My Atypical Wolf (BL)

Sebastian couldn’t help but wonder, did Christian really want to go through with this wedding? He didn’t even know whom Christian chose to be his mate but Sebastian couldn’t help but feel that Christian was second guessing himself about this whole thing.

When Christian started to doze off Sebastian finally managed to swipe off the real drink with something a little less alcoholic, “What is wrong with you? Why are you being like this?”

In a dreamy haze Christian replied, “I have always been annoying, remember?”

“Not like this,” Sebastian mumbled. “Christian, whom did you choose to be your mate?” He asked him seriously.

“Why do you care”? Christian snapped.

“I wanna know” Sebastian replied sternly.

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“It’s the daughter of the pack of the head alpha from the Silver Cross Pack. ”

“Wait a sec, it’s a woman?” Sebastian frowned visibly.

“Yepp” Christian mouthed coupled with a sip of his drink.

“Are you out of your mind? Why the hell are you marrying a woman?” Sebastian whisper shouted at Christian.

“Why not? That way we can continue the line. Seems like a perfect solution” Christian admitted.

“What about the fact that you are gay? Can you actually have feelings for her”? Sebastian asked, getting angrier by the minute.

“Shhhh” Christian shushed him before looking around. He smiled before looking back, “It doesn’t matter anymore”.

“I told you numerous times you shouldn’t pick mates at random!” Sebastian sighed exasperated. “Man I have been gone for a month and you created such a mess”.

“It’s not a mess!” Christian insisted with an angry pout. “I am over thirty Seb, I am running out of time.” He mumbled before taking a sip. “I cannot keep waiting for love any longer. I am exhausted” He pouted.

“That’s alright, but do you really think it should be a girl? Choose someone whom you at least have a shot with being happy. This way you will both end up miserable” Sebastian insisted.

“How do you know”? Christian challenged, “The future is not certain. Maybe we will have a perfect life”

“It doesn’t work that way,” Sebastian sighed. “I had a mate whom I didn’t love, and it was awful. Trust me, this is not gonna end well”.

“You” Christian brought his index finger close to his mouth. “You are always being so critical of my choices. But I don’t care! I am getting married” he smiled. “I am GETTING MARRIED” Christian shouted at the top of his lungs earning a cheer from the entire bar and a complimentary drink from the bartender.

Sebastian on the other hand simply shook his head and snatched away the glass from the table and glared at the bartender before looking back at Christian. “Will you stop it”?

“No, I am happy, I won’t stop,” Christian smiled like crazy. “Today I’m going to empty this bar myself”

“That’s it. I am done tolerating this ridiculous behavior” Sebastian declared before dragging him out of the bar and putting him inside his car.

The entire way Christian kept saying stuff like, “Let me go” , “I am not done” or “I need to celebrate” however without paying any heed to Christian’s effortless protests he dragged him away.

“You are clearly miserable. Every time you get overwhelmed you resort to drinking. It’s only engagement and you are already like this, do you really think you can survive the whole marriage?” He asked as soon as Christian was seated in the car. Honestly he wasn’t sure why he was bothering with this drunk man. He was almost 100 percent sure that Sebastian would forget everything the next day.

“Why do you care? Why are you so determined to make me quit this? What do you want” Christian narrowed his eyes and brought his face closer to Sebastian and stared at him suspiciously.

“You are my friend,” Sebastian mumbled. “Of course I care”.

“Friend”? Christian frowned before ending up in a series of laughter. “That’s the problem, I am sick of being your friend, it’s exhausting” He groaned.

“What do you mean?” Sebastian frowned.

“You tell me I am miserable. Who is the reason I am this miserable”? Christian scowled.

“You?” Sebastian guessed after a second. He wasn’t sure whom Christian was trying to shift the blame to. He had a feeling Christian was indicating him, but then again he couldn’t think of any reason why.

“No you! It’s because you refuse to return my feelings!” Christian shouted at him.

Sebastian blinked as his eyes widened at Christian. What was going on? Was he just confessed to? How the hell did he not see this coming? He was pretty good at telling when people liked him. Things like this ran through his mind as he failed to move even a single inch. Meanwhile a heavily drunk Christian seemed to be on the verge of passing out.

“You have... feelings for me?” Reluctantly, Sebastian asked. A part of him knew that if he asked this to the sober Christian he would not get an honest answer.

Christian nodded his head vigorously before saying, “Why won’t I? You’re hot” he gave a crazy smile before saying, “And you’re good at what you do” he mumbled.

Christian opened his mouth to say something else but a lump in his throat prevented him from doing so. Anticipating his next move Sebastian pulled him out of the car and positioned him so that he could vomit properly.

Sebastian rubbed his back as he vomited. Usually, he would be disgusted by this whole thing, but this time my mind was occupied with the thoughts of what he just heard.

Being a popular artist it was not uncommon for him to be confessed. Heck he even met crazy fans who wanted to marry him and still he didn’t let it bother him, but somehow hearing that Christian had feelings for him made him feel... guilty. Guilty for not realizing it sooner, guilty for making the guy in front of him suffer or guilty for not being sure what to do next.