Angelo bit his lip in worry. You're stronger than him. You're hombre-lobo. He is just… Max.
Max sneered at the last remark, chuckling as he rounded up people for his side of the team.
Habiki played hard, racing away from Max every time. He never gave max the chance to pinn him. Afterward he went to his locker, sliding his shirt off
Max tried his best not to appear like he was deliberately chasing after Habiki, but would try to pin him if he got close. After the scrimmage ended, he walked siltently behind the other, then "accidentally" ran in to him as he undressed. "Oh, sorry about that."
Habikis eyes narrowed, his pheromones becoming hostile. He put on his shirt and slid his skates off.
Max started to change as well, tossing his shirt to a nearby bench as she checked his hair in the mirror. "So how are things with you and Angelo? He seems a bit.. protective and a little clingy recently."
" it's alright. " He said while sliding his sweats off and stretching his sore legs.
Max looked back, smirking. "Has he gotten a taste of that yet?"
" taste of what?" He asked sharply.
"You know what I mean…" He said slyly, chuckling to himself as he put on a new shirt
" I'm a bottom." He flushed lightly and slipped his pants on.
Max laughed. "Of course…" He fixed his hair again, staring into the mirror while discreetly looking back at Habiki. "You know, I happen to be a top myself."
Habiki flinched a bit. " Oh.. okay?" He said, finally realizing him and max were completely alone.
Max titled his head, walking closer to Habiki. "How much do you like Angelo, really… Because I know of someone else who would be much better."
" really, I highly doubt that," he said ignoring the first question.
Max chuckled. "You didn't answer me, hotshot." He leaned in closer to the other
Angelo felt like Habiki had been in the locker rooms for much too long… then he looked around and noticed Max was missing too. Frantically, he grabbed his crutches and made his way to the lockers
" back up max," he said, his pheromones only growing strong.
Max leaned in more, fighting the urges to leave that the pheromones gave him. "Answer me, and maybe I'll leave you alone."
" yes, I love Angelo a lot.i doubt there's anyone else who feels the same. "
Max grinned, leaning further into Habiki until their waists touched, brining a hand behind the other's head. "Really? Because I might have someone in mind…"
Angelo was almost there, huffing as he made his way down the hall
" get off" he growled. Though the tug on connection to Angelo weakened a bit. He tried to move, pushing against max to get wiggle room.
Angelo walked in at that moment, face turning red with anger as he threw his crutches to the ground and stomped up to Max. The alpha grabbed his teammate by the shirt, shifting slightly as his appearance grew more wolfish
"I TOLD YOU, DON'T FUCKING TOUCH HIM!!"
Habiki yelped, cowering. " Stop! The both of you!" He said
Angelo stopped growling, still holding Max in the air as he looked to Habiki and cocked his head.
" please! " He whimpered habiki was shaking. Trying his hardest not to run. Course.. that failed
Angelo dropped Max as the boy panted with fear, scurrying to the corner. Angelo then ran after Habiki on all fours, still in the form of a gigantic werewolf. "HABIKI! WAIT!"
Habiki hid. His mind racing. He couldn't stop crying, shaking like a leaf this is my fault!
Angelo crashed through the arena, following Habiki's scent. It wasn't before long that he senses the omega's fear. Habiki…. It's not your fault! Please come back!!
Habiki gave it a moment of thought before coming from his hiding place. He watched as the bigger wolf came up to him " Angelo..I..I. "
Angelo stared at the terrified Habiki, then down at his monstrous clawed hands. What have I done? he slowly started to shift back, breathing heavily with fear as he looked around the arena. What have I done?!
Habiki rushed to hug Angelo you saved your omega.. he thought as e nuzzled I to the other. He knew this might make max mad, and the fact that only he was watching rose tomorrow..
