5

Brian

We all got out of the car, to plan our day. "Okay, so what's the plan?" I asked, leaning against the SUV. "I'm meeting up with my friend from school." Greg said. "Friend of school?" I questioned in confusion, and as they say speak of the devil and he shall appear.

"Greg!" Shouted a person I didn't know which was odd, I knew all of Greg's friends or so I had thought. "Jordan, man how have you been?" Asked Greg giving him a brief hug.

I cringed at the other guy's scent. He was standing close to Greg, way too close for my liking. "Don't forget that we need to meet by the car at around four pm." I said, ignoring the presence of the other guy. Greg nodded before walking away with his friend.

"Okay, who's next?" I asked with a sigh. "Uh, Luther and I have some things we need to buy." Eric said, earning a nod from me. They sensed my change in mood, I guess. "Don't forget the meeting time." I said after them as they walked away.

"Okay, what about you?" I asked Aaron, I was a bit angry, trying my best to keep my temper in check. I was temperamental with a dangerously short temper. It was hard keeping it in check and being a younger werewolf made my anger explosive.

He quickly shook his head as though he had the ticking of my timebomb like anger. "Let's just go." I huffed in annoyance, dragging him to multiple clothing stores.

There really wasn't any therapy like retail therapy. There was something in buying a bunch of clothes that I will never wear because I prefer Greg's clothes that relaxed me and put me at ease. Especially if it's buying said clothes with Ian's money.

Ian was wealthy, naturally. I was not afraid to spend his wealth. Being the Alpha's son was sometimes a blessing. Emphasis on the sometimes.

Aaron was mostly following me around as I bought a bunch of clothes, we did get to know each other a bit though. He was kind of a fun guy to be around, making bits of jokes whenever he could to ease my seething anger. He was also one of the best racks I ever had.

As opposed to Greg who was mostly useless in holding my bags, Aaron was way better. He rarely complained about how heavy they were, protecting them as though they were the most important things on earth. Which they were.

I dragged him to the counter to pay for the last of my things. As I was paying my phone rang. I rolled my eyes as Ian's caller id flashed on the screen. I asked Aaron to look after my things while I went to answer my phone.

"Hello?" I asked with an annoyed sigh.

"Don't you dare hello me. You're literally burning my money there!"

"Please lower your voice before you cause my eardrum to burst and besides how can it be literal if there's no fire involved?"

"Are you okay? You sound angry. Is it Greg?"

"It's nothing, dad. Don't worry about it. I'm coming back home soon."

"Are you sure? You can continue your therapy retail if you feel like it."

"It's retail therapy and I'm sure. I'll be home soon."

I hung up with a sigh and went to look for Aaron along with my things. Ian spoilt me a bit too much. It was sometimes overwhelming how he was ready to burn down the earth to find who upset me. I was grateful, trust me I was but sometimes I wanted to fight my own battles. I wanted to figure things on my own.

"Hey, have you seen that angry, strong guy?" I asked the cute cashier.

"No, sir but he gave me your bags." I took them and winked at him which caused him to blush.

He was about Eugene's height if not taller. He had tan skin, grey eyes and a flop of white hair set atop his head.

Guess he plays for the same team as mine which was no surprise. I was a homosexual magnet with me being a flaming homosexual. "Hey, sweetie. Mind giving me your numbers?" I asked, handing him my phone did this to spite Greg for leaving me alone for that John guy.

Using people was bad, I knew that but Greg made me angry and besides who doesn't want new friends? Hatred and anger gave me the boost I needed to meet and talk to new people. I was that petty. And pettiness and spite were the mothers of motivation.

"No, not all." He said with a soft smile, saving his numbers in my phone. "I'll text you." I said, winking once more before making my way to the food court. I bought three large pizzas before making my way back to the car. I checked the time, it was ten minutes past four pm.

None of the people I came with were showing any signs of showing up time. I drove away leaving those idiots behind. They'll make a plan since we only took one car. I reminded each and everyone of them of the meet up time, guess they didn't take it into account that I really meant we have to meet by the car around four pm.

I arrived home, dodging Kyle's invasive questions as I took my things to my bedroom. I then kicked off Greg's shoes and fell asleep.

I woke up to angry people surrounding me, a rude awakening if you asked me. "What the heck, Brian? Why did you leave us?" Greg questioned in shock.

"Get the fuck out of my room." I said, sitting up. I had more pressing matters to deal with than to explain the consequences of their actions. Aaron, his Beta and Gamma made their way out of my room, leaving Greg and I alone.

"What is that smell on you, did you hook up with John?" I asked, grimacing. I despised John's scent, it was too strong, carrying the god awful smell of overpowering lust that made me dizzy. It smelled horrible and it tainted Greg's lovely scent.

"His name is Jordan and yes." replied Greg with a brief shrug. "Really Greg, you hooked up with him?" I asked, shaking my head in disappointment.

"Yes, Brian. I hooked up with him. You will find your mate then what? Just let me do what I please. You don't know what it feels like to be mateless!" He shouted, I cocked my eyebrow at him.

"I know that, Greg. I know I will never know that pain. But that doesn't mean you should hook up with every person you know." I said, throwing my hands up in surrender. "Coming home with different scents of lusts clinging to you smells disgusting." I said, gagging a bit.

"Like right now, step away from me." I said, plugging my nose with my fingers. "I won't sit by and let you act reckless. What you meet someone and they mark you in the heat of the moment?" I asked, crossing my arms against my chest. "What about their mate? Do you want them to feel the pain you feel?" I asked, angry at how selfish he was acting.

A werewolf who hadn't found their mate could mate with a Lonewolf. The effects of that however were not worth the risk. Their mate would feel the pain of a werewolf who had lost their mate through death. Other effects included the Lonewolf's certain person dying.

The werewolf and Lonewolf's mating was to not last more than ten months with the werewolf dying on the eleven month of the mating. It was the reason most Lonewolves preferred being alone. It was simply not worth the pain.

"You have no idea how painful this is, I know I'm going to lose you and that hurts. So, stop pretending like you know what I'm going through." He said with a sigh.

"Greg, I never pretended like I know what you're going through. How do you think I felt when the Elder said I was your certain person? I was scared of finding my mate and they separate me from you."

"You were?" He asked a little shocked, "I always thought that the only reason you were hanging out with me was because you were feeling pity for me." He replied in a whisper with his head hung low.

"You're my lone wolf and you belong to me and no one else."

"Actually you're mine since I'm a dom." He said, pulling me in a hug. I cringed pushing him away, don't touch me while smelling like that John guy." I said, making my way to the door.

"Greg?" I asked, he hummed in response. "Go take a bath." I asked, gagging a bit once more. He chuckled and went to the bathroom. "When you're done there's pizza downstairs!" I yelled, making my downstairs. I had some explaining to do.