I shrunk into Vic's side as his Pack leader stared at me. My side that had the worst wound on it was starting to ache as it was being pressed against Vic and the chair I was on, but I didn't care. I held back a whimper, and buried my head in Vic's neck.

"Look at me cat." I heard Vic's Pack leader say. He didn't sound intimidating, but I kept my head buried in Vic's neck. Too scared to do anything, afraid that if I do one wrong move, there will be consequences.

"Kellin, look up please." Vic said softly, running his fingers through my hair. I looked up at him, before moving my head slowly so I was facing his Pack leader.

I no doubt looked like a scaredy cat right now, but that's what I am. I'm basically terrified right now. I had no idea of what Vic's Pack leader will do to me.

"What's your name?" The Pack leader asked slowly.

"K-Kellin Q-Quinn." I stuttered out.

He stared at me for awhile, looking me up and down. "You're Richard Quinn's boy right?" He asked. I nodded. "He exiled his own son." He sighed, shaking his head. "And why is that?"

I looked to Vic for help on this, but he didn't say anything. "W-well, I-I was caught sneaking out at night t-to meet with a werewolf." I said, quietly.

"Were you doing anything else with this werewolf?" He asked.

"N-no. W-we were just t-talking." I stuttered.

He looked over at Vic. Obviously he knew that the werewolf who I was meeting out on no man's land was Vic. I cast a small glance at Vic. He was looking straight at his Pack leader. What he was thinking about, I'm not sure. I felt his grip round my waist tighten, and I left out a hiss of pain, and refrained myself from scratching at Vic to get him to stop, after he didn't loosen his grip. I let out a louder hiss, aimed towards Vic, as his grip tightened even more, but didn't seem to notice as he kept watching his Pack leader.

The wound on my side was really starting to hurt now, possibly even starting to bleed too. Instinct took over me, and I started scratching at Vic's arm, to get him to loosen his grip.

He finally loosened his grip with a yelp of pain, and looked down at me, to see me clutching my side and hissing in pain. His face changed to realization, as he saw me. "Oh Kellin, I'm so sorry." He said, as he let me lean into his side, as the pain subsided a little. He kissed me on the top of my head, and my eyes darted to his Pack leader.

But, to my surprise, he didn't do anything. Just watched us. But, Vic and I have broken the code by showing affection towards each other. Werecats and werewolves aren't meant to mix. Why isn't he doing anything?

"My Pack doesn't believe in the rules that werewolves and werecats cannot be mates." He said. "Some of the wolves in my Pack don't like you cats, but that doesn't matter."

My eyes widened at that. I thought they would believe that werecats and werewolves shouldn't be mates. I've always grown up thinking it was wrong. But here, they don't care. Then again, us werecats are pretty strict on sticking to the code.

"The only thing is this though." He continued. "Even though we believe that werewolves and werecats can become mates, we don't agree on them baring children together." He said. "We believe that the child must be a creature of one kind. Not two."

I didn't have a problem with that. I can bare children, but I don't necessarily want any. But, the thought of me carrying Vic's pups, or kits, depending on which will be more dominant, is something that I found to be wanting. But, I don't know how strong my feelings are for Vic, and I don't know how strong his feelings are towards me. I don't even know if I can say that I love him, but there is definitely some sort of feelings towards him.

I looked over at Vic, to see him watching me. What he's thinking, I don't know. He pushed my hair to the side, staring into my eyes. I think I saw some emotion flash in his eyes, but I couldn't be sure. But, as he stared into my eyes, a strange feeling occurred in my stomach. Not one to make me want to throw up. But more like a nervous feeling, or butterflies flapping round inside my stomach.

He looked away, turning towards his Pack leader, but I never took my eyes off him. He started talking to him, but I wasn't listening. I was too preoccupied with just staring at Vic. I probably look like some shivering statue right now. I was being perfectly still, except for the occasional shivers running up my back.

I let my mind run wild with dreams of Vic and I together. There was a chance that the two of us could be together, even if we didn't have children. I could see us hunting together as mates and growing old with each other. It seemed perfect. Too perfect in fact.

I let out a meow in surprise as I was pulled out of my daydreaming by Vic shaking my shoulders slightly. "Kellin? You okay?" He asked. "You zoned out for awhile."

I blinked a couple of times, and looked at him. "I'm fine." I said, quietly. "Just sore and tired."

He nodded, turning to his Pack leader. "Arthur, is it okay I take Kellin back to my room and let him rest?" He asked.

"Sure." He said.

Vic then helped me up and I leaned into his side. We then walked over to the door slowly, but turned as Arthur, Vic's Pack leader, stopped us. "Oh Vic." He added. "I know you've formed feelings for this cat, and there's no where else he can stay here, so he can stay in your room with you."

Vic just nodded, then turned back to the door. I saw him smiling as he helped me out of the room and down to his room. "How you feeling kitten?" He asked, as we walked slowly down to his room.

I blushed slightly at the nickname and shrugged. "I'm okay I guess." I said. I looked up at him to see him smiling down at me.

"Well, I don't know about you." He said, as we got to his room. "But I wanna try this thing out. Us being mates that is." I giggle slightly as he leaned down and kissed my nose. "What do you think?" He asked.

"I'd love to try it." I said, smiling.

"Great." He smiled, leaning down more to kiss me on the lips. I didn't bother trying to stand on my toes to help him, as my wounded leg was really starting to ache. Plus, he's not that much taker than me.

He picked me up, and carried me into his room, and layed me down on the bed. I felt exhaustion wash over me, as Vic pulled the covers up over me. He kissed my forehead, and I snuggled up under the blankets. "Just rest kitten." He whispered, brushing his fingers through my hair. I let out a purr as he did so, and he just awed at me.

He then left me alone, promising he'll be back soon, and I ended up falling asleep, snuggled up under the blankets in his bed.