Behold, my Beloved

Raising his hands slowly, eyes bleeding back to their original color; Paul relaxed his body.



" Sure David, what ever you say bro " Paul said. " I'm cool, I'm cool. " he finished nervously.



David gave a last threatening growl and squeeze to Paul's throat then slowly let go. David's eyes also had gone back to their original color. Davids talons slowly retracted. His hands returning to their normal state.



David huffed and gave Paul a slight shove.



" See that you stay that way. No more shit Paul. I meant what I said. " David stepped back, away from Paul.



Looking toward his two remaining pack members, David tilted his head. Regarding them curiously. David asked " You both ready to hunt?"



Marko and Dwayne, who had remained quiet during the little scuffle, grinned and nodded.



Dwayne, who was the most subdued of the group. Smiled broadly and gave Marko a hefty slap on the back.



" Let's go bro, get ya a fine piece of woman to settle your ass. While we're at it, we'll get Pauly here one to. " Chuckling, Dwayne glanced to Paul.



Snickering at Dwayne's comment, Marko looked over at Paul.



Paul, who hated when the other boys called him Pauly, just scowled. Kicking the stand on his bike, he swung his long, left leg over the back of his bike and dismounted.



The other boys followed his actions and also dismounted.



Gathering together, the boys scanned the people walking along the boardwalk. With an ease that spoke of hundreds of nights of the same ritual, each of the boys mentally started grouping the people they saw.



Paul, as was custom, was picking out all the hot chicks walking by. Dismissing the bottle blonds. Instead concentrating on red heads and brunettes. Unconsciously dismissing girls that were under aged. Even if a lot of them could easily be mistaken for girls in their twenties. Paul didn't question his instincts. He could be a bastard and an asshole. He could even be called a complete monster on an occasion or two, but even Paul had standards. Cradle robbing was definitely not one of them.



Marko on the other hand, looked more for the women who wouldn't give him a second glance or much less talk to him. Women who thought every one else around them was lower than themselves. Marko hated uppity bitches. Couldn't stand them. Marko loved the look of utter disbelief on their faces at that last moment when their eyes started to glaze over. Even when death was claiming them, the shock of reality hitting them full on that they were dieing and no amount of money or high place in society was going to save them. Marko loved that.



Dwayne didn't have a particular group who he searched for. Dwayne wasn't picky. He believed that who ever caught his eye for the moment was fated for the night. Dwayne believed a lot in fate. After all, fate is what brought him to the pack. Fate caused him to lose his human family, but in return, gave him his current one.



David also didn't have a certain group of prey that he looked for. David's scanning of the people walking by was more for potential threat to his pack. David was Alpha. He was teacher, mentor, judge, jury and executioner. He was Senchin, Protector.



David did a final sweep of the crowd. Satisfied, he turned back to the three boys.



" Alright, lets go have some fun " Smirking, David turned and headed off.



The rest of the boys followed. Whooping and hollering. Excited at the prospect of a good night of terrorizing the locals and causing mischief. Feeling superior and untouchable the boys wandered away after their leader.