Don't You Wanna Stay?

Adam chuckled. "Lycan's were created as well. Where we came from, I dunno. Some legends say we came from the pits of hell because of our temper. Some say the moon created us. It's complicated. I've been Alpha for hundreds of years and I don't even know where I came from." He chuckled.

"I remember being created. It was a weird feeling," Randy pondered.

John chuckled. "I remember waking up. I was... well, I look 18. I woke up in the forest as a wolf. I phased back a human, freaked out for a good half hour before it all just... came to me." He chuckled. "I don't know who's my creator. But so far, we answer to the moon."

"We don't answer to anyone. Not even God. We have free will, full free will," Randy said. "I was created looking like I do now."

Adam smiled. "So you always were a little sex pot." He chuckled. "And we have are free will to an extent. The pack answers to me, and I answer to the moon. Especially when its full. The Lycan world is a dangerous place. Werewolves and Lycan's are two different things. Remember that. Werewolves will try to kill you." He said.

Randy snorted. "They will fail misrably."

Adam chuckled. "I know that. But you have a weak spot. And they know it. It's a sense they have. They'd go right after your wings."

"They still wouldn't kill me. And I cant retract them whenever I need to," Randy said.

Adam nodded. "Well that's a relief, then. But still. I don't want you anywhere near a werewolf. I know you don't get scared, or hurt. But werewolves are from the pits of hell. I just don't want them anywhere relatively close to you." He sighed.

"Adam, I understand you're protective nature. But when you aren't around, I can protect myself. I've done it for two thousand and ten years," Randy said.

Adam nodded. "Right." He sighed, going quiet. It hurt for Randy to reject his productiveness. He couldn't help it. The overprotectiveness was built into his system. Well, when a werewolf came to attack Randy, Adam didn't wanna hear it. If Randy wanted to protect himself, then so be it. Randy was right. He could take care of himself.

Randy sighed. "I'm not saying that..." he started then sighed. "You know what? Forget it. Can I have my stuff?" he asked and held out his arms.

Adam rolled his eyes. "Here." He muttered, almost throwing the books at Randy before storming down the hall into the classroom, growling at anyone who got in his way. Lycans were emotionally unstable. Randy needed to get used to that.

Randy rolled his eyes. "Fucking jackass," he said before walking in and sitting in a seat in the back of the class by the window.

Adam rolled his eyes as Randy took the seat in the back of the room. "Bitch." He muttered, knowing Randy would hear him. They were called up to present their project, and Adam got up and started to present it, ignoring Randy.

Randy didn't bother to present, just stood there with his arms crossed, looking out the window. He did the work so Adam could present.

Adam finished his project. The bell rang and Adam skipped, going to the beach. He was phased as he laid at on the sand, almost glaring at the waves.

Randy walked to the forest, sighing as he sat under a tree and leaned his head back. He hated fighting with Adam and it happened so often.

Adam sighed. He didn't like fighting, and didn't like making Randy mad or upset. He went into the forest, sniffing out Randy. He found him setting against a tree. He sighed and laid next to him, his wolf head resting on his lap.

Randy placed a hand on Adam's head, though he was fast asleep. His body was relaxed and his face was peaceful.

Adam sighed, closing his eyes and falling asleep, his ears flicking from the noises in the forest.

Randy woke a while later, smiling when he saw Adam. He gently kissed Adam's head between his ears.

Adam's nose twitched a little when he felt soft lips press against his head. His ears flicked in happiness, his tail flopping a little as he slept with his tongue hanging out of his closed mouth.

Randy smiled. "Baby... Wakie wakie," he whispered in Adams ear, stroking his fur.

Adam grunted, turned on his back so his chin was exposed as well as his stomach, not at all wanting to get up.