The Rouge and the Reject

The Sweater Begins to Unravel

Alberta Territory, Canada. 

               Mason has been in the Alberta Territory for two days before he found Daniel's Jeep. He drove around aimlessly until he caught Arya's scent mixed with the stink of the rogue. Mason followed the trail to a small suburb outside of Calgary.

               Pulling into a neighborhood he pulled up to a decent looking house. Sure enough there was Daniel's Jeep sitting in the driveway. A boy around seventeen strolled out of the garage with a wrench and settled himself under the Jeep working on something. Mason could tell the boy was human.

               They aren't fucking here. His wolf snarled inside of him. Mason parked his truck in front of the driveway and hopped out. Plastering a fake grin on his face, he walked around his truck and into the driveway to greet the boy. 

               "I gotta say man. That is one hell of a Jeep. What year is that?" Mason asked. The boy slid out from under the Jeep with a cocky smile. 

               "2012 it's in excellent condition, got a fucking crazy deal on it." The boy beamed wiping some grease off on his jeans.

              

               “Did you get it from the owner or a dealer?” Mason asked trying to sound as casual as possible.  

              

               “Dealer, it was a couple towns over. Guy seemed really happy to get it off of his hands.”  The boy said lighting up a cigarette he offered the pack to Mason who grabbed one lighting it up.

              

               “You remember the name of the dealer?” Mason asked exhaling some smoke. The kid stared at him skeptically for a moment before answering him.

              

               “J&B Auto, off of Route Two southbound.”The minute the boy answered Mason smiled.

              

               “Excellent. Thanks man!” He flicked the butt of the cigarette into the kid’s front yard and walked over to his truck. Making a quick three point turned he gunned out of the neighborhood and headed towards the freeway. It took Mason an hour to reach the small car dealership. He pulled in and parked surveying the area before walking into the building. A man in his mid thirties dressed in a cheap suit was flirting at the desk with the moderately attractive secretary. The woman seemed to be completely uninterested in him, sitting behind the desk with a bored look on her face applying nail polish to her long cherry red fake nails. Neither of them looked up to greet him when he opened the door. Mason stood there for a minute before clearing his throat in order to get their attention. The woman looked up first her brown eyes sparkling with excitement the minute she got a good look at him. She immediately sat up straighter puller her blouse down a little more to reveal her cleavage. Making it blatantly obvious that she found Mason attractive.

              

               “How can I help you sir?” She asked him in a sickly sweet voice. At this point the man looked up at Mason and gave him a small glare. Offended that Mason had interrupted his conversation with the woman. Mason could care less, they were both human. If Mason really wanted to, he could rip them to pieces in the blink of an eye.

      

               “I am looking for the man who has recently sold a Jeep Wrangler. It would have been in the past week.” Mason looked at the two humans in front of him. He used his best authoritative voice in hopes to intimidate the man into doing what he wanted. The man stiffened for a moment, his Adam’s apple bobbing before he replied.