Title: Wolf Pack
Chapter Title: The Warning
Author: Baby Blues
Disclaimer: Not mine, but the story is.
Summary: Angelus runs into Buffy and her friends in the park the following night. A confrontation occurs between the lone wolf and the over protective young males of the pack.
Dedication: To the people who invented the twinkies, you have made Nick's life so much more better . . . if not healthier. Lol
~Spike: Are you all right, luv?
~Buffy: I don't need you to protect me.
~Angelus: That's right . . . You're a big girl, aren't you?
Buffy swung lazily on a swing in the jungle gym of a small park the next night. Her thoughts were on a particular werewolf that she had been thinking about since getting back home the night before.
Whoever he was, his handsome face still lingered clearly in her mind, and the feel of him on top of her infused her body with growing warmth that began from her stomach and ended at the tips of her fingers. A never ending cycle that continued whenever she saw his dark eyes in her head.
Her friends were scattered around. Xander was trying earnestly to swing on the monkey bars with Kendra rolling her eyes at him. Oz and Willow sat on the slide, embracing each other as they enjoyed the quiet night with their Mother Moon shining down her light upon them. Cordelia sat on the swing next to Buffy while Spike took other one besides her. Faith, being the daredevil that she usually was, balanced on the high beam that held the swings.
Everything was quiet, and they all enjoyed it. The tranquility the night offered a soothing balm to their souls. It showed that their Moon Goddess was watching over them, healing them in a time of broken hopes and dreams.
"Everyone went out into the woods," Willow said, finally breaking the silence that had enveloped them all.
"The battle's two days away," Oz added, "Everyone's getting antsy."
"I've smelled more markings of wolves out in the woods than I have on Faith," Cordelia smirked impishly.
Faith glared at the brunette. "At least I've got some."
Cordelia rolled her eyes at the weak attempt to insult her. "Please, like being a total slut is such a great way to boost up your ego. Shows how confident you really are."
"Sorry if I'm not like Princess Wolf over here who's saving her virginity for a wolf that'll steal her heart and carry her away beneath the moonlight and make sweet love to her behind a bunch of bushes," Faith sneered.
"The bushes are a bit twiggy. Leaves can get stuck in your hair. I was thinking more along the lines of the river," Buffy shot back, "I hear sex in the water is quite . . . enlightening."
"Yeah, you've heard. There's a difference," Faith said.
"She would know," Cordy mumbled causing Buffy to chuckle.
"Well, look at what we have here," a voice broke into the silence.
They all looked up and Buffy's eyes suddenly widened at the sight of Angelus and a black man standing next to him. He was still as perfect as the first and the last time she had seen him. He was dressed casually in black pants, a black coat that went down to his knees, and a red silk shirt with the first few top buttons left undone.
Faith jumped down from her perch, a wicked gleam in her eyes as she stalked towards the two large males who looked at her with interest. The small stones and pebbles of the playground gave way beneath her feet as she stopped in front of the two strangers. Her eyes were on Angelus, drinking in his handsome form.
"What you have here is a very willing female," she whispered huskily before she stared into his eyes.
"Oh, God," Cordelia scoffed disgustedly, making a face of revulsion, "Now that we all know that Faith is horny, who's ready to gag with me?"
Everyone, except Buffy, raised his or her hands.
Gunn stared at the pretty brunette who had spoken as she shared a look with a blonde and a red head. She was a beautiful thing, around her twenties with long dark hair, brown eyes, and a wide and enriching smile.
Angelus kept his eyes on Buffy, not bothering to take another glance at Faith who continued to eye him with appreciation and approval. He sidestepped the brunette who stood her ground in front of him and sauntered towards the very surprised and very shocked blonde.
His groin twitched at the sight of her just sitting innocently on the swing, her blond hair cascading down her shoulders in soft curls, her blue eyes wide with a hint of fear in them.
Ah, fear . . . he loved the sight . . . loved the smell.
Buffy froze when she saw him stalk towards her like she was prey. She stood up, intent on running when he grasped her arm and pulled her towards him.
She glared at him. "What do you want?" she ground out through clenched teeth.
Angelus' nostrils flared from her scent. He had to fight the urge to nuzzle her bare neck to inhale more of her intoxicating smell that was a mixture of vanilla and her own particular aroma.
He brought his head down to hers before blowing seductively in her ear. "I want you," he said quietly.
Angelus was suddenly pushed away, the unexpected action causing him to slam against the slide. He growled and glared at a pair of icy blue eyes.
The other males of the pack had gotten up from their positions to give Angelus a warning look that almost made him smirk. They were still pups, barely grown males, and they thought they could actually take him on?
Spike growled back at the stranger and turned to face Buffy, his face softened as he took in her stunned form. "Are you all right, luv?" he asked worriedly.
Buffy mentally shook her head, trying to clear her mind as her body continued to tingle from Angelus' touch. She glared at Spike. "I don't need you to protect me," she said huffily, hating the fact that Spike still thought of her as some helpless wolf that always needed saving, especially by him.
"That's right," Angelus spoke up behind the bleached blond werewolf, anger in his eyes for being disturbed by the putrid male and a smirk on his lips for Buffy's nice comeback for the British punk, "You're a big girl, aren't you?"
Buffy shot him a look, blue eyes dark with passion and rage. "Bite me," she ground out at the annoying yet handsome male.
"Now you're talking," Angelus grinned, stepping closer and shoving Spike away. He could picture himself doing more than just biting her . . .
Spike was enraged, here was a foreign male going after his future mate. He was not going to put up with any of that shit. With a furious howl, he punched the stranger across the face, causing the dark male to fall to the ground.
"Buffy!" Willow yelled, pulling her friend away from the brawl.
The two of them along with Kendra and Cordelia watched helplessly as Oz and Xander joined in the fight.
Gunn quirked an eyebrow and let out a quiet chuckle. He crossed his arms and leaned back against a pole as he watched on carelessly.
Please. Did these cubs actually think they would be able to defeat Angelus? He chuckled once again. There might be three of them, but Angelus was one tough fucker.
Gunn tore his eyes away from the fight to the pretty brunette that stood with the other girls of the group . . . except for the other young woman who had made a move on Angelus. The girl was now standing a few feet away from him, watching the fight with much interest . . . well . . . watching Angelus with much interest.
Angelus laughed as he piled the three young men in a heap of injuries by his feet. He wiped sweat off his forehead with the sleeve of his jacket and then stared up at Buffy, danger and intensity radiating from his eyes as she stared back at him with equal ardor.
She noticed the large bruise that was starting to form on his temple as well as his torn shirt and the deep gashes on his washboard stomach. Buffy looked away and stared into his eyes once again as his shoulders rose and fell from his harsh breathing.
"You like what you see?" Angelus asked in an amused yet passion infused tone.
The three other males got up on their feet and stared at Angelus with astonishment. The lone werewolf had taken all of them down. But before anyone could blink, Spike had the stranger by the throat and shoved against a pole, the blood in his veins singing powerfully by his Mother Moon.
Angelus knew he was in danger when he could smell the power from the blond male glowing off of him in waves. He flashed his eyes yellow and Angelus realized that this was one the reasons why the Slayer Clan was known for their amazing strength and gifts.
"You've overstepped you boundaries, you poofter," Spike said through clenched teeth, "You haven't won yet . . . and after this little display, I'ma make bloody sure that you don't become our leader." With that said, Spike stalked away, the others following closely behind.
Angelus watched as the Billy Idol Wannabe led the group away from the park. He smirked and then winked as Buffy lingered behind, eyeing him suspiciously and wonderingly.
"Buffy!" one of her friends called. She jumped a little and quickly followed the others as he watched her 'til she disappeared out of view, enjoying the way her hips swayed and the way she kept looking back at him as he leered at her.
"Who is he?" Willow asked her best friend.
"Angelus," Buffy said quietly, peeking behind her shoulder to take another glance of the dark male, "I met him last night. He was chasing me."
"He looks . . . "
"Good enough to eat," Cordelia muttered.
The other girls stared at her. "What?! Like you can't tell!" she huffed before they fell into silence and continued on their walk home.
"Well . . . that was fascinating," a female voice piped in, breaking the concentration of the two strange males who continued to watch the blond and the brunette who were now leaving the park.
Both Angelus and Gunn stared at the girl who stayed. Faith, if they remembered correctly. "Who is she?" Angelus suddenly asked, keeping his eyes at the spot where the blonde vanished in.
"Elizabeth Summers Giles . . . aka Buffy," Faith said bitterly before walking towards where the others had exited. "Watch out, boys, Princess Wolf is overly protected by the pack."
"I understand their reasons," Angelus sneered.
Continued to Chapter 7: The Battle
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