Baekhyun wanted to leave his pack. They ignored him and when they did want him, they'd simply abuse him in one way or another. So, he did what anyone would do - run.

Baekhyun was a single parent who worked in a coffee shop, Chanyeol was just a customer who thought he was really cute.

Her memory glided into visions of wolves.  She massaged her temples as she concentrated, trying to shut these horrid memories of blood and pain out of her mind.   "Ah, what do I do?" "Arwen." She whirled around to see a boy with soft brown hair.  His eyes were pleading, his hands reaching out to her.   "Who are you?" she narrowed her eyes through the misty haze. "Arwen," he called out to her again.  He held his hand out welcomingly. She hesitate