My Atypical Wolf (BL)

311 After Dinner

The dinner went smoothly with most of the conversations being initiated by none other than Melanie herself. And while the awkwardness wasn’t that palpable, no one heard Ashton asking for that favor he was here to ask. By the end of it, Melanie was frustrated that despite the grand meal prepared by her, Ashton didn’t say what he was here to say.

So much so that, after the dinner, she found a moment to corner Ashton herself, “What are you doing?”

“What?” Ashton frowned.

“Didn’t you have something important to ask?” Melanie raised an eyebrow.

“I did.” Ashton nodded. “But it’s too unethical for me to ask.”

“You do realise the consequences you’ll face if you don’t right?” Melanie asked.

“Perhaps, I deserve it.” Ashton shrugged.

“Alright, maybe you do.” Melanie snapped. “But Caleb, after eight years of waiting for you. The children you brought into my home tonight… do they?” Ashton was quiet for a moment before shaking his head no. “Believe me, this situation that you are stuck in, it’s not an easy one. I agree. But you have to do something about it,” she sighed.

“Mel?” George walked in on them talking right at that moment. “Do something about what?” he questioned.

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“Um..the dinner.” Melanie shrugged. George’s brows puckered, “I mean, the food. I was just trying to persuade Ashton to take some of the meal for his family. I cooked way too much than necessary.”

“Oh yeah, you should definitely take some, or else there’s gonna be a lot of waste,” George nodded. “I am sure… your mate and the rest of the family would love it.” he gulped before saying the word ‘your mate’. He was reluctant to name Caleb even till now.

“You know…. If you both insist so much, why not?” Ashton nodded, pursing his lips, while recieving a glare from Melanie. Before their conversation could proceed further, before Melanie could pack the meal, Ashton felt something. As if a trigger in his head went of which caused a sort of mental alarm to go off in his head.

“Someone’s here.” filled with dread Ashton whispered.

“What”? George, who heard him say that, snorted. “Who?”

“I don’t know exactly who, but someone apart from all of us who are here. I can sense it.” Ashton breathed out, terrified at the feeling he was sensing at the moment. “Where are the kids?” He ran off to the living room to see Connor and Ivy going at it in the video game, while Ivy beat Connor brutally which left Connor frustrated. Meanwhile, Carmen was simply enjoying their dynamics.

“See, they are alright.” George shrugged. “Besides if anyone else was here, don’t you think we would sniff them?”

“Really?” Ashton raised an eyebrow. “Do you guys smell me?” he asked.

“You are different.” George was about to argue when he was shot down by Ashton.

“Unfortunately, in this world, I am not the only one who is different. Who possesses this gift.” he sighed. George’s frown deepened in suspicion and confusion, which was soon followed by a sound of a sobbing baby. George hurried back to their baby’s room only to see a muddy coloured giant wolf hovering over their baby Paige. “Paige”! George shouted, absolutely terrified by the scene.

Ashton simply stared at the wolf, whose attention had shifted to him instead, followed by a loud growl directed towards him. “You shouldn’t have come in.” Ashton mumbled. Those words were somehow enough to trigger the muddy wolf to attack Ashton, thus taking him away from baby Paige.

Ashton dodged the sudden attack methodically, and allowed the muddy wolf to follow him outside their house via the cracked window of their living room, shifting mid way to be able to have a fair fight. ‘You killed my brother’ was the first thing he heard when he stepped down. ‘You don’t deserve to be one of us… you deserve to be dead. Everyone you care about’. Those words came out of the wolf, which for Ashton was easier to comprehend once he was shifted.

Ashton knew what this muddy wolf was referring to. From the voice, Ashton could make out that it was a female voice, but moreover, he could see the resemblance it had with the other wolf that Alvaro had killed. That’s right? Alvaro… he must know how to combat these wolves, which made Ashton wonder, should he bring him out. Should he allow Alvaro to fight this battle?

Ashton knew if he allowed that, it would only end in bloodshed, and if he was being hopeful, with the death of this muddy wolf. On the other hand, he didn’t want Alvaro to kill any more that he already had. Amidst his dilemma, he was attacked by the muddy wolf, forcing him to take defense and attack him in return.

After a gruesome fight ensued, they went at each other for a while. Both of them ended up with bruises and multiple abrasions which bled on the bare ground. Ashton was wounded, but he wasn’t mortally wounded; he was close to being one. By that time George and Melanie had covered for the children, ensuring that they stayed away from harm.

While Melanie was keen on joining Ashton for battle, knowing how gruesome this muddy wolf was, George begged Melanie not to jump in. Tired, she linked Christian to inform him of the exchange that was taking place.

As Ashyon caught his breath while being crushed under the muddy wolf he felt himself drifting away. ‘Alvaro,’ he thought. And soon he found a wave of energy washing through him. He was still in control, but he knew it wasn’t only him who was present.

“You want me to kill him?” Alvaro asked.

“...” Ashton hesitated, “Yes”. He declared with much dismay.

Ashton’s (or Alvaro’s?) eyes glowed red in the dark which caused him to raise up, and thus caused the muddy wolf to fall over the other end with a large thud. A loud terrifying growl escaped Ashton’s dark wolf followed by a facial expression that showed nothing but lust for the other’s blood.