Writer's pov
Brett looks at his wrist watch and frown.
"What is keeping this fool?!" He grumbles to himself.
He picks a cup of coffee from the table and takes a sip.. he's currently at a coffee shop not far from his apartment.
He's been waiting for Jeff's return.
He drops the coffee and stands up, he walks towards the glass window and looks outside.
Glaring at the people walking by.. his wish right now is to kill each and everyone of them.. he balled his fist and fight the urge building up in him.
"Soon, very soon!" He mutters.
Just then he hears his phone ring on the table, he rushes to get it.. his dad's name flashes on the screen.
He sighed and reluctantly receives it.
"Hello, dad?"
"Brett, why the f**k haven't you reported back to me?!"
"Dad, everything is going according to plan...."
A bang cuts him off, he knew his dad is getting angry now.. he's supposed to be done with the job assigned to him already.
"Don't give me that shit! Why is it taking so long?! That pack should be done by now!!"
Brett took a deep breath and look around if anyone is watching or listening.. but no one is paying attention to him.
"You have to understand that dealing with these creatures is no child's play! I need more time!"
"That's the problem! There is no time!"
"I know but...."
"Quickly, use those rogues to finish them up!"
Brett closes his eyes.
"Those rogues are useless, just you wait, I'll do it my own way!"
"What are you....."
Brett sees Jeff coming in.
"I have to go now, don't call me again. I'll call you when I need to!" He said and hangs up before his father could get the chance to say another word.
Jeff opens the door, a bell rings as he comes in.. indicating there's a new customer.
He sits opposite Brett and a waiter approach him.
"Welcome, sir.. what would you like to order?" The waiter asked with a smile.
Jeff and Brett glares at the waiter briefly.
"Just get me a cup of ice tea!" Jeff said.
"Alright... Coming right up!" The waiter said and leaves to get the ice tea.
They paused whatever they wanted to say until the waiter brings in Jeff's ice tea.
They waited until he's out of hearing.. then they lean on the table, so they can whisper in each other's ear... and avoid people from hearing their conversation.
"How did it go?" Brett asked Jeff.
Jeff shakes his head.
"Bad! It wasn't as we have expected!"
Brett frown.
"You weren't able to kidnap any of them?!"
"No!"
"No?! What happened?!"
Jeff sighed.
"We would have kidnapped one of them as planned.. but there was suddenly an interruption.. we didn't expect one of them would be powerful"
"What do you mean?"
"One of them transformed and attacked us..."
Brett bangs on the table and caught some attention.. but they quickly look away.
"Why didn't you use the f**king silver bullets?!"
"She didn't give us any time to"
"F**k!"
There's a brief silence as Brett glares at the coffee in front of him.
"Boss, I don't think we should attack on impulse"
"What are you trying to say?! Are you scared of them now?!"
Jeff shakes his head, he takes a sip from his ice tea... Brett watch him anxiously waiting for him to continue.
"If that girl alone can attack me and my six of my men, getting some killed and some injured... I don't think we can face the alpha of that pack!" He paused. "Cause he'll be ten times stronger and powerful"
Brett thinks about it and nod.
"You're right, we need a solid plan.. we should study and understand them more before taking any action!" Brett said.
"Exactly my thoughts.. so, what should we do now?"
Brett sighed deeply and take a sip from his coffee.
"We wait!" He simply replies.
Jeff frowns in confusion.
"We wait?"
Brett stares at Jeff and smirks.
"An opportunity to bring them down will come to us!" His smirk grows bigger.
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Packhouse...! Micah's room...!
Micah sat on the bed, next to his passed out mate.. he carefully cleans up her wound and bandage it up.
He keeps the first aid kit aside and stares at her face.. admiring her features.
Her long lashes!
Her pink lips (but they've turned pale)
Her high cheekbones!
He smiled at how perfect she is.. he's been wondering what his mate will look like.
He didn't expect he'd end up with a such a beauty, even though, she look so malnourished she's still beautiful.
Suddenly, she grips the sheets and her breath quickens as she shakes her head uncomfortably.. it's like she's having a bad dream.
Micah doesn't know what to do, he caresses her hair slowly to calm her down but it doesn't seem like it's working.
"N-no!" She mutters in her sleep.
Micah frowns and holds her hand in his.
"Mate, what's wrong?" He asked.
"No! No!"
Micah's frown deepens.
"It's ok, it's fine!" Micah mutters in her ear.
She stops tossing, her eyes snaps open and she sits up abruptly.
Because of how close they are, her head hits Micah's jaw..and he groans in pain.
"Luna!" She called.
"F**k! My face!" He yells.
He quickly reach for a mirror on his nightstand and looks at his jaw, he sees a little bruise and gasp.
"Oh, man!"
"Luna! Where's Luna?" Eleanor asked... that's when Micah remember his mate is actually in the room with him.
He drops the mirror and gives his attention back to her.
"Mate, you're awake!" He said with a bright smile.
Eleanor stares at him briefly, then look around and realization dawned on her that she's in Micah's room.
"W-what am I doing here?" She asked.
"You're my mate, you don't need a reason to be here!" Micah replies and winks at her.
Eleanor ignores his comment.
"Where's the Luna?! She needs help! Call the Alpha quick, the Luna needs help...."
"The Luna is fine, she's resting right now!"
"Oh!" Eleanor nods and released a long sigh.
She tries to recall what happened after she left the woods... she remembered barging into the meeting room and....
She looks down at her clothes and gasp. She quickly gathers the blanket and covers her chest.
"What happened to my clothes? Who change my clothes?" She panics.
"Bae, I did!" Micah replies.
"You...." She trails off.
She picks a pillow and throws it at Micah, she hits his chest.
"Pervert! Perverted ram!" She said.
Micah scoffs and rolls his eyes.
"There's nothing to be ashamed of... I'm your mate!"
"You...."
She got up and dash into the bathroom, she slams the door shut and slides down.
"My scars!" She mutters and looks her body.
Big scars on her lap.. back.. chest!
"He saw them! He must hates me!" She said to herself... silent tears rushes down her cheeks.
Then she heard a knock on the door, but she didn't open it.
"Bae, open up!" Micah said from outside.
"No, go away!" She replies.
"Please, open up, there's so much we have to talk about!"
She decides not to reply him anymore... one thing she's scared of is people seeing her scars and now... her mate just saw them.
"Bae, bae, please open up!"
She rushes to the tap and opens it, she keeps it running to stop herself from hearing Micah's voice... but her super hearing makes it impossible.
She hugs herself and cries out her heart.
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Alexa's pov
Next morning....! Xander's mansion...!
Drop!
Drop!
Drop!
What's that annoying sound?! I grumbled in my sleep.
I grab a pillow and cover my ears to reduce the noise but it didn't work. The noise seems to be getting louder.
My eyes snaps open and I sit up, I puffed out air and ruffles my hair. I look around and realize I'm in Xander's room.
How did I fall asleep? And how did I end up here?
I frown and try to think back to what happened... I remember I was in the woods with Eleanor and some hunters came to attack us.
Then I fought with them and Xander came, then I... passed out?!
Drop!
Drop!
Where's that sound coming from? Did Xander left the tap running in the bathroom?
I hop off the bed and walk towards the bathroom, I frown, the tap isn't running.. then where could that sound be coming from?
I decide to trace the sound, I head downstairs towards the kitchen.
There I met Xander with an apron around his neck and his back towards me... my eyes zeroed on the tap.. little drop of water falling on the sink.
Don't tell me this is the sound I was hearing from Xander's room!
*Yes it is!* I heard in my head.
Am I going loco? Why do I keep hearing this particular voice in my head? Or does everyone have a talking subconsciousness?
*I'm not your subconscious, I'm your wolf!*
Huh?! My what?!
*Your wolf!*
I shake my head.. I'm really going crazy.
*I'm Scarlett, but you can call me Scar!*
I rolled my eyes. Scarlett or whatever you call yourself, please stop talking in my head.
*Oh!* Then the voice stops.
My attention goes back to Xander, he's still backing me.. his muscles flexing as he carries stuffs.
I just discovered how delicious he is to the eyes.
*So yummy! Let's jump him!*
Shut up! I screamed mentally and that worked.
"Baby, I know you're staring!" Xander said.
I chuckled lightly and rushed to hug him from behind.. I tiptoe and kissed his tempo.
"What are you making?"
"Egg fried rice, I know you're very hungry right now!"
I nod, now that he's said it, I realized I'm really very hungry... my stomach growls.
He laughs and turns, he leans down and pecks my lips.. his lips lingers on mine.
"I know you're craving for meat right now, so I prepared a lot of pork meatballs!"
"How did you know I'm craving meat?"
He's right, I'm actually craving meat.. I feel like eating meat so badly.
"It's normal for you to crave meat after having your first shift!" He replies.
He carries the pork meatballs and drops it in front of me... he pulls a stool closer and sits on it, then he sits me in his lap.
"My first shift?" I asked.
"Yeah!" He picks a meatball and puts it in mouth.
I take small bite.
"What do you mean I had my first shift?"
"You transformed yesterday and attacked those hunters!"
"I transformed?"
He nods.
"Into a wolf?"
He nods again.
"How does it feels when someone shift?" I asked.
He paused and wipes something off the corner of my mouth.
"First you'll feel a never ending pain, it'll feel like you wanna die..your bones will be reshaping and...boom! You're a wolf!" He explains.
Then I think about it... I really did felt pain yesterday and suddenly attacked them... could that be when I shifted?
No wonder I was so strong and was able to fight off those hunters.
*I'm cool, right?*
I rolled my eyes and ignore her. Then I suddenly remember Eleanor.
"Xander, where's Eleanor?"
"She's fine, Micah is taking care of her!"
I nod. Then we heard the doorbell rings... I got off Xander.
"I'll get it!" I said and he nods.
I rushed to the door and opens it... Miss Damien and Joyce are standing outside a big smile on their faces.
"Alexa! Congratulations!" They both said and Joyce pulled me into a brief hug.
Xander clears his throat behind me... When did he get here?
"Er... Alexa, I called Jenna and Joyce here to keep you company!" He said.
I frown.
"Keep me company? Then where are you going?!" I asked.
Wait, when did I become clingy?
"Dad... he.. er... Sent for me!"
I frown, is he lying?
"Well, I have a lot of questions to ask you!"
He smiles.
"That's why they are here, they'll answer all your questions!"
"Why can't you answer them?"
His ears and neck suddenly went red, like blood just ran up there... He's blushing.
"There are some kind of questions I won't be able to answer correctly.. it's best you hear it from them"
"But.... "
"I have to go now, baby!" He leans down and kisses my lips lightly. "I'll see you later!"
He rushed off before I could say another word..I feel like there's a particular question that he's avoiding.
Coward!
"Are you gonna let us in?" Miss Damien asked.
I turn to the girls and grins at them, I open the door widely.
"Come in!" I usher them in.