7 Meeting him
Looking up and feeling a bit lost for some strange reason.
I saw the small human being carried off by a black-haired female with a long white coat. Her steps were sure, with a straight back and a firm grip on the small human.
I had a sudden urge to tear out her throat but became distracted upon seeing the direction she was walking in. Another male, I thought with a grimace and another extremely beautiful human male at that. For a wolf to admit beauty among sheep it proves how beautiful these males are in my eyes.
The female who held the sleeping small human made a slight bow to the new beautiful male.
I inhaled, startled suddenly upon recognising this scent. It seems… the beautiful male who had covered his face before, is this one I had thought was a new beauty. This… I felt confused by this wondering to myself why I felt as though I had been deceived.
Frowning, I tried my best to stay calm and sort out this strange feeling that suddenly clouded my thoughts.
This male, though beautiful. Nonetheless is still a sheep. He is still prey even though we are similar and I have decided to live--have been forced to live among them.
My emotions calmed, my mind cleared, my heart settled. Looking up, I felt that I can properly endure what is to come.
"Young master, I will take my leave now to further test the newborn."
I heard her say. A small sound left my throat while watching, reaching to rub my chest at the small ache. I heard his curt reply soon after.
"Come with me, you need to be further tested."
I blinked, looking at the female who seemed to have materialised from nowhere. I bent my head slightly to look at the feet of the woman who made a sudden appearance. Gaze on her feet which were encased in flat grey shoes. Rubbing my chest absentmindedly I followed. Not even bothering to eye the beautiful male even though I really wanted to.
A while later I found myself laying on a comfortable bed. I found myself feeling weaker. What was it?
As if to answer me a voice said from the side.
"Though you are healthy you are suffering from slight malnourishment."
Oh, I thought. I should have known better, as a wolf, my diet consists mainly of meat since the collapse of my home and taking care of the child I have not eaten the necessary amount needed... tired, coming to a reasonable conclusion, eyes drooping. I embraced sleep, unable to hold on.
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When next I opened my eyes, I had been transferred to another room. I noticed this because I could distinctly remember it had been much smaller with the design being slightly different... OK; the difference was vast; the sun shone in the room, the bed was bigger and silent... Wonderful-
"You have awakened, you have slept for five days."
The voice forced my once relaxed form to become alert. I felt strange that his scent did not immediately enter my nasal cavity. What even made it worse and embarrassing as a wolf, is that he stood close by looking down at me.
How could a wolf not notice that a male sheep was looking down at it?
A shame.
Worse is even the weight on my chest was being kept stable by him. It was squirming, making small noises. I knew exactly what lay on my chest, so I relaxed. The small thing had a pure scent at the moment but the underlying scent of flame was still present. The small thing made a huffing sound almost like a purr. I mirrored it deeper and louder; the child went still, this was a sign that it had been comforted.
The male above me is much larger than the beautiful male. His looks are not feminine like the previous but more masculine. The scent from him was so subtle that I became slightly confused. The large male above me stared down unblinkingly, eyes as crescent moons tilted slightly, giving him a sort of aloof look focused directly on me.
My nose flared, taking in both the small human and this male's scent, imprinting it in my memory. I did not understand why I had the need to imprint the scent of this male but I subconsciously did it nonetheless.
While doing that I took note of his features: the straight nose, angular jaw, sharp cheekbones, thin yet full lips, though he was not as beautiful as the other human male he still had the aura similar to his own and still had room to grow.
Perhaps it's the reason why I had imprinted on this male is because of his familiar scent? Even so, why is it that I had not noticed him upon waking? The slight feeling of panicked rose, I searched and compared the scents. This one seemed to be cold but still had that burning scent, extremely subtle. the scents were close... like kin, but not like brothers or father yet close enough. Springing up and away from the male, the small human securely held in my arms.
Vigilant I watched the male. He did not move from his position but his lips did.
"You saved him, so my family is in your debt, but it doesn't mean I won't kill you, if you decide to hold my cousin captive."
His voice was low, deadly. Looking at him, I could see he was coiled and ready to attack. Like those young wolves who trapped and ganged up on me, but just like those wolves, he would be broken if he dared.
Curling my lip, I tensed up, preparing myself to retaliate against any sudden move he makes against me.
It was not known exactly how much time passed but after a time with the small human sniffing me while making small noises seeking comfort, I became distracted, lowering my guard.
Rubbing his back and rumbling softly deeply as he settled, my gaze kept this human in sight unwilling to show weakness. I felt that if I did, I'd only suffer.
After a long silence, he spoke, gaze fixed on the small human in my arms.
"My name is Hyuen Pingui. I am the second son from the Pingui patriarch lineage." He paused as if to allow time to recognise both his name and status. That is if being called 'second son', was one. Before continuing. He seemed to let me go, at least for now. "While you slept, he was restless. It seems as though he can only calm when he is by your side. Only because he is close to you that you will live."
Well, this is probably the reason he had not attacked outright.
Thinking about all this now I felt that I had been a naive pup.
With those words, my fate had been sealed. This was the first time I met the second master of the house of Pingui.
After a few tests, the baby cuddled in my arms until I was released.
Flanked by bodyguards dressed in simple dark suits.
I felt out of place; I had passed each test with no problem but the problem with my speech... Should I try when I am not watched?
The male in front of me with his straight back with that dominant aura I followed.
The small human was important. I'd seen him as part of my pack if it was not for him perhaps I'd die from starvation or loneliness at this choice -
This choice was the right one. I will follow because the child is related and there is no way the current me can keep him fully safe and provide all that he needs no matter what comes I will not allow myself to be mistreated again.
"Young master, on behalf of the staff, I wish you a safe trip."
A middle-aged man said, making a half-bow as the human exited while I followed behind inhaling deeply the scent of the middle-aged man's scent as I passed.
So the books were all correct. Money ruled this realm, not power. What stupid beings I laughed to myself while many bowed to the human male as he led the way, each step ever so confident.
Doors slid open, revealing the almost blinding rays from the sun. I struggled not to shy from it.
While the inside was quiet, the sounds from the outside were noisy, close to deafening my sensitive ears.
Distracted, I nearly bumped into the human who had stopped in front of what looked like a stretched limo, wow the real thing! The outside world will be interesting; no longer drooling over images in the books but rather the honour of touching and seeing those things in reality.
The door was opened before I could see the male human I heard his voice, "Young master,"
The 'master' in question moved first after releasing a low hum.
The male human came into view; an immaculately dressed male who greeted the 'master' who after greeting stepped back with his head bowed released the door, proceeding to perform a bow bending his waist, hands at his sides, as the door slowly slid close.
