Chapter 44

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Cyrus has a beautiful flat ass, I will NOT stop stating that, while Selena had small firm boobs, A+ cups.

Guys. It's flat as a washboard.

No bubble butt, no dump truck, no thicc booty cheeks.

If anything, Al has the fat ass that can sound like thunder when clapped. But Al loves that flat ass nonetheless, Cyrus was made to be scary and physically intimidating.

He's that terrifyingly mutilated puppy you'd see in a shelter, that's been abused and hurt that nobody would think to adopte and take home because he growls and bites.

Yet! in Al's eyes! he's perfect and loves him because of he's scars not despite of them. Al thinks Cyrus is strong and incredible for it.

It's to show that...

NO MATTER HOW IMPERFECT YOU THINK YOU ARE, THERE WILL ALWAYS BE THAT SPECIAL SOMEONE OUT THERE! *points outside thunderstorm* THAT WILL LOVE YOU JUST THE WAY YOU ARE IN & OUT!

[Warning: Mentions of suicide / suicidal thoughts, physical / sexual abuse, torture, drugging, trauma and starvation.]

Righttt...A half breed werewolf, where is this latest assumption coming from?

From what you did to him, asshole.

Grim rolled his eyes but tolerated Al.

Well that still doesn't solve anything, if he is a half-breed those are considered to be the outcasts of our kind. Any type of half-breed is seen a misfit. Not the best trademark to be known by your pack. His credibility to reproduce is still going to raise a hella lot of doubts to people. Al rested his elbows on his two tights, entwining his long fingers together.

I know, Rainier is a half-breed and he's only treated slightly better because he is my Beta officer. Though now it came to me, I remembered when you bit him, Cyrus didn't seemed surprised seeing you, meaning he knows what a werewolf looks like. Grim shakes his head. He's only seen me as an animal.

Probably thinks I'm just a random ass dog who spotted him for lunch. Al, we still haven't ASKED Cyrus what he even thought I was. Al sighed. You're right. We'll investigate this in the morning.

The Alpha slipped under his sheets, he really appreciated Cyrus cleaning up and changing the atmosphere in their dorm. He could sleep and think much more clearly, Al also loved smelling his Rocky's relaxing assorted scent in the morning. A small whimpering noise made him rise from his sheets.

Al ninjas his way over to Cyrus's bed and searched for anything that could have been bothering his mate. Grim sees something next to the boy's bed and controlled Al's right arm to inspect it. The Alpha also examining the bottle.

Sleeping pills? He must be taking them to help with how heavy his eye bags are. Al nodded, Grim slipped in. And knock himself out so Cyrus can actually sleep while you snore like a ambulance siren.

Al's eyebrows connected.

I don't fucking snore YOU do!

It still comes out of YOUR mouth!

"Whrmmm..."

Another distressed sound leaves the young boy then both of them stopped their arguing, Al saw Cyrus's features twist in pain and he remembers those scars, surgery stitches, along with the burn underneath his silver tattoo. Al knew by now, Cyrus must've endured quite the torture before they meet, and The Alpha was feeling the need to kill off one by one who had hurt his Rocky.

How could those who harmed Cyrus make him like this; broken and cold.

Leaving nothing but a damaged boy.

He doesn't want to think it, but Al is praying he wasn't sexualy abused too.

Al notices how thin his clothes were it appeared too small and worn out for Cyrus's body, but he still chooses to wear them. The Alpha quietly decked out his extra thick blankets from his walk-in closet and gently covered the sleeping boy, when he settled slightly Al sat down to the floor beside his bed. Taking in his baby's hardened exterior.

Yet to Al, Cyrus was perfectly angelic.

A fallen angel, sent to save him.

By Moon Goddess; a gift.

Grim chuckles joining in the moment.

The Nightmare before Christmas.

Like Beast is to his Beauty.

That blue alien mut.

You mean Stitch? Grim nodded.

Al concluded he actually likes how rebellious, cold, silent and down-right homicidal Cyrus can seem on the outside. But surprisingly, hiding a kind, caring, shy and righteous behaviour somewhere beneath his mask and impassable walls, The Alpha didn't want to change anything about Cyrus.

He watched him, smiling worriedly.

What did I do...to even deserve you? What if I told you; I LOVE YOU and that I'm a monster, can you accept it? Me?

Cyrus still slept, but his dreams would be corrupted into abused nightmares.

"IBALIK NINYO ANG ANAK KO! MGA HALIMAW! BITAWAN NINYO ANAK KO!" Maria shouted in rage and despair, her eyes never leaving the image of Elyos's body. Her only surviving son out of her triplets.

(Tagalog : "RETURN MY CHILD! YOU MONSTERS! RELEASE MY CHILD!")

The scientist's security task team yanked harder at the chain's collar attached onto Elyos's neck. Making him slouch forward, even though he was already weakened by drugs.

Elyos being drugged and dragged away from her arms, any mother would go hysterical considering Maria knew what these people were after; they wanted to make a mindless killing machine of her innocent son. Create a demon by breaking his HUMANITY and body. She balled her fists and retaliated against the millions of pure silver chains holding her prisoner, Maria ignored her injuries and the tubes filling her system with Wolfsbane.

Just so to get to her Elyos."Nay-y..."

("M-mother...")

Maria's onyx eyes were laced red with tears, seeing him weakly try reaching out for her. "ANAK KO!"

("MY CHILD!")

The heavy security coded silver doors were soon shut off, taking away Maria's only source of light. Taking the only reason left for her to keep fighting and hoping; gone.

The Head Scientist Director saw the dramatic separation, through the security monitors. He instructed.

"Send inside a thousand High Rank Rogues, we'll need to keep her weak until Eleven's training is complete."

"But sir, she hasn't eaten for days."

"Would you rather I send YOU in?"

"No, sir." The assistant did as told.

Maria let out a bloodcurdling cry.

When Elyos woke up, his eyes saw The Head Scientists Director in a lab coat, walking slowly towards him. He Gripped his small face to force him to pay attention. "Eleven, if you ever want to see your mother again...you will follow our orders. Kill."

He shook his head.

Maria taught Elyos not to trust in these men or anyone here. The man sighed. "Alright, let's see how long that disobedient attitude lasts."

He took a few steps back flipping a switch, immediately hot electrical sounds joined in with Elyos's loud screaming. His dark pupils roll back as pain circles in his body Elyos could only hear his own wailing.

"You're born to become a weapon, everything about YOU will be used to create the perfect hybrid Alpha..."

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

Dr. Callahan adjusted his glasses.

"To destroy the Nightwalker pack."

Cyrus screamed awake, sweating hard and looking around to find himself in his dorm Al was there starting at him.

Worried.

Confused.

Alarmed.

His shoulders were shaking terribly, onxy irises flying everywhere making sure that this was reality. That he isn't back there in the laboratory---seeing that facility's logo of a crescent moon with claw marks. "Cyrus what's wro---"

The Alpha didn't get to finish, because Cyrus flung himself on his broad chest grabbing his shirt and crying silently.

He couldn't find his voice, because it all felt so realistic. Cyrus is afraid, that he'd...just wake up one day to be back there, his head began to throb badly.

It's so hard to breath.

It's so hard to forget.

It's so hard to trust.

"Bakit palagi na lang ako sinasaktan!? Ano bang ginawa k-kong kasalanan!? B-Bakit...hindi na lang ako namatay!?"

("Why am I always being harmed!? What mistake had I-I committed!? W-Why...couldn't I have just died!?")

Al didn't know what to say, he doesn't understand what Cyrus was saying. It was the first time he heard him use that language, Cyrus's accent sounded very different. Al embraced his soul mate.

This hurts, like Al's heart was ripped apart. The burning desire to slaughter who did this to Cyrus is igniting his fury and was affecting Grim's control.

Control over their Alpha's addiction.

The Wolf was trying his best not to go forcing them to shift, Grim resisting his addiction to Pride. For Al's sake. It was difficult since he really wanted to.

"Shhh...it's okay." The Alpha picks up the blanket and wrapped Cyrus with it and Al whispered softly. "It was just a nightmare, you're here with me; safe."

"Ally...H-Hindi ako ligtas sa sarili ko."

He cried even harder.

Flinching, sobbing hiccups.

His breathing hitching manically.

Al lifts him with ease, taking his baby boy to his own bed. He laid there and began small comforting strokes onto Cyrus's back, the blonde boy recalled, this was what his Grannie Anselme did, when he was having troubles. She would make sure Al and especially Shane felt safe, though Shane needed more of this care treatment than him.

Al had to grow up faster after all.

The Alpha started humming, Italian old lullaby songs he learned from his own mother Allison, and leaving light kisses on Cyrus's forehead. "Nobody is going to hurt you ever again." Al hugged the smaller boy closer to him.

"I promise."

Al pets his raven hair. I'll kill anyone who tries, without a second thought.

Cyrus whimpered miserably, Al just continued murmuring reassuring words to him and cuddling. Al spoiled as he is, wasn't used to being patient to people. Because he got everything handed to him, but he'd earn Cyrus's trust, even if it takes a lifetime to gain.

Al was willing to commit suicide then after Selena died, he was willing to go to heaven for her. Yet right now, Al is more willing to go to hell and back for Cyrus. He kept comforting his Fluffy until the crying subsidised and Cyrus was peacefully passed out; exhausted.

Grim sighs. Finally, he's sleeping.

He stayed up longer to make sure his mate won't have another panic attack, Al smiled. Feeling Cyrus snuggle into the crook of his neck. "Sweet dreams."

The Alpha seriously thought of taking back the Nightwalker family ring, he gave to his grandmother. Al thought, he wouldn't find love again that's why he returned it, but looking at Cyrus in his arms. He wanted to see him wear it as a sign of his commitment, their pack's emblem; A crescent moon with claw marks. He'd love to see him wear it everyday. Yeah, I'll get the ring back.

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"I've only been gone for a few months and that bastard already replaced my furniture? I want his head on a plate."

(I missed this bitch, auntie Miranda!)

Javar was sweating buckets with the arrival of their Head Luna back into the Pack House, which would really be an overstatement since it wasn't a house but more of a huge exclusive condo, that belongs to The Vice Luna.

The two werewolves walked on as Javar tired to keep up with Miranda from hunting down Walter before he can explain the extreme renovations.

"To tell you the truth Head Luna, even I'm surprised he suddenly thought of redecorating. Something about those tables and chairs being too expensive for Head Alpha's taste." Miranda snaps her head to a 280 degree at The Head Beta like freaking The Exorcist saying.

"Oh? Dear Walter thinks I'm throwing money away on interior design when he bought his Lambraginis to collect dust for him in the garage? he's dead."

Miranda then caught her brother's smell and ran off without waiting for Javar to warn their Head Alpha of his sister who's ready to whoop his ass.

The two pack warriors said nothing upon seeing the Head Luna and both voluntarily made way for her to enter, Miranda barges inside his quarters as Walter emerges from another room.

The Head Alpha

Walter Marshall Nightwalker

His face lights up though seeing her pissed off expression Walter quickly gestures for Miranda to hush it, The Head Alpha pointed to the room he came from and mouthed; 'She's asleep can we talk outside? It's very important'

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"You got three minutes; talk fast." She flaunted on the sofa in Walter's office.

"I-uh, wouldn't sit there if I were you."

She glanced at her brother; offended.

"Why? You already threw out my shit, now I can't even sit down o---" Walter cuts in. "I accidentally banged Allison there and she just got positive results."

The Vice Luna

Allison Shirley Nightwalker

Walter sheepishly grins.

Mirandas grumpy mood exploded in a variety of emotions and leaped off the sofa. "There's a bomb in the oven!?"

"Shhh! Moon Goddess, I should've put duck tape on you before telling you. I didn't know which to tell first, you or Momma though I think I'd fucked up."

Miranda smacks his side, smiling and beaming at her brother."Since when?"

Walter chuckles. "Days before I called you, we ended up forgetting what the hell a condom is used for after I shifted back. She was having suspicions and took the tests yesterday and you're the first and only breathing bitch that knows for now, Momma will know too, very soon."

Saber scolded. Walter, you better pray for Moon Goddess you aimed it right for this one to be a girl, I don't think we can handle another twisted version of Al.

His smile suddenly dropped.

The Head Alpha slowly walked around his office desk and plants himself to his leather chair. "Right. How are my boys doing? I really miss them being home."

"Shane is still Shane, Al on the other hand is making me age up rapidly, he attacked his roommate on their first day and there's nothing new about it."

"Lord, when will he ever change." He placed his head in his hands, hopeless, Walter muffled out. "I don't want to disown or have Al stripped of his title, and Momma has already taken action by making that mate requirement law."

"Be strong, little brother."

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"How many this time?" Ernie asked as Rainier gazed at his Rogue kill count report. "About exactly 93 dead bodies---scraps, Alpha really didn't hold back. And the torture chamber looked like Satan threw a damn bachelor's party. Even taking them all on in his human form, though he should be doing fine. His injuries does heal faster than ours." (Al lied, about cooling off in the forest by taking a walk in chapter 42)

Ernie nodded, massaging the stressed side of his head. Feeling exasperated.

His wolf; Brass, comforts his human.

And how are the students Al sent to Nurse Nick's clinic? Any critical ones?

"To his favor; none. Shane is taking care of them along with Mr. Callahan. Is Mrs. Harrison still gonna be away? I'm concerned what Al might stir up on his next reckless fit, he's really not gonna let the school rules or any other elder werewolves tell him what to do." The Beta stared at The Vice Beta seriously.

Ernie scratches his arm, something a habit Rainier knows all to well of the young teacher to do when he's nervous. "I'm not supposed to tell you this but, she just called." Rainier rose his half black and half white eyebrow. "What did Head Luna say? Is she alright?"

{She's doing okay, though I can't say the same for our situation as Head Luna will...still be absent until further notice.} Ernie used his mind link and Rainier knew then, this must be classified info for just the two of them to discuss on.

{Can I know why? You likely got word of Al's publicity performance from the other werewolf employees, I assume. It will be greatly appreciated if I did.} He didn't wanna believe it at first, though Rainier detected his Alpha's psychosis and anger, the second he saw him sending people almost to the edge of the afterlife then.

As his official Beta, Rainier should have done something yet was there really anything he could do? when The Alpha was only getting worse and he even challenged the whole fucking student body to take his Alpha heir position.

Al is reckless, but still his friend.

{Just know that something unexpected came up with Vice Luna, nothing bad though Head Alpha placed her off their company office for the time being and you are not to tell anyone about this.}

{Alright, I understand sir.} Rainier was insightful enough to put it together yet he still questioned. {Now, are you...saying that Mrs. Harrison is to take over for Vice Luna's current position?}

Ernie regrettably nods.

The Beta felt Hail tense and whisper.

We're royally screwed

Agreed.

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Author's Note :

Sorry and thanks for bearing with me guys, the thunderstorms actually help me relax and write.

I've been having some nasty eating and sleeping disorders lately, I just love overworking myself.

Be strong Walter! You're about to become a dad all over again! So, I really didn't plan for Al and Shane to have another sibling much like Walter and Allison hadn't planned for the new pup though I'm interested what you guys think the baby bomb should be? A Girl or Boy? I just want a healthy pup and hopefully Walter aimed correctly. But a strong Alpha girl is nice.

And seems Al is serious about Cyrus being his boyfriend, that he is thinking about proposing his feelings using their family ring.

How heartwarming is that.

Make it rain stars puppies.

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