The Walking Wolves of Tahoe: Slaughter

Chapter 23

A knock on the front door made my head snap up and my eyes fly open. I looked about dazed and confused. I must have fallen asleep on the couch because it was no longer dark outside and the sun was shining.

I laid my shot gun down across the coffee table next to my cold cup of coffee as I ignored the knocking that continued on the front door.

What I couldn't ignore was the voices that called out my name as they continued to pound across my door. When they threatened to call the police to have them break down my door for my 'safety', which I have to laugh at that, I rolled my eyes and went over to answer the door.

Naomi, Snow and Fawn weren't going to go away.

I'm not happy with any of them. I feel betrayed by all of them. They all knew and said nothing.

I hesitated as I reached out for the door. They all knew because they all live with these creatures...and have no worries or concerns about it. In fact, they love the men, Werewolves...or whatever, but they all have healthy, happy relationships with them.

I stood there staring at the door, even more confused than I was before. I feel betrayed, but maybe I should listen to what they have to say. They've been calling, texting and stopping by for the past couple days. Besides, who else can I talk to? Who would believe me...seriously?

I might be angry with them but these bitches know everything and can answer any and all questions I have.

There are two ways to deal with this; I can ignore them completely, like I have been, or I can let them in and listen to what they have to say...like 'I'm sorry' would be nice.

I began to reach out for the door knob again but hesitated wondering if my so-called friends were also Werewolves. What was I opening my home to? Maybe they weren't here to talk to me but to do something else?

And maybe I was just being dumb?!

The one thing Snow, Fawn, and Naomi lacked were the golden-brown eyes that Lou, Benji, Mason and Ancel all had.

Maybe I should tell them to all go away?

I toyed with the idea as the knocking continued on the other side. Despite my broken heart, feelings of betrayal and over-whelming fear...I felt all alone and very lonely.

Slowly, I unlocked the door and opened it and faced the women on the other side. Naomi lunged foreword and hugged me hard.

"Oh, Lola. We've all been so worried about you."

I didn't hug her back. I'm not happy with Naomi right now. I'm not really happy with any of them, honestly.

"Lola..." Snow looked at me with concerned eyes, "...I'm so sorry you had to find out this way."

Fawn pushed by me. "I brought coffee and donuts. Come on, friend...we have lots to talk about."

I moved out of the way to allow Naomi and Snow entry and shut the door behind them. I sighed heavily hoping I did not make a mistake by opening the door in the first place.

All three stood in my living room and exchanged looks of concern to each other over the few packed U-Haul boxes stacked up against the wall. I ignored their upset expressions and walked past them to sit on the couch.

Naomi turned around and followed me, "Lola, you're not leaving, are you?" She asked sounding hurt and confused. "Oh, please tell me you're not." She shook her head and flopped down on the couch next to me.