The room was big to say the least. The big double bed with black covers and white pillows. The floor was covered in a dark brown carpet. The walls a light shade of grey to the side of the room where a couple of white leather couches. With a wooden coffee table and a big flat screen TV. On either side of the of the bed where wooden bookshelves filled with books, CDs, and movies.
There were two doors on either side of the room. One leads to a walk in closet, the other to the bathroom. I just stood there not knowing what to do. Eventually I just shook my head and stepped out the door.
The Hallway was empty but the sound of chatter and laughter could be heard a few levels below me. I slowly walked down the stairs. There's no need to rush but I did have this uneasy feeling. And in all my years in the Academy, its that you should trust your gut. The closer I got the louder they're voices got.
Finally reaching the bottom, I was about to head for the dining room when Luna Meghan popped out of no where.
"Shit!" I jumped back a bit.
"Yeah.. She does that a lot" Alpha Daniel said as he walked out of the kitchen and into the dining room.
"Common Logan I need your help in the kitchen. The Stuffed Cow not gonna carry itself"
"Of course Luna Meghan" She gave an irritated sigh before giggling.
"Its just Meghan. I hate formalities"
The kitchen was a buzz of pack members rushing around with serving platters. Silverware (well not actual silver), bowls, plates, bottles of wine, juice, punch. You name it they got it.
"Wait.. Stuffed Cow?" She didn't reply, just simply pointed to a group of men struggling to pick up a giant tray with a over sized skinned cow cooked to perfection surrounded by other meats and vegetables.
"The hell are we supposed to carry this!" On of them shouted out of breath.
"You don't.. He does" Meghan pocked me.
They all simultaneously raised a brow.
"The Hunter? Meghan you can't be serious. No offence dude. Its just that we're struggling and its the four of us"
"No offence taken. Step aside gentlemen" They stepped away with a low snigger.
"Good luck"
I slowly rolled up my sleeves. Then grabbed either side of the tray. I twisted my head toward Meghan.
"So what's in this thing?" She smiled proudly.
"Everything" My brows most likely disappeared into my hairline.
With a deep breath I heaved. At first nothing happened. The kitchen fell silent as they watched me. I could see a blonde from the corner of my eye biting her lip as she eyed me.
I reaped the tray, Getting a moan of disappointment from the girls around the room. I to of my shirt to reveal a sleeveless vest underneath. A whistled went about the room. I tossed my shirt to Meghan.
"Hold that for me"
Once again I grabbed the tray but this time I locked my feet in place an tensed my muscles. With a deep breath I heaved. My Muscled rippled as gradually the tray lifted off the counter.
"Damn" Blonde whispered.
I slowly turned towards the door and took slow but wide steps forward. I could feel a small burn start in my shoulders with each step. Now in the hallway I continued into the dining room.
"Logan is that you?" Lucy's voice came from the other side of the cow.
"Yep now step aside" My voice was slightly strained.

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The Hunter
WerewolfA story of Hunter and his journey. A story of love and hate. Passion and fate. Truth and deceit. To concur a great feet. His name is Logan Hunter. Son of The Great Hunter named Keith Hunter, a powerful but fair man. Logan sure does live up to his...