Gabriel had heard the stories before, but always discounted then as myth. There was no way a wolf would be able to find a mate on scent alone, a destined pairing. Destiny was for the trashy paperbacks that he passed by, still tracking that scent. Strength and cool woods and a promise of belonging. No more running.
Rounding the corner, Gabriel came across a wolf settled in one of the comfortable back chairs. Tall, attractive, everything about him screaming 'Alpha'.
Sam Winchester. One of three Alphas from the Winchester pack. They'd never really met, but he made it his business to know just about everyone in town. "You know, most people on break tend to give homework a break too."
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Date: 2013-11-28 11:10 pm (UTC)Rounding the corner, Gabriel came across a wolf settled in one of the comfortable back chairs. Tall, attractive, everything about him screaming 'Alpha'.
Sam Winchester. One of three Alphas from the Winchester pack. They'd never really met, but he made it his business to know just about everyone in town. "You know, most people on break tend to give homework a break too."