The war came to an end and with it the counting of the damages, all the packs of the world are at peace, friends and enemies, but for the lawyer Fernando Arau Solís, ignorant of the war who unintentionally participated in helping the Lycaón, the work is not over yet, he does not know why, but Darío and his brother disappeared from the face of the earth and he is now the safe guard of their properties until a certain Calix Lycaón claims them as his own or some relative with the surname Lycaón. Fernando sees his boss's office at the Hacienda de Aldama, Chihuahua for the last time, inspects for the last time that everything is intact, locks the office, walks through the large building that could be seen with the naked eye that was occupied by a large number of people, it is already night in Aldama and it is winter, it begins to rain, he goes out to the porch to feel the cold and the rain turns into sleet to give way to the snow, the blond although it was not his first snowfall it had been years since he saw it snow goes out to receive the first snowflakes, a grunt takes him out of his happiness, he turns to the right and bright yellow eyes are directed towards him, his legs do not react and the pain in them does not let him move either. A man of his height with black hair lunges at him and when they fall to the ground, his attacker does not stop hitting his face.
A precise shot ended the life of Fernando's attacker. Cristian approaches the blond, makes a face of disapproval, he has done it to his shoulder and goes out at full speed with his people to help him.
—Will father be saved?
—Let's hope so, the white one is strong. —He turns to look at Fernando— You have to live, pup, don't give up.
Five months have passed, Darío arrives at the villa after his long stay in Sonora and he does not arrive alone, when Secundina sees Fernando he screams with joy and runs down the stairs, he does not think twice to hug him and kiss him on the cheeks, he reciprocates the gesture, the blond of one meter ninety dressed in jeans, black tennis shoes, a gray t-shirt, a black cap does not stop giving kisses on the forehead to his friend, seeing each other after so much time was a relief for her while for Elián it was his nightmare come true, it is true that he was sure of himself almost never showed possessiveness, but the history of those two caused him some discomfort not to say jealousy, that jealousy makes his alpha scent flood the hall, making Darío pretend to get between them.
—Three months already.
*coyotas? Which ones?
Elian's office.
The Greek invites the Mexican to sit down, offers him a glass of liquor which he gladly accepts, downs it in one gulp, which leaves the black-haired man perplexed, he pours again, repeats the action three more times, on the fourth time Fernando leaves his glass on the desk.
He stands up and goes to the window, sees through it, in the garden children playing, Elián respects his silence, drinks from his glass studying the blond, Fernando turns his gaze to the Greek and stops looking at him, takes off his cap, t-shirt leaving the back bare, Elián almost chokes on what he sees, the Mexican's green gaze turns watery making an effort not to cry, his hands begin to tremble he brings them to his face unable to control his crying and desperation any longer.
—I went to the hacienda in Aldama, I had to secure everything, I went out to see the snow, a grunt, a strange man... his eyes turned a bright color... I swear I wanted to run when I saw him change, when I least expected it he had him on top of me, "your punishment for helping Elián," I remember that I struggled, but nothing could be done against him, I no longer knew about myself until I woke up in Kino with the Buitimeas.
Editado: 15.09.2025