Up from his hips, to his sides, and up his arms. Allen looked up at Kanda, fear and confusion in his eyes. He looked like a frightened animal, and Kanda hated it. Wolves are such strong, Nobel, and fierce creatures. This one had been broken one time to many.

"Allen," Kanda breathed, getting his attention, "your safe here, they won't ever get to you."

Allen nodded, strangely feeling safe in Kanda's arms. Allen snuggled into Kanda's chest, making himself feel a lot safer. Never in his years did Kanda think he would hold a werewolf this close. A large pounding was heard at the door, and Allen jumped.

"Who?" Kanda growled.

*Count... there are werewolves at the door...*

*They seem angry...*

*What should we do...?*

Allen's eyes widened as the voices pulled at the back of his head. Kanda looked back at him, and smiled.

"I will be back, Allen. Stay here," Kanda ordered softly.

"But Kanda-"

Kanda held up his hand, Allen falling silent, and left the room. He used his speed to appear in the foyer, causing the wolves to growl.

"What is you want?" Kanda grumbled.

"You have a wolf here," one of them said, though he didn't know which one.

*Why are they here? For Kanda? For me?* Kanda heard Allen think.

"Your not welcome here, and I'm sure that you know this," Kanda sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

He sifted his weight, his sword swaying with his hips. The wolves tensed.

"Then why is one of our kind in here? We can smell him," another of the wolves barked.

"Move aside."

The wolves moved. The voice was dripping with superiority, making him an Alpha. The wolf was black, another wolf trotting behind, looking at the vampire curiously. She was black also, but in the moonlight, she seemed to shine a forest green.

"Even though we have no quarrel with you Kanda, we can't have a rogue loose and close by," stated the Alpha.

Kanda's eyes flashed red as he let out a low snarl. All of the wolves whimpered stepping back from the vampire as his power could be clearly felt.

"It's my home and land. I will do as I wish. I have no need to explain myself to you. Now leave!" Kanda demanded.

"This isn't over vampire..." stated the Alpha as all the wolves left the mansion.

Kanda watched as the phantoms closed the doors, and then he huffed. Who did those wolves think he was? If Allen was any kind of threat, wouldn't the vampire have killed him? He was a gentle soul and wouldn't hurt a fly. There was no way that they thought he was dangerous, but then again, they hadn't met him.

"Kanda?"

Kanda turned, seeing Allen walking down the stairs. He had on a white, button-up shirt, black slacks and he went barefoot, which Kanda understood.

"I thought I told you to stay in the room?" Kanda teased, making the boy blush.

"You were down here by yourself! Don't be so arrogant!" Allen yelled.

A chuckle came from Kanda's throat, and Allen huffed, not being able to stay mad at the dark-haired vampire.

"Come on, let's go for a hunt. I sold everything and I'm hungry," Kanda proposed.

Allen seemed to light up, wanting to run. Kanda had forbade it while he was healing, and now he could run free.

"Don't wander to far, though. You heard the pack," Kanda warned.

Allen nodded, understanding. A white blur flew past Kanda and out the now open doors, he small sound of bones snapping and popping hitting his ears. Kanda watched as Allen's wolven form ran into the woods, and soon chased after him. Allen was fast, but the vampire pasted him with ease. Kanda laughed as the wolf huffed and gave him a challenging glare.

"You can't beat me, Allen!" the vampire taunted.

After a while of racing, Allen loosing sorely, the two got to work. Kanda really only wanted to watch the experienced hunter. Allen laid low, ready to pounce, his ears twitching with every sound the deer he was hunting made. He was silent, deadly, and in Kanda's absolutely gorgeous.

Allen pounced, catching the deer by the throat with his jaws. Allen twisted his head sharply, snapping the animal's neck. Allen backed up and Kanda moved closer. Allen watched in curiosity as Kanda took out a few large jars. Allen tilted his, and them walked up to the vampire. He nudged Kanda with his snout, getting the vampire's attention. Allen pawed at the jars, and Kanda chuckled.

*What are the jars for?*

"Well, I can't bite it. My venom would get into it and cause a bunch of mayhem," Kanda explained.

Allen nodded and backed away, watching Kanda drain, skin, and gut the animal. Kanda swore he seen Allen drool.

"Hungry?" Kanda jested, pointing to the corpse.

Allen's silver eyes went wide, looked at the deer, then looked back at Kanda, nose wrinkled.

*Even werewolves cook their catches. Unless you went feral.*

'Well, I learned something new,' Kanda thought. "Come on, lets head home."