(MxM) Tales of a Shifter (P4)- The Blood

Chapter 39 - Tomorrow

Chapter 39

Jacob walked down the pristine and warm halls of the Leopard Kings home.

The hallowed ring of the cell phone pressed to his ear was annoying. Jacob had no love for mortal instruments or technologies. But where there was use in an item he would use it.

Guns. Poison. Broken glass. It had its uses.

Jacob was marching forwards, the phone buzzing in his ear was slowly setting his blood to a boil; When a large and claw tipped hand slammed down, non to gently, on his shoulder.

"Hey Fucker where you think you're going!?" A sharp and angry voice snarled at his back. "You're not allowed free roam in this bitch. Get in here!"

And before Jacob could truly decide whether he would rip the owner of that arm to shreds, Jacob was being shoved to the left and into a room that was....nowhere as pristine and pretty as the rest of the Leopard Kings Mansion.

The room was small, devoid of furniture....and the walls were hosting dozen of deep claw marks...and the carpet and wooden floor stunk of Ghoul and blood.

"Ohm....what delicious mayhem happened in here?" Jacob couldn't help but chuckle as he let himself be shoved into the room. He glanced back and realized that he was being cordoned off from behind, by two of the Leopard Shifters who Mantilo had identified as his Guardians.

One of the men had yellow hair that could have out shown the sun and sharp blaring green eyes.

The other Guardian was a short and stocky built youth. With short black hair, small blue eyes and a calm rage about him that somehow reminded Jacob of Mantilo the Leopard king.

Suddenly the young male was speaking.

"Your little Alchemists buddy's happened!" The younger male with blue burring eyes replied.

His face was covered in a frown of displeasure as he glanced around the room, then looked at Jacob. "Those Ghouls that they sent after Brandon tore up this entire room trying to get at him." The Youth reported heavily as if Jacob should care. Then the Youth straitened his legs and a serious tone came over him.

"My Clan Head Mantilo believes it would be best if you were kept in here until the meting convenes tomorrow Jacob of the Lions. So refrain from venturing out or we will hurt you."

"Pardon me....!" Jacob downright chuckled looking the youth up and down. "But Who ARE you again?" Jacob dryly drawled at the male Leopards standing in the room with him.

Jacob truly had forgotten their names.

"MY name is Drin...and this is Lander." The Youth replied first pointing to himself then over to his partner.

Drin may have been young, but he held himself with dignity and he seemed to sneer behind his eyes but his expression remained mostly natural and stoic as he looked at Jacob.

Feeling the insane itch to throw the Guardians out of the room so that he could make his phone call in peace Jacob cast them a sharp sneer and made a shooing motion at them with his hand.

"Well then Drin and Lander....I need to make a call so if you don't mind? Fuck off!" Jacob told them.

He was far from surprised when both of the Guardians hissed back at him.

"Hey! It's fucking Guardian Lander to you Lion!" Lander snarled suddenly and with a clear open aggressive movement he slammed his hands into the Jacob's body shoving him. "And don't think for a second that I've forgotten that you almost killed my brother out in that forest! You evil bastard!"