Not All YouTubers Are Human {1}

Chapter 23|| Part 2

"She's a what?!" Ken asked, while Bob shook his head, obviously not believing me.

"That's impossible, there's no such thing as werewolves." He said, crossing his arms.

"That's what I thought," I countered, matching his stance and crossing my arms. "Until I saw it with me own eyes."

"Did you really force out your accent?" He asked unamused.

"Yeah," I chuckled, then started laughing as Ken joined me.

Bob didn't laugh, didn't even smile. Instead, he left and went inside of a nearby pub. What is up with him? I gave Ken a questioning face, but he just shrugs. "What now?"

"I'm going to go find her, you and Bob can go find out if those guys are keeping Mark here in Ireland." I ordered, then jogged off to the streets.

I stopped once I realized I have no fucking idea as to where she is. Turning around, I jog back to Ken. "I can't find her, I don't even know where she is."

All of a sudden, cars were honking and blaring. "Found her." Ken said.

I chuckle a little then dash off towards the cars smashing their car horns. When I reach the cars, I see Wolf–er, Sam trotting down the sidewalk on the other side of the road, occasionally sniffing the ground. She must be tracking something... Or someone.

I look to my left then right before crossing, being smart and avoiding getting hit by cars. I silently follow behind her, keeping a good distance away from her. Where are you going?

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Echo's P.O.V
I've been tracking Mark's faint scent for a while now, almost three hours, and I haven't found where it leads to.

I sigh as I lay in the shade of a shop's awning, exhausted from the heat and the walking. After a couple of minutes I get back up, and sniff the air, making sure Fritz wasn't around. But instead of smelling the monster, I smelt a particular Irishmen, Jack. Well, it doesn't matter, he doesn't know what I am... I think.

I shake my head and sniff the ground, catching Mark and Wades scent this time. And it's clear they weren't supplied with deodorant for their trip. I run off down the sidewalk, hot on their trail. I speed past walking pedestrians and locals until I stop in front of two tourists.

Shit.

"Wolf?! I am so glad to see you!" Bob cheers as he kneels down and wraps his arms around me.

Well, back to playing the role of a dog. Capricorn says amused.

I ignore her and wag my tail, licking his face which was salty and moist from sweat. Ewwwww, I whine in disgust. Capricorn chuckles, making me all the more eager to get back at her one day.

I stop licking Bobert's face and let him and Ken pet my head. "What are you doing here?"

"Who cares, let's just go find Echo and Jack." Ken said, pulling Bob up.

"You mean Sam and Sean." Bob corrected.

"Since when did you call them by their real names?" Ken asked.