The night air was pleasant. The three wolves stood, as the tall red-headed one talked. The brown haired wolf said nothing. While the men, explained to her that she needed to accompany them. Betty received a reply from Ja'Mal. He was coming. Her son was on his way. Betty followed the two males and neither spoke. However the shorter one watched her carefully; her body tingled as he watched her.
Betty ignored him, pretending that her body was not simmering in a slow heat that was starting to rise. Besides, Ja'Mal would be here and he would rescue her from them. The three wolves traveled west as Ja'Mal caught up with then. He saw the male wolves walking with his mother between them. He growled, No one would hurt, Momma. Ja'Mal sent a message, Momma, I'm here. Don't be afraid. Betty started to reply, but her son attacked. Already in wolf form, Ja'Mal caught the two weres by surprise. The Weres were skilled fighters, and both fought the unknown male fiercely. They were so easily defeated that both men were stunned. Ja'Mal mentally ordered them to stay down, and eventually they yielded to his command. Ja'Mal checked on his mother she seemed fine.
Maintaining wolf form, Ja'Mal seemed unaware of the uniqueness of this situation. He commanded the males in wolf form. He was not a member of their pack, and should not be able to speak with them in that way. The two weres shared a look. This Were was powerful, and he needed to see Marcus. The male shifted back, as did the other wolves. The two males stood, and faced their unidentified guest.
"Momma. Let's go. I don't know what these guys wanted, but I promise to be watchful and not let them bother you again." He assured his mother, watching the two males as he stood between them and his mom. He wondered what kind of real protection he could offer her. They both worked and if their Alpha sent others to her job, she'd still be defenseless. They needed to go. It was time. His thoughts went to the beautiful woman from the diner, and his wolf protested. No, she is in danger and we will not leave her, his wolf stated emphatically.
These wolves took Momma. She is not safe here. The girl will be fine. he replied, feeling uneasy as he thought of that Indian. He didn't like the proprietary look he gave his woman. See, she is ours. She needs us. We cannot run. We must take a stand Ja'Mal. No more running away.
"Momma, let's go home. We'll figure out what-" Betty interrupted.
"Ja'Mal. No son. We need to talk to them. They followed me and I want to know why? Well, maybe not followed, but I find it strange that they just showed up when they did." Betty spoke. She wondered if they knew of the Old One in the desert. If they did would they try and destroy her son.
Ja'Mal agreed. They needed answers. So instead of leaving, they spoke to the red-haired wolf who was still dazed from having been beaten by the other were. Soon the red-haired wolf regained control and Ja'Mal asked. "Who are you two and why were you following my mother?" Betty stood beside her son, silently waiting for the man to answer. The brown-haired male replied, causing both Ja'Mal and Betty to face him. Betty's wolf stood alerted. His voice was so deep, soothing even. She wanted him to say more.
"We have every right to investigate rogues who enter our territory. No one knows who you are or where you are from. Besides, Dark Weres are rare. Other than Marcus, no others have been seen here." He explained.
Betty perked up. He said Other than Marcus. She wondered, What does he mean?
"What are your names?" Ja'Mal demanded. Both males were instantly irate at answering, and refused, Ja'Mal glared. His steely expression left no room for argument. They wolves submitted, and the tall redhead answered.
"Ssssorry, I am Jacob and this is Logan. We are part of the Kingsley Pack." he answered, not quite understanding his need to submit to the strange interloper. "We have no Alpha, but we do have a leader." Both Logan and Jacob swallowed, "Who are you?" Jacob asked nervously. This male was young, but there was something about him.
