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To expect an immediate release had been foolish, on his part. While he could adapt to the other's dominance being enforced further, he was not particularly pleased by it. He was an unhappy soul, perhaps naturally, but even more so in his current situation. All he wanted to do was leave, go into hiding or leave the territory until he felt himself ready to challenge the elder male once more. Of course, things could never be so simple. Rather than being released, he felt a warm liquid coating his back, and it was only when the odour invaded his nostrils that he'd realized what had happened—what Damien had done to him.

Rather than growling, starting the process all over again, he was left frozen in place. The boy's ears laid flat against his crown, shock scrawled all over his face in bold lettering. It was only after the other had left that Xan had managed to drag himself up to his feet, giving a rough shake of his pelt in the process. Several more times he did so, attempting to rid himself of as much of the urine as possible, before he was gone. Off to find a clean water source that he could bathe himself in, and then to seek a shelter far away from the rest of the living. In due time, vengeful measures would be taken.