The Secrets of The Reverence Pack

Chapter 30: A Midnight Talk

Shiro: I can't leave my territory right now. But I can talk over the phone.

Jett: Not good enough, Prince. This has to be in person.

Shiro: Where do you want to meet?

Jett: How about that shed of yours right by my territory lines? Is that safe enough?

He impatiently waited for a reply. Dr. Bailey had told him to get some sleep to get his wounds to heal faster, but he just couldn't. He was restless as his soul threatened to pull him all the way to that man. He needed some answers. But, more importantly, he needed to see him. Because the last time he saw him was when he had those cold eyes. The ones that he had when he was looking at him as if he was an enemy, rather than a mate. That wasn't the real Shiro. And Jett needed to finally see him with that mask of his off.

Shiro: That's safe. No one typically goes near that one unless it's for purposes such as when we went to your territory to help with the hunters. I have some chores to do, but I'll meet you there.

Jett: Chores? After what just happened, you have enough energy for chores?

Shiro: They aren't that bad. And they shouldn't take long, either. I promise.

Jett: Alright. I'll see you soon.

He didn't know why Shiro always typed like he was writing a damn essay for school, but it made him type the same way when replying to him. He had been aggravated all day at that point, getting grumpy about little things. Most of the people that tried to talk to him were told to give him space. He didn't want to lash out at anyone at the moment.

Instead, he grabbed a pair of shorts and headed out of the house. He made sure to tell Alex that he was heading outside of the territory. He was the only one he could think of that would be up that late at night. Knowing him, he was probably trying to sext Geo or something. Everyone else had gone to bed hours ago. They all had children to take care of, or Manny's bar to maintain. If Bree woke up to him being gone, she was going to throw a fit, but he would deal with that when it came.

He transformed into his wolf, allowing the comforting smells of home to take over his senses. His arm still hurt from earlier that day, but the rest of his wounds were just about gone. He grabbed his shorts with his mouth and started running. Even in his wolf form, he felt restless. He pushed forward with the promise of seeing the man of mystery that he had been trying to figure out for almost a month now. The more he got to know him, the more mysterious he became.

And why is he doing chores right now?! First of all, it was night, and late at that. Second of all, if he was as strong as Jett was then he should be trying to take it easy to recover from that fight earlier that day. He was probably pushing himself too far. Just the thought of that made a rumble come out of his chest. The more he thought about Shiro, the more protective he became of him. And the more frustrated he became that the man wouldn't let him help at all.

He got to the shed and quickly transformed. It was a nice little room. There were even a couple small beds, and a bath in it. He always wondered what the Reverence Pack's sheds looked like. Each pack had a different design to their sheds, with different things that they deemed necessary. While Jett's had showers and clothes, it seemed like this pack went all out. It looked like a small cottage with how quaint it was.

He didn't want to wear one of the robes that were there. So, he just threw on his shorts and stepped out. Knowing Shiro, he'd want to change before talking. Jett doubted the man would travel there in his human form. It was way too far.

It had been a while since he had seen that wolf. But he recognized it easily. The small brown wolf quietly made itself known, its dark eyes looking into his with interest. All the anger and frustration he had just a moment before seemed to melt away as he saw those warm eyes. He smiled and let him pass into the hut. It only took a second for him to come out in his human form.