I wake-up early so I can get ready for my meeting with the Brownie Chieftain without disturbing Wyatt. I dress in comfortable jeans, a purple tank top, a black hooded trench coat with matching black lace-up boots. I pull my hair up into a simple high ponytail. Simple yet versatile in case something happens I am not restrained by clothing. I make my way to the kitchen, make some coffee to have with a muffin. I finish in the kitchen, go to the bathroom to brush my teeth and go check on Wyatt one last time before I have to leave. I move to his side of the bed, watching him peacefully sleep. I bend down, kiss his cheek while whispering, "I love you. Stay safe. I'll be back as soon as I can." I leave the bedroom and head to my office.
I mind link Jax: Are you on your way to my room yet? Double check on the outside guard when you arrive.
Jax: Yes Alpha. I'm almost to your door. Guard change was at 5 A.M. Jeremy is currently outside. May I come inside?
Maureen: Enter. Continue with mind link. Wyatt is still sleeping.
Jax: Yes Alpha. Garret is on his way and should be here any minute.
Maureen: Garret, what is your E.T.A?
Garret: 5 minutes Alpha.
Garret arrives and we head to my office, which is where the portal access is located. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, inhaling Wyatt's scent, reassuring myself he will be safe with Jax and Jeremy guarding him while I'm gone. I open my eyes and step through the portal.
BROWNIE KINGDOM
We step through the portal and we find ourselves in a brightly lit room, which is decorated like office. I take note of the dominate aroma circulating throughout the room, fresh rain and moist dirt. It's not the smell of mud, which has a thicker, musty, smelly odor but a lighter fragrance. We are standing on a large rug with a picture of the night sky and a grandiose desk to the far left of the room. In front of the desk stands a man about my height. Power and authority radiating all around him. He has tan skin, long, straight, black hair, which hangs loose down his back, and light brown eyes. He is wearing dark jeans, a long sleeve cotton navy blue shirt, and brown shoes.
"Good morning Alpha Maureen. Welcome to my kingdom", he says while walking toward us with his hand outstretched, offering me a handshake.
I smile back while extending my hand, "Good morning Chieftain. Again, thank you for meeting us. Also, words can not truly express my gratitude for your assistance in saving my mate. I would like to introduce you to Garret" while motioning to him with my arm.
"You're very welcome Alpha Maureen. Nice to meet you Garret. I am so sorry to hear the poison came from my kingdom. Please, come sit down. We will review and discuss the situation at hand."
The Chieftain and Garret shake hands, then we all go take our seats. The Chieftain settles into a robust, leather chair situated across from a matching couch, which is where Garret and I park ourselves. There is a long, rectangular glass coffee table in between us.
The Chieftain leans forward in his chair while running his hand over multiple folders and a laptop, which are spread out on the table in front of him.
I lightly chuckle, which gains the Chieftain's attention. He offers a small smile and inquires, "Please share. What is funny Alpha Maureen?"
"I'm sorry Chieftain..
Suddenly before I can finish I hear, "Please call me Ioane. Chieftain is typically used in formal meetings. Although we are meeting about a serious matter it is not a formal setting. I would be more comfortable if you call me Ioane or Mr. Mahoe, whichever you prefer.
"Oh, Ok. Thank you, Mr. Mahoe. This may sound trivial but Garret is wondering why we are the same size as you and our surroundings when you are a brownie and we are werewolves. Please, no disrespect is intended Mr. Mahoe. I know we have seen each other at formal, multi-species meetings outside your realm or by letters through the portal. This is our first time to your kingdom and we know our species are different. So, just curious."
He laughs while leaning back into his chair. "I understand. It's simple really. Most species are larger than us. We acknowledge that fact. So, when we have others visit through that portal we've placed an automatic re-sizing charm. As soon as one enters our kingdom and passes through the portal they are re-sized so to speak to fit our kingdom. If you entered our kingdom and stepped foot into my office without the re-sizing charm you would be humongous to my kind. You would crush not only my room but the castle, the surrounding buildings and grounds. So, we find it proactive to use the charm."
Garret nods his head while I state, "You're right. That is a very proactive , safe measure you've installed. Thank you for explaining. Ok, now that Garret's curiosity has been sated we can move onto why we are visiting you.
"Certainly Alpha Maureen."
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The Red Wolf's Mate
WerewolfWyatt Smith is an average 17yr old. He goes to school and work. He keeps his head down and doesn't get into trouble. Why? His home life is hell! He also has a secret which haunts his dreams. Maureen Silva is the respected Alpha of the Blazing Ridge...