A Hunter and A Werewolf Impossible

Chapter eight

Chapter eight

Dru’s POV

I shut my locker door and fang stood there making me jump. “Hey.” I said smiling at him. “You seem jumpy today why?” he asked worried. “I’m thinking about telling the guy I like. I like him.” I said he looked worried. I rolled my eyes and kissed his cheek. “It’s you silly.” I giggled when he made an o face. “Got it. here let me get that.” He said when I reached for my journal on the top shelf. Normal I have to climb inside my locker to get it. “Thanks.”  I said and froze when I saw a familiar face unable to place it. but she was watching me.  “Dru dad called said he got your hair dye.” Em said scratching his head glancing at Fangs best friend, Blade. I have electric blue hair and bright blue eyes to match. I glanced back at creepy girl she was in her locker pulling out a black leather book I saw some of the art work on it and bit my lip worried. Em saw it to and nodded.

I worked the lock to mystery girls locker and opened it. the book was on the top shelf Em grabbed it and groaned. “Girly what did you get yourself into.” Em muttered. “This is a very, very bad book.” I stated stuffing it back in and locked the door calling dad telling him we had a witch in town.

I sat next to Fang a smile on my face. “Sorry I’m late.” We were having dinner in a small dinner. He shrugged. “It’s okay. Your still new to town. Did you get lost?” he asked I blushed nodding unable to tell him I had honestly just lost track of time because my dad had insisted on giving me THE talk. Again. Then proceeded to toss me a condom as I walked out the door. and I tossed a knife at him which got stuck to the was centimeters from his head. “It’s okay. I already ordered.” Fang said as a Coke was sat in front of me and a plate of a burger and a large amount of fries. “Ketchup?” I asked putting salt on the fries and then ketchup. He smiled doing the same.

“What’s your natural hair color?” Fang asked me out of nowhere. “A mucky brown. Last time I checked.” I told him and he saw my protection tattoo. Same one my family has. “does your dad know you have that?” he asked me. I nodded. “he has the same one.” I told Fang as the girl from school walked in. I ignored her and concentrated on my date. I was off duty. “so Fang. Real name or your nickname?” I teased. he laughed. “Real it’s on my birth certificate.” He laughed. I smiled at him and ate a fry. “twenty questions?” I asked. He nodded.

“where did you live before this?” he asked me.

“everywhere. Your favorite color? Mine’s Blue.” I told him.

“Electric blue.” I blushed it’s the same color as my eyes and hair. “band? Asking Alexandria.”

“AC/DC. I grew up with it. my dad plays nothing after ’89. Uh. Thing to do?”

“Run. You?”

“Research and shooting my gun.”

“You actually like research? Wow nerd.” He teased. rolling my eyes as he paid and led me out to my Camaro. “I’ll see you tomorrow then?” I asked. He nodded and kissed my forehead lightly. “see you at school.” He whispered not leaning away. rolling my eyes I pulled his lips to mine and kissed him.

Fang’s POV

I walked up to the house whistling when I nearly got run over by a black Camaro with red racing strips. Same year as my angels but beat up to much to be hers.  Two man came out and stormed up to me the taller one held me up by the collar of my shirt. “Where’s the alpha?” he snarled. “My father is in his Office.” I snapped. “Take us to him pup or I’ll put a bullet in your brain.” The short one demanded. I pushed the taller one off me and led them to my fathers office.

“WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER QUINN!” the short one yelled at my dad. “I don’t have her Cartail.” The short one collapsed. “Then who does?” he sobbed running his hand through his hair. “I’ll check the town over. maybe she just took a walk.” The tall one said. “not with her weapons in the front seat and the keys in the ignition.” He paled. “What if she’s dead?” “Cartail go find her.” my father said. “You have my permission to search the entire territory. If anyone can find her it’s you.” Dad said a hand on the sobbing mans shoulder.