Big Bad Wolfie

"So, where do you guys usually start?" Wolfie asked me.

Happy is to my right, also waiting for my response.

"We usually call everyone to the courtyard and set up stations for the blood types for everyone to get their portion," I tell them.

Wolfie turns away from me to look out at the territory. "Yeah, that's not happening."

I glare at him, "and why not? Afraid you wouldn't be able to control everybody?" I challenged.

"Well, your house clearly isn't very good at following orders," he glares back at me, "so I don't see the need to take the risk. We'll go house to house again, like we did for the introductions."

"That'll take all day," I protested. "Their feeding has already been delayed and they won't even be getting a full portion as it is. There's no reason to delay even more just because you're not confident in you and your warriors' abilities," I glare again.

He looked back at me, "We're either doing it my way or no way. Take your pick," he stood there with a hard look and arms crossed.

I sighed and shook my head, not wanting to make the wait any longer, "whatever, let's just get going."

He nodded in satisfaction and followed me to the truck.

  On a different note, I don't look like I just crawled out of bed today.

I'm no longer in the sweats and T-shirt I was wearing yesterday, but jeans and yet another T-shirt. Though, this one has "come to the dark side, we have cookies" written on it in white font.

I wonder if they look at these before they pull them out of my closet.

  I have my hair up in a ponytail because, it's in desperate need of a wash. I'll have to annoy Wolfie about that later. He hasn't even thought to let me shower.

Anyway, it's a sunnier day today and I can already feel myself getting a bit of a sun burn, so maybe it's not so bad we don't have to get everyone outside.

Though, they could just throw on some sunscreen and be fine. I don't have access to my room, so I'm kinda stuck.

"We're visiting the jails today, right?" I asked over my shoulder, once I finished my train of thought.

Yesterday when I was introducing everyone, we didn't go to the jails, for obvious reasons.

"Didn't you say something about a shortage?" He asked me, coming to my side.

I nodded in reply.

"Then if we don't have enough, they'll be the ones not getting anything," Wolfie explained, looking back forward.

  I frowned, "c'mon, that's not necessary. I'm sure it'll work out so that won't have to happen."

  "I don't know, the more I think about it, the more I lean towards not doing it at all," he informed.

  "Well then stop thinking about it!" I scolded him.

  I heard happy let out a small breath of laughter.

   Wolfie just looked at me, unamused. "They need to learn fighting us has consequences," he replied, ignoring my protests.

  "Oh c'mon, haven't you ever heard of second chances? And it's not like you can blame them. What would you have done in their position?" I looked at him with a brow raised and arms crossed.

  He stayed quiet.

out. It's too bad for them," he

I sighed, yet

  Ugh.

go through all this trouble to make sure everyone gets a share, and he

  How rude.

I thought that in Machelle Tanner's

  We got to the

we just go around the neighborhood

turned his head to me. "That's not a half

I

"After you," he gave me a fake smile and opened the back doors, since

on my back to help me up the big step(not that I can't do it myself). I hate myself so much for enjoying the warmth that radiates through me from

used to, h3ll, addicted

the van, the doors are slammed shut behind me — something he seems to have gotten very good at — and the warmth slips

me and keeping track of proportions and blood types and countless other things that come with doing this. But now it's just

~*~*~*~

  Finally!

to house. The sun is already setting

blood remaining for the people there,

beta heading for the entrance of our lockup building. They eyed me

Obviously.

Because they're

Stupid.

anyone inside. It was kind of hard because, every sent

my house was particularly strong down one hallway, and a second after I picked it up, they started

We walked down the long corridor, the familiar scents practically engulfing me by the end of

That's how many people they've been freaking keeping here. Enough to be swallowed

people feel. Their sense of

"Mari!" I hear a very familiar

Brandon! Is everything okay down

I mean, no one's dying," Rose said, motioning around the room. It's one of the bigger cells and is holding around 20 people by the

things are getting a little

  My brows furrowed. "What do

"I'll tell you what it means!" One of our particularly entitled captains interrupts, practically shoving Brandon out of the way. Earning a glare from him, me and Rose. "It means we know what you've been doing these past few days in this time of chaos, and we

my brow,

"And what, exactly, would

love struck idiot, taking his side," he spat like the words are the most disgusting thing he's ever tasted, "and all we can do is watch our way of life fall apart through this d@mn window that's not even big enough to fit and arm

So these are all the assumptions he's been sitting on for the duration of his stay

I mean,

  Mostly.

away at my patience and will to be civil with this jerk. This

just hand everything over so easily!" He hollered. "I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree," the

Being civil

could tell he wasn't finished

"I am nothing like my aunt and uncle!" I spat, glaring at him for implying

at the first sign of invasion! You act like

you act like I've earned your doubt in me!" I interjected with

this time. It wasn't a scream, but it certainly wasn't

Authoritative, as some