It started with a look

Run!

(Rose POV)

I ended up leaving before the sun came up today. I needed some air. My hangover from last night wasn't bad but the things I remember were. I'm a royalty, my girlfriend is a werewolf, my best-friend was a cat thingy....how the fuck was I supposed to comprehend all of that. Nobody should hear all of that, high off your ass. Mind you, nobody should hear that sober

I ended up at the park a few blocks away. I sat on the vacant bench and watched the morning commuters go about their business. Some were jogging, others were walking but most were dressed in business wear and going to work. I guess none of them had any idea that their was another world within their own. Fuck! If shifters are real, what the fuck are the other mythical creatures out there?

The thought of my biological parents hits me hard though. They gave me up to protect me but still kept close. Tania was not just my friend but my guardian....my bodyguard. I knew the woman who raised me wasn't biological but did she know? Did she know who I was? If so....why didn't she tell me?

So many questions and no one to answer them. I sigh and close my eyes, enjoying the morning sun on my skin "You look like you've got a lot on your mind" I open my eyes and see a man smiling down at me "Do you mind if I sit?" He motions to the empty space beside me. I notice an English accent when he talks

"Of course not, please have a seat"

"Thank you" He sits down with a groan and a chuckle "You know, no one tells you that as you get older, rigor mortis starts before you die"

I chuckle and nod my head "My Mum says the same thing, but she also said that getting old is a gift and we should appreciate it because not many today make it that far"

"That is very true young one"

I glance at him and notice his hand in a cast "That looks painful" I nod to it

"Indeed it is" He sighs "But all part of the job"

"Oh? And what job is that?"

"Finding lost things amongst other things" He smiles at me "Allow me to introduce myself" He stands up and bows "Reginald Bower, at your service"

I chuckle a little at his polite exaggeration "I'm Rose, Rose White. I'm very pleased to meet you Mr Bower"

"The pleasure is all mine, I assure you" He sits back down and sighs "Such beautiful moments are far and few between these days. Oh how I wish to make them last"

"Bit of a poet there Mr Bower"

"Amongst other thing" He smiles at me "What do you know of Carla Michaels?" The fuck?!

"I know enough and how do you know her?!" I tell him

"Do you know that she tortures and murders people? Did you know She is a drug lord or the fact she runs her own gang? She kills innocent people Rose and she'll get you killed just being around her" He stares at me seriously but all I give him is a blank expression in return

"Who the fuck are you to be talking about Carla like that?" I growl

"Look, I'm only looking out for you" He sighs "You're too important to let anything bad happen to you"