Big Bad Wolfie
Chapter 3: 2 - Oh, Heck No
". . . So, you guys gonna get in the car civilly," grumps mocked me. "Or we gonna have to do this the hard way?"
"Oh, you wish! We —"
"The easy way," I cut Harper's protests off.
"What?!" She hollered.
"What else are we gonna do Harps? We're gonna end up back at the house either way. Unless. . . You want to abandon everyone too."
It wasn't the most sensitive thing I could have said in the moment, and I know it's not true. But I don't have time to find another way to convince her.
She looked conflicted, her eyes darting around trying to find something to say but came up empty. She looked down dejectedly.
"We don't even know for sure if they're telling the truth," Destiny squeaked.
"You're right, we don't. But if they're not, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it," I told her calmly, hoping it'll rub off on her.
"So you're okay with us just walking into a possible trap?" Harper glared at me. I guess someone suddenly got her voice back.
I shrugged, "believe it or not, I actually have confidence in the two of you," I told them. "We can get out of whatever we get ourselves into," I assured.
There was a pause.
"And besides, do you honestly think I'd let them even think about hurting either of you?" I stared into her eyes. "They want to, they can go through me first."
Another awkward pause.
"Great! Now that that's all figured out, let's get going," the beta chirped, extending his hand toward a van none of us payed any mind to before this.
Harps scoffed. "I knew that van smelled funny."
"Really? I didn't even notice it. All I smelled was blood," I commented, walking towards it.
While heading towards the car, the dogs are happily breathing down our necks.
"That was the goal. We drenched it in air freshener before we came. Wanted to get the werewolf sent off it," Happy explained.
I'm just gonna give these three seven dwarf's names until I find out their real ones.
Happy, grumpy, and. . . Quiety?
That's not a dwarf name from Snow White, but it's fitting.
We stepped into the van and we were immediately submerged into something terrible.
The stench of wet dog.
Correction, the stench of three wet dogs.
"Oh my cheese," I gagged, covering my nose.
"What happened to those air fresheners?" Harps followed with my same actions.
Desi just stayed quiet with her head down and hands in her lap. But I can tell she's holding back by the way her little nose is twitching.
Happy turned to us from his place in the front seat. "Oh c'mon, it's not that bad."
"No, it's pretty bad," I commented.
"Oh, just shut up," Grumpy mumbled next to me.
The way we're sitting is Happy in front, at the wheel, Grumpy next to me in the first row of seats, and Quiety in the second row with Desi and Harps.
I get why they wanted to split us up and have someone in each section, but why did I get Grumpy? He's so. . . Well, Grumpy.
An awkward silence swallowed us up.
". . . So, what are y'all's favorite colors?" I asked in an attempt to break it. . . And piss Grumpy off.
Happy chuckled, Grumpy mumbled some not so polite words, and quiety stayed true to his name. None of them bothering to answer my question.
They're no fun.
~*~*~*~
We eventually arrived back at the house territory, the blood truck following close behind, and the moment it came into view, my breath hitched in my throat in anticipation.
What have they done with the people?
Will I go on to find a post war zone?
Will everyone be huddled into a circle surrounded by dogs?
few warriors that wouldn't sit
I get there to find them all thrown in the jails. . . Or
What if —
I sniffed the air.
completely forgetting
gasped. "Is
I looked to
you talking about?"
even more wet dog," Harper
out
We ignored him.
. . Ugh! This is gonna
What is that smell?
it got me back on course. I looked out the window and saw families standing outside their homes talking to the dogs. Some were cooperating and standing quietly, and others were being manhandled by the invaders. The one thing everyone had in common was the fear in their faces.
twinge in my heart at the
van rolled to a stop and Happy turned around.
to open the
Child
I looked at
gentlemanly to open the
got out and came around to my side, opening the door. I
The smell again.
is, but something is pulling at me to just glance behind me. I looked over my shoulder and my eyes immediately landed on. . . A
facing away from us. Broad shoulders, jet black hair, similar to every other werewolf but so. . . Not, at the same time. I got a funny feeling in
This can't be good.
reasons for this,
is still hope. .
He turned
Welp, so much
he truly was different than other
biggest I've ever seen, but d@mn if he wasn't close. Muscle covered every centimeter of his body. It was to the point his black T-shirt and jeans were having trouble containing it
My own muscles clenched at the sight
Goddess
rock hard features, and even worse, I looked into his
repeated in
have got to be kidding me!" I seethed, instead of getting lost in his eyes and thinking about
while letting my canines elongate
And be ready to use
wasn't even phased. He still stood like a
time, I had gotten Harper and Desi's attention. They followed my line of vision and stood
Then he said something.
I knew it by the way
my entire world felt like it was being turned upside
jaw dropped and Desi's eyes
just say what I think he just said?"
Desi still stood speechless.
a huff of air through my nose in
He started heading over. He can't be less than
word that shattered the very fabric of my existence, and will probably make things so much more complicated from here on
Mate.
you gonna do?" She
at him. "Nothing. He can bite me," I
you," Happy butted in. "Oh, by the way, meet
The alpha?!
Happy. Then, after giving
back at Harper before my eyes were drawn back to him.
I do," she hesitated.
There was a pause.
sure?" She asked
Another pause.
Then. . .
This is a HUGE decision!" I exploded, turning to face her. "You know how I am about making life altering decisions. He's my MATE. I'm tied to him, and if I try to brake that tie. .
I know. That's why I
kind of leader can't make
hear you, right?" Happy
finger up. "HUSH! The grown-ups are
to Harper. "What do I do?!" I
know," she shrugged helplessly. "It's not like stuff like
her face turned even more worried. "He's getting
in that direction and
turned to Harper, back
"Ohmycrapohmycraohmycrap!"
my expense, but I'm too busy freaking