Marked Ones Caleb and Taylor

Caleb was the only Royal Leader of the Bombardians without his Keeper or Protector, the only one that would calm his wolf side for the rest of his life. An odd man out among his cousins. Irked him so bad he was ready to break an unwritten law. He had the envelope on his desk that would tell him which human belonged to him. All he had to do was open it. Something kept stopping him. He could not get past the part that it would be breaking a law that wasn't a law. His aggravation and struggling with indecision threw him out of sync and his cousins took note and decided to hound him until he told them what was going on with him. Meddlers, like usual.

Taylor's life was hard. Nothing new, but he did not let it get him down. He worked hard to ensure his mom did not have to do so like she had for the first sixteen years of his life. His drunken ass father sure did nothing but sit around and drink himself into a stupor. He knew when to avoid things that would change his life. Most of the time he had not problem doing so, but that all changed when his co-worker had to take a trip to the restroom. Dang-gum women and their women hood.