Big Bad Wolfie

Jason's POV

"You expect me to spill all our secrets to him?"

"Jason, this isn't about him. It's about getting out of this alive, and we can't do that without his help," Maria tried to convince me.

"But —"

"No buts," My mother scolded, "this is what needs to be done."

"Yeah," Maria agreed.

"Yeah," Abaddon followed with a little too much smugness in his tone.

I growled. "Fine but I'm not happy about it," I grumbled under my breath.

Both Maria and my mother rolled theirs eyes at my immaturity, but who are they to judge!

'Your mate and your mother.'

Hush it, Ki.

I reluctantly started explaining our ranks, "We've got the trackers, the runners, the brutes, and the ghosts."

Everyone nodded in understanding.

"The trackers' usual use in battle is to warn us of incoming threats with their superior senses of smell and hearing, so they generally work with the brutes around the front lines," I gritted out.

"Well where were they when the hybrids attacked," Abaddon growled.

"They were working on getting people safe from you. Along with the runners and ghosts," I bit back at him.

There was a pause.

Maria awkwardly cleared her throat. "Well, uh, not to rock the boat or anything, but where were they when they showed up," she jabbed her thumb at Abaddon.

Before I could respond Zach jumped in, "Well, one noticed the threat right as you did and came rushing to tell people about it," he crossed his arms indignantly.

Maria's eyebrows raised in surprise, "You're a tracker?" She asked Zach, probably surprised he's not a brute or something.

He only nodded.

She nodded back in understanding and turned to the table.

Then she decided to look back, "Again, no offense, but where were those tracking skills while we were looking for the hybrids?"

pointed an accusing finger at her. "You're the

true, but what about

dramatically, "I didn't see you tracking any rogues before they were right on top of

her hands in defense, "you guys were all bleeding a

the difference between rogues' blood and our blood?" Zach asked,

"No, wolves all smell the same," she scrunched

"No we don't, rogues smell like

. . Listen Happy, hate to break it to

"THERE ARE HYBRIDS RIGHT OUTSIDE, AND YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT SMELLS?!" My father suddenly

her head to clear it, "right, right, right.

mind how Jason smells by the way you jumped his bones!" Zach ignored my father, like the dumb@ss

what?"

did he just say?' Malaki jumped in, not happy with what Zach

the only one that smells good, and he jumped me first!" Maria glared and jabbed

the —"

"Can we not discuss this?! Malaki doesn't like

"Oh, Malaki doesn't like talking about it? Poor little

I face palmed and braced myself for the headache Malaki is

again, but this time in Zach's ear as

and nodded in agreement, while

didn't leave out a narrowed

rolled our eyes and got back

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Maria's POV

was childish a few minutes ago, but it

They all gave me unamused

I just went along

here's what I'm thinking. .

plan will work?" Happy asked me as we got weapons and armor in Wolfie's fortified underground armory for

supplies from the smaller

"As sure as anyone can be in

frowned at myself. I don't like this whole 'getting nervous before battle thing'. It's cramping my

Happy muttered. "How sure would that be, on a scale from

"Has anyone ever told you how funny you are, Happy?" I asked as I placed a hand on

He frowned deeply

me, Happy. You

Abaddon spoke as he ran

admired the

I asked if he had any

you, but I'm not that dumb,"

couple of seconds, then moved on, "Well, right now I'm