Run

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"Julius!" Maggie, the secretary, exclaims in a whisper-voice. Her eyes widen, sparkling. She takes me in from head to toe. "You're back."

"Yes, ma'am." I wink.

A scent of excitement and... something else fills the air. I sniffed it and laughed lightly. She blushes.

"See you, Maggie." I waved as I walked away.

I walked through the undertunnels, in search of one person. I passed by other older wolves who all regarded me and nodded. I nod back and continued on my way. There weren't much pups here as this facility held most of the important imformation.

I entered the information office. Low and behold, there he was. Before I could say anything, he speaks up.

"Where is she." Nico flips through his data folder quickly. His shoulders are tensed, clearly beyond frustrated. It was a slight improvement from not showing emotion at all through his body language when I first met him though. Who knows what is going on in that head of his. "That girl is almost of age."

"What's the worst that can happen, Nico?" I shrugged, tying up my black hair into a man bun. His nostrils flare at his nickname. "If the girl gets found out, they'll find out some of us have been living amongst them and beef up their hunter resources amongst the human civilisation points to pick out those in hiding."

If you didn't realise, that was me being totally sarcastic. He immediately turns around, eyes staring into mine.

"First of all, my name is Nicolas, rogue," His spits through clenched teeth. I try not to smirk at that old term used on me. "Second, you spend so much time away from the organisation, i'm starting to believe you're not taking our kind's future seriously."

If only he knew what I went through the past couple months when I was 'away' from the compounds.

"I'm disappointed, you spend so much time in the compound that you ought to know that we're not ranked by our past packs, ex-beta."

His fists clenched tightly at that. I, a mere rogue, was the current Chief Alpha's right-hand man regarding information from the the outside world. What the chief wanted, the chief got. Meanwhile, Nico, a past Beta in his pack, was put to manage this particular hideout compound. He would probably never get to shift post away from this compound.

His eyes had turned a different shade, indicating his wolf was trying to take control here and now. Not exactly what we need right now.

Well, I knew I probably had gone too far with my reminder but he started it.

He, like many others, was left packless and mateless after the hunters attacked that tragic night many years ago. It was a highly orchestrated mission that must have taken them years to plan for. And it was a very succesful mission at that. Nico was about thirty-five at the time, a warm and meticulous Beta with an exotic wife and three kids. From what I heard, Nico almost went mental. Only one of the children survived. Living under one of our the protection facilities where he is learning to become a warrior. Need lots of those if we want to protect ourselves.

Extensive research is done of the wolves at the top of our growing werewolf survival organisation to ensure the best leadership and expertise. I had been with the Chief since the beginning and was instantly put to go on outside missions. It took many years to build something of of the ruins but here it was.

And if possible, moon goddess help us all, we will still be running for many years to come.

"Nico, look, I shouldn't have crossed the line. I know what happened still hurts you." My voice goes serious. Dead serious, with a hint of understanding. His eyes slowly turn back in the shade of green. "And I may be a funny guy who seems real happy all the time, but never question if I am capable or willing enough to save our kind. Alright?"

No matter how badly our kind treated me before.

Nico nods his head curtly. His wolf disappeared.

"Now," I smirk again as I hand him a slightly warm folder; an after effect of baking in my bag from the desert. "Tadaa."

"What is this?" He grabs the folder, suspicious. He flips through the papers in it an looks to me, eyes widened.

"Holy-"