𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 ⸙

2.44༊*·˚

Through the day, Zayn phoned northern packs who all agreed that they would start questioning any Rogue wolves who stormed through their territory.

Some packs were more eager to be violent towards the Rogues. Zayn was glad Liam wasn't in his office to hear what they had in store for captured them.

Zayn knew better than to question another Alpha about their methods, but he would take a calmer approach and capture Rogues for questioning, nothing else. Old Zayn would have loved to watch them squirm under his gaze, or even a clawed paw.

When he was done phoning packs, he searched for his mate to stop his mind from spiralling in his lonely office. Every time he passed his mother's bedroom, he paused just to catch her scent.

He hoped she could come home soon, though he doubted she would be back for months.

He followed Liam's scent through the building and of course, up to the attic. He opened the creaky wooden door and peered up the narrow staircase to the library.

Liam's sweet scent met his nose and Zayn ran fingers along fairy lights that wrapped around the bannister.

Liam's humming was bliss to his ears. Zayn took his shoes off next to Liam's passive aggressive note about not making the floors dirty. Zayn looked around, but Liam wasn't in his immediate view, so he tiptoed towards the many rows of bookshelves.

Zayn once thought Liam would only need a bookshelf or two, but he ploughed through books faster than Zayn could get through one chapter. Now, Liam had eight bookshelves stretching through the large attic Zayn found Liam on the step ladder
ladder with one leg over the top step.

He had a book in each hand and was reading the blurbs. Zayn adored his small concentrated frown, and the tip of his tongue that sometimes peeked from his lips when he focused.

Liam hadn't seen his boyfriend lingering by the narrow space between bookshelves. He was too invested in what he was reading, so when Zayn smirked to himself and yelled "Liam!" in his best bold Alpha voice, Liam's spirit almost left his body.

The books flew from his grip and he leapt from the tall stepladder. Liam tried to cling on but missed.

"Shit" Zayn hissed, hurrying to catch him.

Liam's head thumped Zayn's shoulder before he was caught in Zayn's strong arms. Liam clutched onto him with a breath trapped in his lungs.

They looked at each other with big round eyes. Zayn then smirked again. "Startled?"

"Just a bit!"

Zayn lowered Liam's feet to the floor and aggressively clasped his round cheeks. "I have a job for you."

"Other than making me fall to my death?"

"You were 3 feet above the floor."

"Yeah well." Liam scrunched his nose and held Zayn's waist, "that would've hurt."

"Good thing I caught you then." Zayn ruffled his brown wavy hair before connecting fingers around the back of Liam's neck. He leaned closer, and his eyes locked on Liam's lips. "So, this job."

"What is it?" Liam subconsciously leaned into him.

"I phoned the Alpha of the Blade Pack earlier, the one with the human mate. She was fine with you talking to her mate about the bond."

"Really?" Liam's eyes gleamed.

"Yes. We can do that now... unless you're busy with your books? Or not in a talking mood?"