Hunter POV

Why did he do it again.. Was he some kind masochist ? Did he enjoy getting beat up? Is that why he kept on making me angry?

These thoughts filled my head as I laid on my bed. It didn't make sense. Heck nothing about him made sense. If it were me, I would have outed me along time ago, knowing how much my dad loved him. Sometimes I even think, he secretly wished he was his son instead of me. I saw the way he looked at Drew with eyes of admiration and love, eyes that he never looked at me with. How he would praise Drew for every tiny thing he did and yet with me, he was always so harsh and stern. I knew he loved me, he told me often, and yet I knew it was not the same kind of love he had for Drew. So why hadn't Drew told him already? He could saved himself if he had had opened his mouth by now.

The entire pack dotted on him, probably because he grew up without his mother after she was murdered when he was baby. Always saying he was the sweetest kid in the pack with a heart of gold. That despite the harshness he had to go through without a mother, he still grew up to be a good kid. That he always put others before him and that would make him the greatest Beta we ever had. And yet, even with all this support he had, he still never uttered a word of anything I did to him and always made up stupid excuses.

I on the other hand, had a completely different reaction to seeing him the first time. I remember going to his house with my father to meet our future Beta. I remember the first thought on my mind was me wondering why he was so small compared to me, since Alpha wolves and Beta wolves weren't that far off in size. My father told me, he size was due to him being a rare kind of wolf among our kind. One that could have pups just like my mother could. Meaning that his mate was bound to be a male.

But all that was bullshit because all the other pack members who were wolves of his kind weren't as tiny as him! And when I saw him always so clingy to that asshat Elliot, for some reason I always only experienced rage when I saw him.

I turned to my side as I pulled out my phone, thinking about how he had to run those laps, knowing he would probably pass out by the third one, given how weak he was.

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Drew POV

"You really didn't have to do this with me Jake" I said as I struggled to run my fourth lap.

The Alpha was kind enough to give me ten laps given my asthma when he usually gave everyone else fifty laps as punishment. Elliot however, was let off the hook since his father wanted him to help with an operation despite how he pleaded with him to run the laps with me. He was insanely bright and had begun his studies to be a doctor at the age of thirteen when he told his father he had no intention of becoming a warrior wolf.

His father was not going to hear any of what he said and forced him to assist with the operation. Apparently one of the warriors drove a steel rode through his thigh by accident and it rusted inside.

"It's cool, I get to to do extra laps." He said nudging me as he ran next to me in a very slow pace, to accommodate me.

Jake was very my close cousin who is two years older than me, yet he was more like a brother than anything else. When my mother died my Uncle came to our pack land since he was mated to the Alpha of a neighboring pack, to help my dad raise me for a while bringing little Jake with him. Jake and I spent most of our childhood together until he had to move back leaving me all alone since my Uncle could not handle being away from his mate for too long.

When Jake first shifted into his wolf he begged my Uncle to let him join our pack so he could be with me all the time. I suppose you could say we were closer than brothers since he was the only boy among his siblings and I had none.

I felt as though my chest was going to burst. Like literally burst. My throat was burning, as the sweat dripped down my forehead.

This is that stupid bastard's fault!

"You know, this little war between you two has to stop some day. You're both going to lead us soon and sure he can be a rude bitch sometimes, but he's not all that bad when he shuts up." Jake said as he ran beside me, looking totally calm as if he was taking a stroll.

I only the other hand, looked like I'd fallen into a puddle on the side of the road and decided to hitch back home.

I obviously could not tell Jake that Hunter was more than a rude bitch in fact, he was sadistic asshole

Due to my constant covering of his ass every time he decided to aim his uncontrollable anger at me, no one really knew what he did. Or that he was so against Elliot and I for some unknown reason. There were times when he was tolerable and would say a few decent words to me, and yet when Elliot walked in, it was like he morphed into someone else.

"I mean he's your age and all which is totally weird, but I mean, he isn't that bad looking." He added, trying to hide his earlier comment.

Like me, Jake was also openly gay given the fact that he was also a rare wolf . Pretty much all the boys in our pack eyed him out where ever he went. Some with envy, others with lust clearly wanting him. However he wasn't thin like me, or weak like me. Quite the contrary, he was tall and muscular for a seventeen year old. No one would even guess that he could have babies.

Bless his Alpha genes!!

"Well I suppose if you're into anything with two human legs" I said, resisting the urge to bang my head into a wall, and knowing the pervert that he was I wouldn't be surprised if he found a wolf attractive.

Seriously! How could anyone find that crazy asshole even remotely good looking?

" Why all the hate hmmm.?" he asked with that devilish smirk of his.

"Like I said, he's not appealing to me. In any sense. And besides, wouldn't it be weird to find my Alpha attractive?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Bullshit! See how many people give Alpha Malcom the eyes. I mean that man is one hot piece of -"

"EWWW! Jake! Gross stop talking ew! He's like our father" I answered with wide eyes watching him laugh at me before he smirked evilly at me.

" Oh don't think I don't see how he looks at little precious Drew. His eye practically light up when he sees you!" He added on making me gasp in horror as I ran toward him aiming to punch him.

"Oh oh oh, my favorite is him giving you only ten laps when he gives everyone else fifty. Of course he can't tire out his precious little Drew!" He yelled as he laughed and ran away from me with me yelling and chasing him.

"Or, how he gave you that loving speech about believing in you in front of everyone after your Dad told you off! Now that was something" He added as his laughs echoed across the field

I chased him while he laughed and continued to utter his perverted statements about Alpha Malcom as he ran away from me, which I regretted soon after since I couldn't catch my breath and ended up collapsing on the floor. I slumped down on the floor in defeat when I realized that I had two more laps. I was literally dead at this point. I couldn't even move a limb.

I saw Jake bend down in front of me, and patting his shoulders indicating for me to get on. I raised my eyebrow in a what are you doing kind of way.

"Come on, I'll carry you the rest of the way. It's my fault you lost what little energy you had left. Beside, Alpha Malcom said to do ten laps right. He didn't exactly say you had to run them"

I smiled and got onto his back. He lifted me up like he wasn't even carrying anything on his back at all, and started jogging.I laid my head on his back as he jogged around the field.

"Elliot's leaving soon , isn't he?" He asked as he walked, coming to a stop wheh he completed the laps.

Everyone had known that Elliot would leave the pack-lands to do his training and become a proper doctor. It was something he wanted to do even when his father told him that all he needed to know about werewolves could be taught to him here. He however, said he wanted to be much more than just a pack doctor. It did come as a surprise to most that he would be getting it at such an early age, but I suppose he was just insanely clever and bright.

Somehow I thought that if I didn't think about it, then it wouldn't happen. But the reality was, that he was going to leave me for a whole three years. His father wanted him to study at the university in the city. Meaning he would have to stay there until he was done, but that didn't mean he couldn't visit right?

When I'd asked him about it, he replied that he would come back when I turned eighteen. When I reached my mating age he would come back and we could finally be together. I suppose he was as sure as I was that we were mates.

"Yeah, he's leaving next week" I said, as I struggled to hold back what I was feeling.

"Hey, don't worry, you still have me bro" he said as he put me down. He ruffled my hair and laughed when I sent him a glare.

"You're really too cute for your own good" he said as threw his arm around my shoulder and dragged me to my house that I would now be sharing with him since he refused to return to his pack.

As we walked and laughed, I turned my head towards the bush and caught sight of those deep blue eyes, watching me.

What the hell was he doing here?

I felt myself stiffen and slowly tremble just by seeing him. Jake must have felt this because he looked down and asked me..

"Bro, you okay?"

"I'm fine.. just cold."

"Yeah, you're drenched, and you stink" he said sniffing me while he laughed.

"I do not " I said pinching him.

We laughed and walked on, I looked back to glance one more time, but they were no where to be found...

Was I imagining.. I could've sworn I saw the bastard..