He heard Ben moving around, trying to find him. He felt bad for not finding his pet first. Really he did need Ben but the thought of hurting him made London stay away. He should have sent word to Ben that he would not join him that night, but all too soon he smelled the boy.
Ben had started to smell more and more like London, but there was still an underlying smell. One that made London want to bury his nose in Ben's neck. He didn't turn around, knowing that he would do something stupid. Having Ben fear him was a fate worse than death.
"Leave it." He growled, closing his eyes and trying to breath, but Ben's sent was clouding his mind.