My Atypical Wolf (BL)-Chapter 285

Chapter 285: Part of the Plan

It was a while until Christian and Sebastian got some time to themselves. It was almost sundown when they found themselves in a quaint environment. “Aren’t you hungry?’ Christian asked his mate... Wow, it was hard for him to imagine the guy he had been pinning on for far too long was his mate. f𝓇𝘦𝒆𝘄𝑒𝗯𝑛𝗼ѵ𝙚l.𝒄𝘰𝓶

“A little,” Sebastian who was not accompanying Christian all along, even though the people were mostly interested in Christian rather than Sebastian.

“You should go have something.” Christian suggested.

“You coming?” Sebastian asked, but Christian denied by shaking his head no. “I can wait a while.” Sebastian shrugged.

“You don’t have to wait for me.” Christian chuckled.

“I know.” Sebastian merely shrugged at that.

“Looks like you have become bold all of a sudden.” Christian smirked. Upon Sebastian’s frown, Christian elaborated. “To be the official Luna... what happened?”

.....

“I thought I agreed to be the Luna.” Sebastian reminded Christian.

“Yeah, but this is way more official than I was hoping in a day”. Christian snorted.

“Are you disappointed?” Christian asked.

“On the contrary, I am overjoyed.” Christian smiled. “I didn’t expect you to do that. That was crazy”.

“It was?” Sebastian mused in a teasing manner. “I thought it was brave and the right thing to do.” Sebastian smiled.

“Yeah, that too”. Christian chuckled. “You realise what this means right? It means you sealed your fate. No matter what, you will have to end up as the Luna. Your only way out is death”. Christian smirked.

“For me it’s being with you until death does us apart”. Sebastian smirked.

“Whoa, slow down. What’s with the wedding vows?” Christian asked. “Did you take something?” He asked curtly.

“No”. Sebastian snorted and ended up laughing. “I am just teasing you. I know I have always been reluctant, but... I like being with you so... I am taking a leap.”

“And you are not scared at all”? Christian asked suggestively. 𝘧𝓇𝗲𝑒we𝙗noѵ𝑒l.𝐜o𝘮

“Oh, I am scared as hell”! Sebastian nodded. “But, I am also excited. I can be the Luna or whatever it is that I have to be to be with you”.

Christian felt a flicker of warmth I his heart that spread all along his body. He took a step closer to Sebastian, and whispered, “All you have to be is you. I love you just the way you are.”

Sebastian tried really hard to fight the smile that crept up his face and despite his best efforts, he failed. “Damn you! Chris”!

Before their conversation could proceed further, Christian was called away once more, and while Sebastian tried to keep up he got interrupted by a buzz on his phone. He took it out and let out an involuntary groan.

Sebastian recognized the number very well and even though he had blocked another number from the same person a day ago, he didn’t have this new number saved, so he didn’t get to block this yet... until now. Blocking it, he ran and caught up with Christian as he was hoarded by some relatives or friends once more.

That ceremony lasted till quite late, with capping of the night with some jazz music where even the older couples danced. Amidst the crowd, Mr. And Mrs Wrisberg appeared quite affectionate with each other. Sebastian and Christian, who spotted the couple smirked at them.

“You know, it’s been really long since I saw them like this”. Christian mumbled. “My Dad has a smile on his face, can you believe that?”

“Are you sure it’s you Dad? He is not replaced by someone who looks like your Dad?” Sebastian teased, but the poignant glum look on Christian’s face persisted. “What’s wrong”?

“I can’t help but wonder.” Christian mumbled. “Now that he is free of the responsibilities of the pack, he can smile again. What kind of childhood would we have had if he never had that responsibility in the first place?” He wondered. “What would happen to me in this?”

“You have me”. Sebastian reminded his mate.

“My Dad had mum”. Christian pointed out with a shrug.

“And you have Caleb, who loved helping you out more that anything. Your father was a single son, perhaps that’s why he had two sons, so you won’t have to take all the responsibility.” Sebastian wondered.

“Maybe.” Christian shrugged followed by a frown. “Where is he anyways”? He looked around, nor being able to spot his brother ever since the passing the torch ceremony ended.

“I think I saw him with Ashton earlier.” Sebastian recalled.

“Nevermind.” Christian shrugged, not willing to speculate what those two may be upto. “I just hope my kids have lesser pressure growing up than I did.” He smiled. He turned to see a wide eyes Sebastian looking at him.

That’s when Christian realised, in their very long friendship and hasty relationship, they had never discussed the prospect of kids and all. Being Sebastian’s mate, it was a discussion that was for both of them. “You Okay?” He asked Sebastian sheepishly.

Sebastian tried to nod, but his head appeared stuck somehow, not even a word came out of his mouth. “Geez, we don’t need kids. Feel better yet”?

“You gotta stop pressuring me”! Sebastian snapped then he looked around to see if anyone else heard him or not. They didn’t. “I am not saying I want kids, I am also not saying I don’t want them. Let’s...revisit this after a while.. after I have given it much thought.”

“Sure.” Christian nodded. “Just so you know, I didn’t utter kids because I want kids, I said that because that’s the part of the plan. The plan that everyone had for me, even before I was born.” Christian recalled.

“So you don’t want kids”? Sebastian asked.

“Honestly?”Christian raised an eyebrow and following an encouraging nod from Sebastian, Christian added. “I don’t know. I have never given it enough though to know this properly.”

“Then maybe we can figure this together?” Sebastian suggested. “You broke of your engagement, and you have never been happier. Sometimes it’s better to walk away from the plan” Sebastian reminded him.

“I suppose it is” Christian smiled, as he stared at his parents fondly, seeing them enjoy each other’s presence, wishing that after that long, he too has something similar with Sebastian.