The smell of blood hindered his senses, annoying him even further through-out this whole journey. He did not know the man behind him, but his scent was familiar enough to him that.. he could fill in the missing pieces of the puzzle to this story. He tried his best not to let his imagination explore that territory, that was something he just could not even handle right now. Right now, his only thought was how much he loathed his torturous being behind him.
For weeks now, Elias had not let Kane out of his sight. He hardly let him sleep, hardly let him rest... the days were spent traveling and on a rare occasion, hunting- but even that was few and far between after Kane's last attempt to get away from Elias. Kane was no puppy anymore, but at barely two he was no match for a scarred up, veteran fighter like his captor. He was also bulkier, his barreled chest wider and more of a drag as opposed to Elias' lean body-type. Elias outran him with surprising speed during their last hunt, where Kane had attempted to get away. Elias held on to his neck so strongly, Kane thought surely the man was going to snap it. It still hurt to move, his muscles whined from their puncture wounds and bruising every time Kane even tried to look around... why didn't Elias just end it all right then?
It wasn't until territory started to seem vaguely familiar that he realized he was back in Boreas and not Auster. Something told him that Elias was returning him to Zuriel, and when they finally arrived at the border of Lirim.. his suspicions were confirmed. This was a rescue mission? This wasn't enslavement...? Why didn't Elias just tell him? Was all this stress and forced captivity necessary..? Kane looked at the man at his flank, his singular and red gazing ruby narrowed with agonizing frustration, burning through the gray wolf with a seething rage. It wasn't a long stare, though, as his neck screamed at him for holding such a posture. He looked back ahead of him and tried his best to make of the situation what he could. He was so confused as to what to feel in this moment, but his heart yearned to at least see the faces of his family while he was here.
It was almost embarrassing, to be honest. He had been gone for so long, in search of his brother.. never once able to find him. He felt too ashamed to return home after the months that had transpired, after the scars he'd collected... he denied himself his own happiness and home. Now, a stranger forced him to comply with the use of violence.. in order to make him face what he wanted the most? What was this? It wasn't long before the booming, yet raspy from dehydration, howl nearly sent him out of his skin. His ears shot back as Elias called the pack, and all he could do was wait with his unruly heart fiercely beating against the bars of its cage.
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