He wasn't surprised by this, since it wasn't the first time for him to face such a situation. Regardless of everyone's belief that after installing these doors which are seized with special powers they would be able to survive the rage of an angry wolf. Soren on the other hand was unfazed and a little worried because he knew they wouldn't be proved of much help and it turned out exactly like that.
He takes off his jacket, loosens his tie and takes it off which is followed by unbuttoning his few upper buttons of his shirt. Upon unlocking the doors he slowly enters.
Inside he meets with the darkness and cold silence. His tensed eyes darted around the room but his master was nowhere to be seen. The door shuts with a thud causing him to flinch, cold sweat running down his temple. He could feel the presence of dangerous energy.
"Zale?" He called out carefully, but all got in return was silence. He stayed frozen, the hidden creature made it difficult for him to move. Soren felt like he had entered a hunter's cave; his hands were cold and heart thumped in his ribcage.
"Master Zale," he tried again, going further into the room with careful steps to not get stumbled upon all the wrecked things that were scattered all around the room.
Soren didn't get time to understand anything when Zale pounced on him from behind. He landed on his back with a thud followed by a heavy gasp.
Zale hovers over him with death in his eyes which are turned dark blue with little yellowish sparks in it from its usual hazel green ones. Soren's face twitches from the conspicuous fear which went away as soon as it appeared by looking at Zale.
"Where were you all this time?!!"
Soren wasn't surprised when he heard Zale's wolf voice instead of him. Irritated by his silence, Sura, Zale's wolf roared again in his face.
"Answer!" Sura clamped his right hand around Soren's neck and squeezed it tightly, cutting off his breathing for several seconds and firmly pinning him to the ground with his body.
Sura growled, ignoring his discomfort "You are well aware of how difficult it is for him to maintain control when his traumas are triggered. And yet you weren't there, you were somewhere else having fun. Admit it, you worthless ignoramus, you don't care about him." Instead of being affected by his words, Soren inquired.
"How is he now?"
Sura chuckled, her face inches away from Soren's. Soren felt tingles throughout his body as he felt his troubled breath on his face.
"You've got a pretty good digestive system for your shamelessness, huh? I'm impressed with how brightly you swallow all the insults. I'm curious how long you can hold out." Sura applies pressure to his victim's neck, causing his victim's face to turn bright red and halting blood circulation.
A strong fragrance hits his nose as he leans down.
"This intoxicating scent of Rose calms him down. But coming from an irresponsible and pathetic pet, this smells disgusting to me."
"No one asked you to breathe in my scent master if you found it in that way," Soren said looking at him, and all Sura was provoked to sink his sharp canines into his face which are now on display. "Now, if you grant me a wish I'd like Zale back."
Soren knew how exactly he could provoke the already infuriated wolf and he was doing it well.
"Don't order me, his anger hasn't subsided yet, so be cautious pet. See you later, Until then, and...oh one more thing, give my greetings to that little feral kitty okay?" Sura smirks.
'I'd love to strangle this immature moronic animal.' Soren heard his inner half Zion saying. 'If this empty head called me kitty one more time I'm gonna show him how exactly this little kitty can claw out his eyeballs. '
'Calm down, Zion, he's trying to provoke you. Ignore his attempts, he is just like this, you know that already.' Soren ensures his tiger before he does something outrageous which they both regret later.
"I will," Soren confirms.
However, despite giving Zale his control back Sura stares down at him, searching for something in his eyes which unfortunately he couldn't find there. Soren stares back with equal intensity.
With a crippled sigh, he closes his eyes letting himself disappear deep inside of Zale's mind far from everything and everyone.
When Zale lets his wolf take control he lets himself totally shut down from reality so he doesn't know what's happening around him. Now that he gets himself back he feels dizzy.
His body lost its strength for a moment making him drop on Soren. Due to his sudden awakening, he couldn't understand what was happening or what he had done before calling his wolf for help.
Because he can't remember what he did, he gets all desperate and works up. The anger he feels after meeting his father this morning and on returning and not finding Soren here, snaps back to his brain.
Zale tries to jerk up in resentment and is ready to destroy everything with his hostility but Soren pulls him down this time. He puts his hands on Zale's back to prevent him from getting up.
"It's okay, it's me," Soren whispered directly into his ears. Zale recognises the voice right away, he tilts his head taking a good look at his face. Their eyes met instantly and neither dared to blink. Zale's jaw tightened and eyes darkened making Soren clench his fist tightly but he didn't dare to show any emotion on his face. He comes off rather calm.
Soren couldn't read the expression of his master, all he could do was stare back. Is it anger, frustration, desperation or is it….hatred?
"You weren't here when I got back."
Zale exclaims, trying his best to restrain himself from snapping at Soren.
"I'm sorry," Soren apologised. 'I didn't anticipate you to get a trigger and go Godzilla on them all.' Soren mentally rolled his eyes.
"I'll be more cautious from now on. Forgive me this time, please." Soren whispered softly.
Soren carefully and gently puts his hand on Zale's head to pull him down towards the exposed part of his neck so as not to provoke him again. He slowly coaxes him like he's coaxing a feral cat. Zale lowered his face and inhaled deeply into that intoxicating aroma which caused his heart to pump up at the speed of a bullet train while also relaxing his nerves.
He inhaled as deeply as he could but the more he sniffed the more additive it became for him to get his mind together. He buried his face deeper into Soren's neck. The more he inhaled the more Soren could feel his weight upon him.
After a moment later, when Soren couldn't take it anymore he asked.
"Now tell me what happened exactly?"
Without moving away from his neck he says, "Dad called me to the main house to assist me with the job of scouting the area of the east wasteland. Then I fought with him and his words enraged me so much I wanted to smash his head with my hands. You already know how much he scared me. "
Soren sighs, 'again getting riled up for no necessary reason.'
"So, you are telling me that you were angered by him assigning you a job."
"No," Zale argued."Not exactly, after a while with his nonstop threats and nonsense, he started to bad mouth you and I lost control from there."
Soren doesn't know what to say to this. Zale was upset right now and of course, mad.
"How are you feeling now?"
"Furious and irritated."
'A really bad combination for your health.' Soren thought.
An hour went on just like that and Soren winces at his sore back. Zale was way more heavy than he looks.
"Want to get up now?" Soren tried. And while Zale was comfortably using him as the mattress and savouring his time, Soren almost thought that Zale had fallen asleep.
"No!" Zale said quickly, digging his face further into his neck and inhaling the calming essence. "I'm not ready."
"Alright, take your time." Soren let him use him as a stress reliever pet that he is in fact. What could he do except do his job with solemnity and loyalty?
Still, the problem doesn't end here. The heated exhales that are withdrawn from Zale's hot mouth, sends shivers deep down Soren's spine making his hairs stand up in awareness on his skin. Zale fidgets everytime he moves to change his position of hands and legs to make himself more comfortable throwing Soren's sanity in a pit of conflicts. Soren's face twitched in discomfort every time Zale decided to move.
Regardless of the time, both don't know for how long they stayed still in that position. Zale wasn't ready to get up and Soren didn't make him.