Unknown POV
"What do you want mutt??!!" I hear the disrespectful question snapped at me from the dirt streaked tan-skinned man, who is sitting in front of me. He is casually sitting on the soft ground, his legs leisurely stretched out in front of him, his head resting against an ancient-looking towering tree with his hands locked together behind his head. His face however is anything but relaxed. It conveys irritation and coldness, his features rigid.
"Hey, what's up with the name calling man? Aren't we friends by now?" I innocently ask while holding back from ripping this repulsive brownie to shreds.
"We. Are. NOT. Friends. AND I'm NOT a man but a brownie!" he menacingly states to me while staring straight into my eyes. Man, he always gives me the creeps but I have to play nice right now.
"Awwww, you wound me Kaleo, right here," I reply while pointing to my heart with a hurt expression.
"Cut the crap. I could care less about your feelings. You dislike me just as much as I loath you anyway you filthy mutt!!" he sneers back at me.
"Hey, who's the filthy one here Kaleo? You have dirt all over you. Don't you know basic hygiene in your realm?" I nonchalantly retort while shrugging my shoulders, holding eye contact. He may make my skin crawl but I'm not scared of him. I've been through so much shit in my life that this damn brownie is low on my totem pole of intimidating, scary creatures.
He stares at me with stone cold, deadly eyes and snorts, "Whatever mutt. You know nothing of brownies. Now, tell me what that alpha of yours wants now? I don't have time to waste on you so get on with it."
"Ok, ok. As impatient as ever I see. So, in a nut shell Alpha Toby needs you to have a witch from your realm create a portal access he can use so he can travel to your realm," I matter-of-factly inform him.
"Why in the hell does he want to travel to my realm?" he spits out toward me like he has a gross piece of food in his mouth.
I roll my eyes, shrug, and state, "Don't know. Not my job to know. I'm just here to pass the info along. I suggest you accomplish your task. You know how Alpha Toby gets when his instructions aren't followed."
"I'm not scared of your damn alpha!! I do what I want, when I want and only if it serves a purpose or benefits to me!! Got it, mutt?!" he angrily snaps at me.
"Sure, sure. Your call man
"I'm NOT a man!! I'm a brownie and don't forget it! Don't underestimate me mutt simply because you see me as small, you narrow-minded cretin!" he interrupts me, infuriated.
"OOOKAY, sorry Mr. Brownie," I calmly state while holding my hands up in a surrender motion and maintaining eye contact. "Do what you want. Alpha Toby wants an update in five days. Five days from today I will meet you here, same time for information. What information you give me is up to you. See you around Mr. Brownie" and with that I stare into his raging eyes, calmly turn away, confidently stroll away from Kaleo, and out of this unsettling forest.
I increase my pace and quickly walk for about 10 minutes before shifting into my dark brown wolf. Once I shift, I sprint to where I parked my car on an old dirt road. As I slowly approach my car I stay in wolf form, stop, sniff about, and when I smell nothing out of the ordinary I shift into my human form. Although I'm as naked as the day I was born I don't care. Nudity isn't a big deal in the werewolf world but especially to rogues like me. You never know what kind of situation you'll end up in so nudity happens in survival. When seconds count you can't let something like nudity get in the way of saving your own skin.
I pop the trunk, grab some clothes, and get dressed.
I open the driver's side door and slide in, and lock the doors. I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and lean my head back to rest. I finally relax a bit although not much.
Just a little longer. Just a little longer of being an informant and Alpha Toby will allow me to join his pack. To actually be a member of a pack! After all the shit I've been through in my life I've only ever wanted to be around my kind and belong. Shit, I sound like such a baby!
I know dad left mom when she was pregnant with me but she never gave me an exact reason why. Although she did tell me he knew she was pregnant when he turned his back on her. I know it hurt her, whatever exactly went down between them. I mean, I can assume he left because she was pregnant but I have a feeling there is more to it than just that. She's told me very little over the years about him. Well, she hates me now anyway so it doesn't really matter. She kicked me out after my first shift. She freaked the hell out, called me a monster, and kicked me out screaming to never ever come near her again!! So, I ran and never looked back. I was a rogue and never did anything but be born! An asshole who got someone pregnant without taking responsibility!! A bitch who turned her back on her own son when I turned out to be different!! What mother does that?! She should have loved me anyway!!
I just want to be accepted for being me!!
I take another deep breath, huff it out, and open my eyes.
Time to get going.
2 hours later
I need some down time so I decide to go to a coffee shop and take my order outside for some fresh air. I take a seat at a table with a large blue umbrella situated overhead for shade. I sit back, relax, and take out a folder. I've been looking into my dad for sometime now so I can learn more about my werewolf side, not to get to know daddy dearest. Mom genuinely seemed surprised as hell when I changed so I don't think I got the genes from her!
Mom mentioned his name here and there along with bits of info he gave her so I started there.
At first, I hired a human P.I. to dig as much as he could. It's not like there are many werewolf detective agencies around and I didn't know any werewolves to ask either. The P.I. had cheap rates but was decent at finding info for me. I think he felt bad for me since I was a kid but hey, whatever. It was a starting point and I was able to get new information from him. With the details I gained from the P.I. I was able to do my own research here and there when I travelled. Since I wasn't in a hurry I just worked on it when I could over the years. I was able to narrow my search, which lead to my current city.
I methodically review the papers and old photos when I set them down to take a break. I'm just people watching when my eyes casually land on a group of three guys.
My heart begins to pound! My mind begins to race!
It. It can't be! No fucking way!
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The Red Wolf's Mate
WerewolfWyatt Smith is an average 17yr old. He goes to school and work. He keeps his head down and doesn't get into trouble. Why? His home life is hell! He also has a secret which haunts his dreams. Maureen Silva is the respected Alpha of the Blazing Ridge...