Bye bye sunny California and hello Michigan. Y/n Rogers finds herself with a lot more than moving boxes to unpack as she catches the eyes of two supernatural beings. A war brewing right under her nose, she finds herself stuck in the middle. Which s...
My ears perked back when the sounds of y/ns alarm went off. I raised my big wolf head and stretched, yawning a little as I heard her scuffle down the stairs and greet her father. I did a lap or two around, making sure everything was safe and secure and there weren't any fresh scent trails.
"Morning, boss. Laura made breakfast. Get here quick enough and it'll still be warm." Clint greeted.
"You act as if I'm the slowest." I chuckled, watching a bird push its three little ones from the nest. Two out of the three birds spread their wings and shakily flew while the other one... the other just couldn't get there and hit the ground with a little chirp.
"I wasn't implying that. I was just saying... you wouldn't still happen to be at y/n's house would you?" Clint chuckled in amusement.
I huffed, "I'm heading that way now, and my breakfast still better be warm."
My paws hit the dew soaked ground as I ran back to the pack grounds, eager to interrogate the leach that was outside y/n's window. My blood boiled at the thought of what could have happened, what he wanted to happen.
"There she is!" Yelena chuckled in amusement as I phased back into my human skin. The blonde beta tossed me a pair of shorts and a t shirt to cover up in, "Guess you owe me ten bucks, Barton!"
"You guys made a bet?" I snorted, pulling the shirt over my head.
Clint grumbled something, slapping the ten dollar bill in Yelena's hand. I said good morning to Laura and thanked her for the breakfast as I sat down to grub.
"He didn't think you'd make it here fast enough. He thought you might be still standing under her window, serenading her or something." Yelena giggled as she explained the bet.
"Well I don't sing so it looks like your bet was doomed from the start." I winked at Clint.
"You do sing. I have heard you sing. In the shower." Yelena exposed me, taking a really big drink of her orange juice as I stopped mid chew to glare at her.
"Oh do I enjoy the sisterly banter." Thor chuckled.
"So," I swallowed my food, "where is the leach?"
Clint smirked, "he's in the abandoned cabin in the swamps. The witch is watching over him."
"Then let's go and pay Ms. Maximoff a visit." I held a smirk of my own as I pushed off the barstool.
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Clint huffed, slapping a mosquito on his arm and wiping his hand on his jeans. The swamp hummed with insect life as the moss covered water swam with few fish. Just up ahead was a really nice cabin with a stereotypical hay roof to make it look more like a witch hut. Red and yellow flowers bloomed in the flower boxes underneath the windows. And just a few feet away was an abandoned cabin that we used in situations like these.
