Boa was sound asleep, but always on guard. It had become a habit over the many years he had spent as the beta in a pack that lived not too far from here. The most strange thing about the pack was the fact that it was run by a female alpha, who had yet to take a mate. It was rare that a pack could be run in such a way but Evence sure had everything figured out. For a while there, Boa and Evence had been in a relationship but it hadnt worked out for either of them, though it did relieve the tension during mating season.<br/><br/>Slightly twitching every second or so, Boa was vaguely aware of the fact that he could hear the almost silent sound of human steps. The sound of feet walking across his floor made an almost full circle around him before they were headed to the door. Seconds later, a loud crashing sound had Boa at full attention as he bolted straight up onto his feet. Scanning the room quickly, his brown, authoritive eyes fell on the injured boy he had just fixed up a couple hours earlier. Narrowing his eyes as a soft growl left his lips, he stood straight up, his body very well-toned and muscled. Towering over the young man that had somehow gotten tangled up in his chair, Boa made little effort of crossing the room.<br/><br/>"What do you think you're doing out of bed? I just finished bandanging you up and now look what you've gone and done. Getting yourself hurt all over again," Boa's deep voice growled softly, but there was an underlying tone of worry, though very faint. More than anything, annoyance was clear by the tick that started up just above his right eyebrow. Bending down next to the boy, he was slow and careful as he showed the frightened werewolf that he wasn't going to hurt him. In a matter of seconds, Boa was finsihed untangling the boy from his chair and set his chair upright. He looked down at the wolf and just watched him for a few moments before bending back down to help him up. "Now dont bite or squirm. You'll just hurt yourself all over again. Im just going to help you to your feet and get you something to eat. Then you're going straight back to bed, understand?" he said, making it clear that he was in charge here.<br/><br/>Gently, Boa took a hold of the boy's upper arms before easily lifting him up off the floor. Setting him down in the chair that he had just been tangled up in. "Hungry?" Boa asked as he turned towards his kitchen. Taking a bowl from the fridge that had some beef stew from the night before, already prepared inside. Removing the plastic wrap from over the bowl, he stuck it in the microwave and let it cook for four minutes. While the stew heated up, Boa turned to look at the boy as he leaned back on the counter. "Since im letting you stay in my house, I should probably know your name and why you were so beaten up to begin with," he suggested, well more of ordered, to the injured man.