My phone rang early the next morning waking me up from a deep and needed slumber, and I couldn't help but almost cry out in annoyance and anger.
Who the fuck is calling me at this hour? I thought and screamed into my pillow, barely conscious for whatever it was that I had to do while I reached for my phone because I knew that whoever was calling me was not going to let up until I answered.
Blearily, I turned to my side so that my face was uncovered and looked at my phone to see that it was from an unknown number.
Sighing, I answered my phone and placed it to my ear. "This is Kel," I said groggily while I closed my eyes and laid my head back down on my pillow. "This better be fucking important."
A deep chuckle from the other end had me opening my eyes again, for I didn't recognize the chuckle but for someone I knew that chuckle. "That is quite the greeting from you, Miss Rice," the person on the other end of the line said, their voice smoother and higher pitched than it should be. "And here I was calling to check on you."
But what if it wasn't him..?
I sighed and closed my eyes while I buried further into my bed and covers. "I just need some sleep," I said, "which is what I was doing before you called me, so what do you want?"
There was a pause on the other side of the phone before the person, a man, sighed tiredly. "To meet," he said before he cleared his throat to make sure that his voice didn't crack. "Care to play a game of cards?"
I groaned and closed my eyes tighter before I gritted my teeth tighter in annoyance. "You called me at..." I pulled my phone away from my face, opened my eyes to check the time, pursed my lips in annoyance when I saw that it was only eleven, and then put it back to my ear with an annoyed groan, "... eleven in the fucking morning to play a fucking game of cards?"
"Yes," the man on the other end of the line, Xander, said with a small chuckle and a nod before he cleared his throat and grew serious. "I want to see that you are alive and well," he said, his voice cracking again. "Please..?"
There was another small crack in his voice that woke me up more and had me raising an eyebrow in question because I did not expect that.
"What is with the cracking of your voice?" I asked and sighed, deciding that it would be for the best that I listened to Xander for once and go see him wherever he was hiding. "Don't tell me you are going soft on me."
He chuckled before he cleared his throat again. "It's not that I am not soft with you, Miss Rice, but I do care about you."
I rolled my eyes and pressed my lips into a thin line. "I didn't say that you didn't care about me," I grumbled before I cleared my throat and shifted in my bed. "Where am I meeting you?" I asked, changing the subject while I pulled my covers off of my body and got out of my bed with my dog following me.
Xander chuckled amused before he grew serious. "Go ahead and go to the edge of the pack border," he said. "Come alone."
I sucked my teeth against my lips and grimaced with a shake of my head. "Oof, not possible," I said and walked to my door with my dog following me. "I am bringing someone with me and my dog. He needs to go use the bathroom anyway." I looked at my dog to see him looking at me with an annoyed look on his face.
Xander chuckled. "Make it quick," he said before he paused and cleared his throat, growing serious. "Who else are you taking with you?"
I opened my bedroom door and walked out before I waited for Kyler to come out so that I could close it behind me. "Who do you think?" I asked and closed it once he exited.
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The Cowgirl Rogue
WerewolfNineteen-year-old Kellum, or Kel, Rice, the carefree stubborn she-wolf cowgirl never wanted a pack or a mate. She loved being a rogue for hire, but more importantly traveling around with her Wolf/German Shepherd mix and her Quarter Horse/Arab mix ho...