Doggy Style

I Swear on my Life

A/N: I wish I had some kind of amazing excuse for why it took me so long to write and publish this, but the fact of the matter is that I just have procrastination issues. HOWEVER, due to a recent schedule change, I should have at least an hour more of time that I can dedicate to writing. Hopefully this will make it easier for me to get out updates at a faster rate. We'll have to see :/...

Tripp's POV

"Stupid humans. Stupid parties. Stupid alcohol! Stupid...stupid me..." I grumbled under my breath as I trudged through the woods. "Dad's gonna kill me..." I scrubbed my hand over my face and sighed.

"Why's he gonna kill you?"

"JESUS CHRIST ON A CRACKER!! Rhe, what are you doing here?"

Rhe tugged on the lapels of her jacket, probably out of habit, and cocked her head to the side. "Lookin' for you, dumbass. Austin said you got trashed and ran off during the party. Where'd you end up?"

I scrunched up my nose and shoved past her. "I don't wanna say..."

She quirked an eyebrow and followed after me. "Y'know, you kinda smell like human...," she sniffed the air a couple of times and grimaced, "and were-bear. Did you end up at Vitriol?"

I scoffed and shook my head. "No. I haven't been to Vitriol since I caved in Mariano's face. The bouncers there aren't exactly fond of me."

Rhe scoffed and shoved me into the clearing where the pack house was. "Can't imagine why. Do you think he recovered? He was smashed up pretty good."

"He's a Lust demon, Rhe. Of course he recovered. Probably looks like brand new..." I continued walking towards the front of the house, dashing in and then slamming the door on Rhe.

"Wow, okay then, bitch." Rhe pounded her fist against the door a couple of times before screaming for my dad.

I gasped and swung the door open. "Wait, wait! I'm sorry, please stop screaming!"

Instead of stopping, she continued to scream, and continually got louder.

"Please! I'll buy you something! Anything! Just please stop screaming!!"

Rhe went silent. "Anything?" She inquired quietly.

I nodded. "Anything. I swear on my life."

She nodded and shoved her hands into her pockets. "I want that new dating game. Y'know, the one with the gay dads..."

"Okay. I'll gift it to you on Steam."

She nodded and sauntered past me and into the house. Before she went up the stairs towards her apartment, she turned on her heels and grinned. "By the way, your dad's out on a business trip right now. Wanted me to tell you to take over training while he's gone."

The second she finished talking, she ran up the stairs on all fours, snickering like a brat.

I stood in place for a brief moment until what she said had fully processed. "OH, YOU LITTLE MOTHERFUCKER!!"