Call My Name, Breathe Life Into Me

Up till now, Drake had seemed confident and in control. But it was the way she was staring at him that made him suddenly uncomfortable. It wasn't that he wasn't happy with the way he looked- far the hell from it- but he'd spent so many centuries Hell bent on revenge that he hadn't taken a person moment for himself. He had refused to allow himself to become distracted. But seeing her now, her skin glowing with sweat, he felt a desire deep within him stir unconsciously and quickly snapped himself out of it. Nudity had never bothered Drake. As the Original werewolf, he'd seen thousands of weres shift in and out. Seeing someone naked no longer bothered him, same with exposing himself to others. It was just something he did, like eating or changing clothes. But he found himself drawn to watching her pull her clothes on, the way her body moved and the care free way she seemed to show herself. When she turned back around, he averted his eyes, finding, instead, somewhere he could sit down. He'd have to shift back if they were leaving just to get back to his clothes. 

"Well, I just happen to have such an arsenal up my sleeve. I plan to destroy the Magi and take this city for my own. Only then will I branch out. Magi do not belong in this world and must be destroyed." His hands clenched into fists as he stared at a spot on the wall opposite of him, anger apparent on his face. He'd never forgive the Magi that cursed him in his wolf form. He could have spared the Magi who offered him the moonstone but past experiences made him hate them all and he'd enjoyed ripping the man apart. 

But his anger quickly disappeared as he turned his face back towards her, a smile curling the corners of his lips. "It's a tavern. It's werewolf owned and operated and she's been putting up homeless werewolves for awhile now. She just happens to be a part of our pack. It's nothing much yet, but hopefully it'll change in the future."

That was a term he didn't hear much anymore. Your Highness At some point, he'd forgotten he'd once been a human prince. Probably started when his mind had shifted more beast than human. But, the term still sounded right and Drake couldn't help the smirk that crossed his face. She moved away from him, most likely ready to move on. He only paused for a moment before he grasped the moonstone pendant and pulled it off from around his neck. In a moment, a large black wolf replaced his form and he picked the moonstone up in his mouth and followed after her.

She stopped in the doorway that led outside and Drake pushed past her to the outside, his black form instantly melting into the shadows of the building. He retraced his steps easily, following his own scent trail. He only looked back once to see if she was following. After accepting him as her Alpha, Drake doubted she'd stray from him or run off but there was always that once chance. Either way, he kept going. It was almost morning. Though the sun hadn't yet peeked over the horizon, the birds were getting an early start. Already, their morning songs echoed from tree to tree and even from some of the overhangs of buildings. There were even a few pigeons getting a head start on the morning bugs. They scattered as he jogged through them, hollering down their indignity from a rooftop.

Finally, he found the alley he'd started in that night and he quickly routed out his clothes. He dropped the moonstone, nosed it back over his neck and shifted, pulling his clothes on. The scent of blood in the alley was still strong and he had concentrate to keep it out of his head. He might be in human form but his mind was till strongly connected to the wolf and he didn't want to lose himself now, not when he was taking her to see Cam.

So could I. But it wasn't exactly the breakfast she had in mind that he wanted. He kept the thought to himself, however. There would be a time when he could shift back and go hunting and now wasn't that time. He had to remember that he was able to turn human again and he needed to concentrate on pulling together a pack versus running off into the woods and never looking back. He'd worked this hard to get where he was and he had no intentions of going back. By sheer luck, he even had a base of operations now, from which to work out of all thanks to Cam. He could almost see his entire plan coming together. He situated the moonstone back under his shirt and out of view before he walked up beside her, lighting a cigarette and blowing out the smoke before he sighed with relief. It was a dirty habit he picked up since moving to America and was surprised how easily it helped suppress the wolf instincts that constantly plagued his mind.

"Not sure what Pam serves. I'm sure she has some sort of breakfast. After all, she houses quite a few of the pack in the rooms upstairs but I can guarantee a nice "brewski", as you say." He tapped her lightly on the shoulder and nodded his head towards the alley entrance as if to tell her to follow him. The city was certainly a different scene at night than it was during the day. Already, even though the sun had just risen, the streets were filled with cars and the sidewalks populated with Bluetooth wearing business workers. At night, this area was usually plagued by drug addicts and gang bangers. Lucky for Drake, he seemed to blend into either society and when he stepped out onto the sidewalk, no one gave him a second glance. He got a few more puffs out of his cigarette before he flicked it onto the curb where it smoldered in the debris. He smirked, however, at her next comment as an unwanted image of Roxy in a server's outfit popped into his mind and he couldn't stop the words from flowing from his mouth. "Those that live at Cam's work for their stay. IF you don't want to work for your stay, you're more than welcome to stay with me."