Sang is a Werewolf, the only female of her kind to ever shift, yet only a few know. Due to the fact that only female werewolves can carry shifting children, and the limited number of females in the werewolf community, women are usually protected wit...
Walking into the gym its almost empty, besides a few rogues who decided to eat lunch in here I guess. One of these rogues is Tony so I'm thankful- for more reasons than one.
"Hey Tony!" I exclaim putting my extra bag with my clothes from earlier down towards the bottom of the bleachers since I was too lazy to go back to my car, and taking my book bag with me, walking up towards him.
"Hey Sang," he stops looking me up and down, "two things, one- are you okay? And two, didn't Alpha Blackbourne call you out yesterday for inappropriate clothing, even though you weren't really wearing anything revealing? Holy shit he's gonna loose it." He says smiling and checking me out at the end.
"Well, my good dealer," I smile and wiggle my eyebrows, "One it seems the Alphas have a temper but I'm fine, and two, yes he is gonna lose it, and I simply can't wait to watch." I grin at him remembering my original plan from this morning and feeling slightly more normal than when I walked in the door. That god damn bitch can shove his dress code where the sun don't shine. My body, my choice. I smile thinking about how he told me my workout clothes this morning didn't fit the dress code and almost chuckle out loud.
I'm wearing an almost burnt orange crop top that has a deep-v neck, some high waisted jean shorts, simple white nikes, and some gold jewelry. My scars are on full display, I'm not shy about them in the slightest, they're a part of me and if anyone has a problem it doesn't concern me.
-minus the jacket-
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Tony chuckles at my normal antics, "Alas my good dealer, I've merely come to see if you have any of the devils lettuce on you, it has been entirely too long since I've enjoyed a salad," I say with a posh accent while all of Tony's friends laugh.
"For my favorite female? Of course I do," he says, "I also may have some special brownies left over from a sale this morning too if you're interested and some gummies."
"God you're so hot when you talk weed," I winked at him laughing causing him to chuckle.
"I will take all the brownies and gummies you have, and ten joints if you have that many on you," I say. I hear one of Tonys friends mutter 'damn' under his breath causing me to laugh again. We finish our exchange and I end up with four brownies, the ten joints I originally wanted, and like twelve packs of gummies. I have no clue why he carries so much on him but god I'm thankful for it.
"Thank you sweet baby Jesus, you have no idea how badly I need to get stoned right now," I laugh putting everything in my bag and handing him the cash he asked for. Tony has been my dealer for a very long time so we have a mutual respect and trust thing going on, we don't usually talk this much though.
"I don't know girl you look like you need to get stoned pretty bad," one of his friends say and I flip him off laughing again.
"Honestly, you right," I said sitting down, "How long until lunch is over?" I asked them.
