Chapter 46

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Imagine Cyrus singing this song to Al with sad yet hopeful eyes and a small smile on his lips omg.

[Warning : Gore & Smut]

Two of my favorite things!

Also get tissues for dual purposes.

The Alpha's addiction was torturing Grim, he has been restraining himself strictly with being prideful. It's much more agonizing for the wolves to hold back themselves, rather than their human counterpart. Al knew this, his canines were extending. Grim desires to mark what's theirs already; Cyrus.

Just a bit longer, Grim. Al promised.

Fuck you, Al. You have Cyrus. Even if he's ours he still might not have a wolf. I STILL end up miserable and all alone.

Grim claws Al's head before going to sleep angry, that Cyrus is likely just a human. Wake me up when you want my help to mark Cyrus damn properly.

His snarling pointed fangs were just mer inches from Cyrus's neck, but Al really likes him so he ends up giving open mouthed kisses on his Rocky's shoulders. Also his silver tattoo will kill him if he tries marking Cyrus too.

He still can't believe Cyrus is sitting naked with him in his grand bathtub.

They were surrounded by hundreds of floating bubbles, his favourite old oakwood bath products from Rome.

(The bathtub also works like a jacuzzi so yup thing has nice water pressure.)

While Al washed him with a cloth, he already ordered someone to send in breakfast to their dorm room. And Al got a message from Rainier that Chase is in his room, hiding underneath his blankets and eating carrots. This was bad, Chase hates carrots more than he hates his older brothers. Al gave him a check list and to go online shopping for new branded clothes and shoes, that might temporarily cheer Chase up.

Cyrus needed a wardrobe change and Chase likes using his PWD discounts.

(Person With Disability; remember, Chase is an amputee, missing a right leg.)

Aftercare is something Al takes very seriously, though with Cyrus he might need an organised aftercare kit just especially for him. Al's father Walter having the Alpha's addiction to Lust, taught him how to be a responsible Dominant. Learning about the BDSM lifestyle and thinking about it, before Al had became a Dom to Selena then.

He sighed at their memories together.

She would have wanted me to move on and be happy with Cyrus, but it's just hard to completely forget about her. I did everything WRONG with Selena before. Maybe that's why I wanna do everything RIGHT with Cyrus this time.

Al smiles against his dark tanned skin.

Both his huge hands fumbling around the blonde boy loved how similar in texture to sandpaper Cyrus's body felt, it felt like touching the pyramids of Egypt. A lost treasure at sea, even a vintage old book from centuries ago. He was extra careful while caressing his baby boy's scars and stitches. This was one of the things Al wanted to ask Cyrus, but he figured he'll tell him his story and past, when he's ready for it.

"Baby boy..."

Cyrus moaned breathlessly when he sensed Al nipping at his flesh, leaving new hickeys on him. "Oh? Seems your nipples want my attention." Al goes to kneading the hardened nubs, causing Cyrus jolt up, warm water splashing around them. "Aghhh...w-we just did it a while-ah-ago." Cyrus's whiney mewl was doing great things to Al's libido.

Oh I know, though I'm still horny.

He lightly twists them with his fingers while licking Cyrus's heated earlobe, Al whispered. "Then what's stopping us...from doing it more than once?"

Cyrus pushed his hair away from his eyes in order to scowl at The Alpha.

"Keep pushing your luck and I'll sleep with that kitten that got inside here."

Al tensed at the thought. "You're going to replace me with that stray kitten?"

"That cat is more well behaved than you." Cyrus countered, though Al just laughed and washed his body with soap while continuing the conversion.

"Hm, yeah baby boy I know. But being around you, makes me want to forget numbers and just do you repeatedly." Cyrus pouted and smacks his strong chest. "You don't get me for free, gago! I have important priorities for myself and that includes graduating Al." The Alpha looks at him, because he called him 'Al' not 'Ally' Cyrus was serious.

"What are you saying?"

Cyrus glanced away. "What we did...I don't regret it or hate it. But now that I've gotten over my sexual high, it hit me, that I could lose everything by just this one incident." Al held Cyrus to his chest as he explained. "Al, unlike you I don't have anywhere to go. I'm broke, an orphan that nobody's going to take home to their family. I got expelled in my previous school months before and your aunt; Mrs. Harrison, was the only one who was willing to accept me into Northwood. I can't screw up, my goals to graduate and to support myself in the future, when I finally turn eighteen I'm on my own, please understand. I could get expelled again if people found out I'm sleeping with you; the principal's own nephew. I'm also not prepared yet, to be out in the open with...what we have together."

His ears clapped to the word 'we' yet Al thought. Shit, he's right. In normal circumstances my auntie would kick out anyone who'd break her school's policies, I just got away with it being I'm an Alpha. Cyrus would also lose his scholarship and he'd have to leave too.

The Alpha frowned and kissed his wet locks. "Okay, I get it. This means a lot to you, I won't get in your way with your studies. But...we can work this out together? Yeah? I like you and I'll support you with your dreams baby. And there's no rush, if you don't want people to know you're with someone like me." A abusive barely functioning Alpha...that can't get anything right.

Cyrus looks back at him, surprised at his answer. He was prepared to argue with Al, because he had a feeling he'd be really stubborn and insists what he wants. "By the way, what are your plans after all this?" Cyrus huffed out, poking a bubble with his nose which Al found to be adorable. "University, apply for another scholarship again since I can't afford my education. Grab part time jobs to feed myself and for rent."

Al wanted to tell him he'd gladly pay for everything Cyrus needed, college tuition, he could also buy him a studio apartment near the university Cyrus wants to go. Even secure that he'd get employed after he's finished school. Al's family had the money to waste on unnecessary luxuries, while someone like Cyrus was willing to work himself to the ground just for his education.

(I'm not crying.You're crying with me)

He perched his chin on Cyrus's steady shoulder. "Got anything in mind? Like what course you want to major in?"

Al inhaled his scent closing his eyes.

"Architecture---building, designing in creating something out of sketches. I want to help renovate and improve the orphanage I came from. My Nay always said, I was better than just beating people up with my angry fists.She loved me and I love her greatly."

(Cyrus still wants to help the other orphan kids who treated him badly in finding a better home for them omg)

The Alpha's eyelids flew wide open to the mention of this Nay person again, and Cyrus could almost feel Al's dark possessive side, when he asked with a sneer. "Just who is this 'Nay' to you?"

Cyrus spoke bluntly. "Allister. You're crushing me against your grip, calm down." The Alpha flinched at his full name, he whimpers and relaxed his embrace on his Rocky. "I'm sorry, I'm acting like a complete dickhead again."

Shoving off to detached himself from the blonde boy, Cyrus coldly gazed at him. "If you were listening better to me you'd noticed I said; 'she loved me' I was referring to my deceased Nanay, in English my deceased mother." He blanked and felt even more stupid for jumping to conclusions, before Cyrus explained himself. "I didn't know..."

Crawling onto Al's large lap causing more water to spurl around Cyrus sits there, then guides The Alpha's chin to stare down at him into his endless pit of absy iries. "There's a line between being lovingly protective and toxic possessiveness, I like being cared for, but not treated like I'm some item to be kept in a room as your possession."

The Alpha's head lowered.

Cyrus then licks Al's lips. "Unless I say I wanna be chained to your bed, Master." He grunted as his delicious big pecks were manhandled roughly by Cyrus.

A sly smirk tugs at Cyrus's mouth.

"Eh? these are quite sensitive and soft than I thought." He leans onto Al and chews at his flesh, like Cyrus is a rabid animal looking for something to sink his jagged teeth into. "I can't let you have all the fun now, can I?" Groping both of his man-boobs Al moaned out, as Cyrus rubs his nipple using the tip of his tongue. "Oh god! Cyrus---y-yeah, right there." He toys with the other in his fingers, Al was getting hard again.

He takes Cyrus's hips in his hands and pushes him down hard on his thighs, grinding themselves together. "Ally---I wait, we're suppose to be bathing-ah!"

The Alpha strokes their dicks.

"Dont care---I want you more." Cyrus slides his arms around Al's neck then dipping his fingers in his hair. "Ugh..."

They were both a hot mess, moaning, panting, bleeding because Al would chew on his lips while Cyrus will claw at his golden locks and back. "Faster! Gahh..." Al clenched his hold, stopping Cyrus from his release. "Satisfy me baby boy, keep talking dirty like that."

"Y-You're such an asshole!---Hya!" Al latches down on his collarbone, Cyrus racks his nails down the blonde boy's upper back out of spite and yelps out as Al smacks his behind. "Bad Fluffy, I think I should chain you up to my bed."

Cyrus rolled his onyx eyes. "Without taking me to on a date, how flattering." Al rose up to look at him. "But aren't we way passed that?" Cyrus frowned.

"No, it's how regular people become a couple, they date and get to know the other. Do rich people not date at all?"

I never dated anyone else, I just slept around aimlessly while I'm depressed.

Al chuckled, asking the million dollar question. "Will you be my boyfriend?"

"No, gago ka ba?"

(No, you an idiot?)

Al smiled happily.

"Great---WAIT! WHAT!? NO!? WHY!?"

Cyrus blew small bubbles in Al's face. "One; You still beat up those students that are still groaning in pain at the clinic. Two; I don't go out with people who can't treat me or others right and Three..." He pulls The Alpha in for a long lusty make out scene. Breaking away, Cyrus smirked at Al. "Three; No boyfriend of mine is a quitter. Unless you're quitting drugs, drinking until you drop and one night stands. Now then, you tell me..." Cyrus shoves their foreheads against each other, he said.

"Because I'm going to make you work for it---me. You up for the game? Ally."

The Alpha grins back. "Bring. It. On."

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The Head Luna.

Miranda Amy Nightwalker Harrison.

(Mama mía)

Walter straighten himself and goes into his serious businessman demeanour.

"Lay it on me sister, what does this orphan boy have that makes him a possible threat?" Miranda nods taking out Cyrus classified files and Walter studies them. "Miranda, Is this a joke?"

"Gods I wish it was." She sat down on his office chair. "That's the only thing they have on Cyrus, his first name and he doesn't have a surname, no real date of birth. We have no idea when he'll probably shift for the first time or if he's already capable of doing that. The police record says the same stuff about the night they found him half dead in the gutter, besides that, nothing." He turns the page seeing Cyrus's previous school records, Walter whistled lowly.

"Very impressive. He's smart I'll give him that, no wonder you made him a scholar. How old do you take him for?"

"Sixteen, more or less like Shane's age. You know what this means, if he is a werewolf he's at that point where his whole human body will prepare itself to change." Walter looks at his photo.

"But didn't you say this boy is likely 100% human? Saber didn't sense any wolf in him, then why still speculate?"

Miranda strokes his hand worriedly.

"Walter, if you had been there, when I first meet Cyrus you'd automatically feel it too. I can't risk the chances of this teenage boy posing dangers to our kind. He...slightly terrifies me bro, not only because Cyrus doesn't talk but it's like he's always thinking, plotting, watching every move." She tucked her brown hair aside. "For now he seems harmless, after seeing his school violations he's not the type to start a fight. But he won't run from it either. Walter, you know it takes a lot to scare me and Cyrus does. "

Walter rolled his eyes.

"Aren't you being over the top? Look at him." The Head Alpha flips Cyrus's photo. "His entire neck is scared, don't you think that might have something to do with him not speaking? And if you're so worried why still take the orphan boy in? We could have just put him in with the rest of the four detained Strays."

Miranda pointed at the photo. "I am looking at him; he's still just a kid and we all know werewolves can't stand silver; it's fucking acid to our skins. I also took him in because it's better we have the boy with us, secured, than out there running free. Moon goddess knows we can't risk humans knowing we really exist, understand my reasons."

Walter observed Cyrus's silver tattoo.

"Which makes it all the more weird how he's still breathing with this full neck tattoo unlike the other ones." He looks at her. "A half-breed werewolf?"

She shrugged. "Probably, who knows? I've asked Ernie to keep an eye on him and with Al as his roommat---" Walter interrupted. "You did what!? Miranda my son kills off Rogues monthly, how could you give him a roommate when you know he's destructively unstable."

She held her ground. "He's not getting any better Walter, I've had to handle Al's traumatized one night stands. He shoved a fire cracker inside a poor boy then light it up, all because of what? He gagged! I had to take measures for my other students safety, in these past years I've watched my once happy nephew turn into nothing. Crap, I even asked Weiler to purposely avoid him."

The Head Alpha hardens his amber gaze. Shaking his head in disapproval.

"You still should have informed me. I thought you put one of his friends or at least someone who would know why Al is like that. Not an unknowing orphan boy who as you've said; smells deadly."

"And the chance he actually is? Al will be able to easily neutralize Cyrus and without costing anyone's life." Walter frowned. "Why do you have to think like Momma, we're not at war, Amy."

She became serious and countered.

"Then how come the number of those Rogue killings are pointing to Al and Momma told me, he didn't even feel guilty when she confronted him. He could be innocent but we have no proof Al is yet, that case is still ongoing. He's only a year away from becoming the Head Alpha, Walter, I know it must be difficult for your son after losing his first mate. Yet I don't want Al to turn out like our Dad. He needs to change."

Walter then remembered, how their Dad was during his reign; invincible.

He knows his older sister didn't want to go through another lifetime of that drama, and Walter needed to pass the Alpha position to his next bloodline just like he was before his own Dad, so on.

"Alexander was a pain in the wolf's ass." Walter muttered, eyebrows crossed.

Miranda gently spoke. "I know, and If there was anyway we could give it to Shane instead, though that would mean he'd have to shift and you know how he feels about that idea." Walter and his family knows the heavy price of it.

They'd lose Shane.

Walter leaned back to his office chair. "Goodness, I need a vacation. All this negativity isn't gonna be good for our baby." Miranda then lifted a eyebrow.

"Speaking of that, who's running the company with Allison pregnant now?"

"I was hoping you would?" He smiled.

Her jaw dropped. "The hell! I have a school to manage and not to mention I've plans for the New moon quarter tournament. Can't you multi task?" He shook his head. "You know I have to keep a guard on my wife, especially now that I'm still shifting around. We both need each other more than ever."

Walter notices the tint of jealousy in his sister's hazel eyes. "Amy, I'm sorry."

She waved him off. "It's fine, I'm just glad you won't be alone and...I kinda got this growing infatuation for the girl working at the orphanage Cyrus came from." Walter eyes lights up like fire.

"Bitch! Details! Now!" She snickers.

"Her name is Denise, she's maybe 27? I'm assuming she's single here. I got her number but I really haven't asked her out." Walter snorted at Miranda.

"Chicken?"

"Fuck you! I'm just not sure how she'll take it if I plan to tell her 'Hey babe, I can be an animal for you; literally' I don't want to scare her." They laughed.

Then Javar tapped in. {Sir, Ma'am. I don't mean to intrude but Ernie sent something to Head Lunas email and he says it's important you both see it now.}

Miranda snarled. {If it's another nude pic report from that Nurse Nick tell him he'll be given a whooping by me. I swear, they should just date already.}

Javar responded. {I don't think that's it Head Luna.} Miranda glanced at her brother, Walter nodded. {Thank you Javar, we'll have a look into it now.}

Opening her inbox they both see it's a shaky video, it starts of with screams and recognition comes to them seeing the uniform logo of Northwood. Then the camera pans to Al beating the shit out of everyone, suddenly Miranda and Walter were practically blown away after watching Cyrus quickly drove in the fight, however unlike the rest Cyrus managed to catch Al's incoming punch.

"Holy smokes!" Walter exclaimed.

"That little shit started a fight in my school!?" Walter hushed her wanting to see how this ended, he's anxious like it's a final championship basketball game.

"ENOUGH!"

Al shakes Cyrus hold and stepped back.

"WANNA BE ALPHA!? THEN BEAT ME AT THIS YEAR'S TOURNAMENT FINALS! AND THE POSITION ALONG WITH EVERYTHING I STAND FOR IS FUCKING ALL YOURS! TAKE IT! I CHALLENGE ANYONE WHO TRIES!"

Then the video ends with Al leaving the gymnasium and the camera goes on to zoom in at Cyrus who looked down on the ground, not gloating or celebrating he made The Alpha stop his calamity.

Walter ran a hand through his hair as Miranda was massaging her forehead.

"See what I mean bro? He's reckless."

The Head Alpha asks. "Was that him? The boy who stopped my son? Cyrus?"

"Bingo. Now do you still think he's a normal human?" Walter sighs. "No..."

"By the way I've locked up his case file in court, turns out Cyrus isn't even his real given name." She explained. "He's been in witness protection program for six years. His actual name is Elyos."

Walter rose from his chair.

"I want to personally meet him."

She copies and pushes a finger at him.

"No, you need to manage pack duties and protect Allison, while I take over for her in the meantime. I got a score to settle with that fucker Vance, and when do you plan to tell those boys?"

Walter mumbled. "Not sure..."

"Make it happen, she doesn't need her stubborn son giving her a heart attack and how are the other Strays doing?"

The Head Alpha expression darkened."It's best you see for yourself Miranda."

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Three cages, three deranged wolves, and a pool of their own blood. Skins peeling off from clawing themselves.

"What the fuck...is wrong with them?"

Miranda looks at the hysterical Strays.

"They've been like that since waking up and harming themselves." Walter explained. "They're just...mindless, no damn human rationality whatsoever."

She shivered seeing it; their tattoos.

"And further examination, all of them have one thing in common; numbers."

She whispered. "Y-you don't think..."

Walter nodded. "Cyrus could be one of them. Let's pray otherwise sister."

"But we made sure to shut down Dad's research lab decades ago, it was the first thing we done after his death. I made sure to burn all the documents."

This was another one of their family's darker secrets, Alexander's hidden research; about werewolf hybridity.

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Author's Note :

Cyrus is the type of person that if he likes honey cake, he likes it with all his heart. Same goes for people, Cyrus knows what he feels for Al is strong that's why he doesn't hold back being affectionate with him.

But he won't settle or tolerate Al's wrong behaviours and will slap it to his face if he's being an asshole.

Sorry this chapter doesn't have any "hardcore" smut in it YEET *shyly pokes fingers together* also um...yeah ehe, I dropped a lot of info on your heads but I'm nervous I won't live up to the hype I'm setting up here, like I said in chapter one author note.

"I have no idea what I'm doing"

Hopefully with support and love I'll pull through and be able to untie my own knots *nervous laugh* also I got a fucking fever while writing.

I'm pretty much swinging this story as I go and I'm currently staying in the mountains for two weeks. Got a baby girl puppy, named her "Budget" so in case I lose her I can yell. "MA! OMG I LOST OUR ONLY BUDGET!"

Shove stars at me?

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