It was that time again. Not so long ago, Sebastian locked himself away, hidden in cages and panic rooms. He avoided all interaction in the days leading up to the full moon, turned visitors and clients away for days afterwards. Sebastian was a complete recluse and there was really nothing to be done about it ( Read more... )

At this point, shouldn't he know better? Shouldn't everyone know better by now? Probably, but that didn't change much sometimes ( Read more... )

It was very late or very early depending on perception when it happened. Sebastian had spent most of the night as a wolf, curled up in the study around Reid, anxiously headbutting him any time some sound from outside the thick walls of the manor sounded out of place. That had been the theme of the full moon, more and more often ( Read more... )

The sun was high, the noon sun shrouded in enough clouds to make the heat of it vague at best. The day was dreary and overcast, a perfect match for Sebastian's mood. He'd spent the morning in the office, having tried to step up his game so Jemma was a little less overwhelmed. He'd made it until lunch before he'd started snapping at Kiki every time ( Read more... )

The lunar cycle was the easiest thing in the world to predict. At one point in his life, the events that happened on the inevitable full moon were also predictable. That point wasn't actually too long ago. Where ever Sebastian had gone over the years saw him paying too much money to buy and/or convert a space where he could lock himself away, ( Read more... )

There were a million things happening that week. Sebastian wasn't in the mood to deal with any of them. He also might have put himself on a new version of exile. Self-imposed exile. That wasn't actually very new for him, but with the big secret out to essentially everyone he knew, Sebastian had reverted to old ways. Habits and all that ( Read more... )

This was maybe a little weird. Sebastian was an adult, though, and he was steadfastly not thinking about how something so simple might be exceptionally strange. Considering he hadn't really seen Reid all that often outside of bars and behind closed doors, he thought it was justified that he found this whole little event he'd come up with on a whim ( Read more... )

There were so few ways this day could go worse. The day after the full moon tended to be almost as bad as the full moon itself. At least Sebastian got to stay human, which was the only plus. Not that be felt human at all. Unless pain made you human? That was a little too deep for his throbbing head and aching body ( Read more... )

Where was she?

The day was getting darker, sky already less blue than it had been. If Sebastian had to have a word for it, he'd call it dusk. Any other day - and other night - this wasn't actually a problem. Tonight, though, was a full moon ( Read more... )

It had been a long day. A long weekend. A long month. Sebastian wanted to pride himself of coping with things - not always coping well, but still coping - completely on his own. If there was anything he should be able to cope with, it was this. His baby sister showing up on his - their - doorstep shouldn't throw him off so much ( Read more... )