The huntress & The alpha

Chpt. 3

(A ring dagger in pic ↑)

-Talia's p.o.v.-

"Are you hungry or aren't you?" I asked the little puppy. She-which I figured out the puppy is a girl-whimpered holding up her head weakly. I slightly lifted one corner of my mouth and shook my head a little. I held the bottle in front of her face and she started drinking the milk, finally.

BANG!

I jumped and looked around quickly. I put the puppy in its small box and slowly stood up.

BANG!

I looked over at my front door. I quietly walked over there grabbing my ring daggers. I quickly opened my front door and grabbed who it was. I flung them to the ground and slammed my knee onto their chest then placed the blade of my ring dagger onto their neck.

"Dyson?!" I asked when I realized who it was. He just looked at me wide eyed and swallowed quickly.

"Uh, hi Talia. I didn't know you lived here" he said his voice slightly shaky.

"Yea, what are you doing here?" I asked.

"I came to check the place out, I heard a loud bang when I was passing by" he said and I narrowed my eyes at him.

"That wasn't you?" I asked.

"No" he said. Crap. I sighed and stood up and he let out a sigh of relief.

"Well, uh, if you want I could stay around and keep watch" he said standing up. I looked at him.

"I can take care of myself" I said.

"So, I saw" he said and looked around the place.

"Thought you said it was family night" he said looking at me.

"Uh, that's right it is and my parents stepped out to get take out. They're going to be back any minute now so you should go" I said quickly. I pushed him out the door and sighed. That was a close one.

-Dysons p.o.v.--back at the house-

"So, what happened?" Conner asked looking at me.

"Nothing, just that she can take care of herself" I said remembering the blade against my neck.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Well, she actually caught me off guard by throwing me to the ground and holding a ring dagger to my throat" I explained. He started laughing but he cut himself off like he remembered something.

"What did you say her last name was?" He asked.

"I didn't" I said confused.

"Well, what is it?" He asked.

"I don't know to pronounce it" I said.

"Try"

"What does her last name have to do with anything?" I asked.

"I'm going on a hunch here" he said.

"Okay, I think she said Jägerin" I said and he gave me a look like it meant something.

"Are you sure that's what she said?" He asked.

"No!" I said.

"Why?" I asked. He sighed running a hand through his hair. He looked at me.

"Talk to her tomorrow, make sure that isn't what she said her last name was" he said and I furrowed my eye brows at him.

"Why?"

"Because Jägerin means Huntress in German" he said looking me straight in the eyes.

"What?" I asked shocked.

"No, no it can't. She can't be" I said and he shrugged.

"Do not tell anyone about this got it?" I ordered and he nodded. He walked out of my room and I laid down going to sleep.

-the next day-

I ran as fast as I could to Talia's house. I saw her car parked outside and I sighed a relief. She's still here.

I knocked on her front door and waited.

"Dyson?" She asked and I turned to look at her.

"I didn't wake your parents did I?" I asked. She seemed a little confused but it was gone in a split second.

"Oh uh, no they already left for work" she said. She's lying, I can tell.

"Where are they really?" I asked and she looked away.

"I told you, at work" she said.

"You're lying" I said and she looked at me surprised.

"How-"

"You have a tell" I said and she sighed.

"Where are your parents?" I asked.

"Dead" she said quietly while looking down.

"What about other family?" I asked.

"I had an aunt but she was killed" she said letting me in her house.

"Oh, im-"

"Don't say sorry" she said.

"Okay" I said.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked and she nodded.

"What is your last name again and the meaning?" I asked and she looked up at me.

"Jägerin its German for huntress" she said.

"Oh" I mumbled.

"Can I tell you something?" She asked and I nodded.

"Well, I believe-no I know there's things out there in the world. Like vampires, werewolves-"

"Werewolves? How can you be so sure?" I asked.

"Because-" she walked into a room full of weapons. "I watched one kill my aunt" she finished.

"So um-"

"Why am I telling you this?" She asked.

"Because I hunt the supernatural" she said pulling out a bow and arrows.

"So, what are you going to do with that?" I asked.

"Practice" she said and grabbed my hand pulling me along with her. Practice? So she can't be very good at it if she's practicing.

She stopped in her backyard and positioned the arrow onto the bow. She pulled it back then let it go. It flew through the air then stuck in a tree. I was wrong, dead wrong.

My mate is a huntress.