Chapter 1
One more book from me, I couldn't resist, this idea has been in my head for a while and refuses to let me be unless I put it on paper, so here it goes. Few things to keep in mind:
a) Will be updated randomly.
b) Will be a short story.
c) Totally unrelated to the other book I am writing.
d) Absolutely unedited.
I intend to make this a short fun book, so sit back and enjoy!
Chapter 1
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"Pick up! Pick up! Pick up!" She murmured desperately as she heard the phone ringing.
"Yellow!" The other side responded chirpily.
"Thank god Genove! Get me out of here!" She disparately pleaded.
"Whoa! Get you out of where dove?" Genove asked slowly. Trying to understand what the chit had gotten herself in to now.
"I got myself arrested!" She hissed in to the phone, panicky.
"What? How?" Genove asked surprised, of all the things she could manage to do...well, this was new. She did have the capability to surprise him after all these years
"Wait! Wait! I know...you finally used the chainsaw I gifted you last Christmas?" At least that would be worth getting arrested for.
"No..."
"Was it the flamethrower? Now dove don't tell me you used the flamethrower without me?" he pouted. She had promised him a wing man role in the mayhem she planned to unleash with it.
"Listen Genove!" She hissed in to the phone interrupting him "I beat up a wolf, they put me in a slammer!" She wailed. It wasn't as if she killed the damn wolf!
"Aww... Red riding hood beats up the big bad wolf...did you eat him too?...you know revenge for the grandma that he allegedly swallowed?" Genove asked.
"Genove!!!" She screamed in frustration, this was not time for jokes.
"All right...all right...I will be there tomorrow." He agreed grudgingly sensing her mood.
"Tomorrow?!?! What the fuck for?" She demanded.
"You wanted to be adventurous right? So spend a night in the slammer, it is something you can tell your grandchildren" He sagely explained.
"Genove, I swear to you, I will...." She knew why he was doing this, that was his way of teaching her consequences of her actions or some shit like that.
"Listen chit! I am in the middle of doing that thing you asked me to do and I know you can take care of yourself, what's stopping you from walking out?" He asked, his tone no longer playful. Not that she needed his help to get out of a stupid jail.
"Too many witnesses and I am flying under the radar especially with what happened recently...Don't want unnecessary attention." She explained why she was stuck, he was right if she wanted to leave it was not like they could stop her but it would bring un-necessary attention she way trying to avoid.
"aaahhhh" He said in realization "The bad girl don't want to get spanked...again!" He snickered. Yep, if she got attention again for the wrong reasons, it would not end well for her.
"Shut up" She snapped, knowing he was right.
"Tomorrow chit, till then experience the luxuries uncle Sam has to offer....it might be enlightening" He told her, one night in the slammer just might do some good to her.
She bit her lower lip and grudgingly said "All right, tomorrow first thing I am expecting my lawyer"
"I will even wear my lawyer hat, pinky promise!" He said gleefully and disconnected the call.
She hung up the phone and looked at the sergeant looking at her from across the desk who was staring back at her patiently with a grin. He could safely take a guess that it didn't end well for her.
She had made such a fuss when she was arrested and was dragged down to the prescient , she threatened to call her lawyer and sue everyone in sight. This tiny girl surely had some lungs...and balls, not that he would admit it to her.
"Do you guys have room service?" She asked with a straight face.
***
"So miss..."
"Glaneth, with an 'n' and an 'e'" She said.
"Right...so where are you from?" The sergeant asked, she had been festering in the interrogation room for a while before the interrogation started.
"Here and there...no place really, what does it have to do with me being here?" She asked sounding bored.
"All right let me come straight to the point...how did you manage to beat that wolf?" he asked.
"Because I am awesome?" She said with a straight face.
The sergeant sighed and took a deep drink of his coffee and said nothing waiting on her.
"A combination of gravity, newtons laws of motion and luck?" She offered again.
"Can I get a straight answer from you kid?" He didn't have all night, if he missed dinner today his wife would have his balls.
"As straight as I can be" she winked at him.
He sighed again, it was going to be a long day "You beat up the son of the local gamma, you know the kind of trouble you are in?"
"Boo hoo...so what he deserved it! You will not see me spilling any tears over it." She said without remorse.
"He deserved, four broken ribs? Concussion to his head and a spinal cord injury?" he asked incredulously.
"Well may be not all of them...But he is a wolf, he will heal right?" She pouted.
"The Gamma is going to breath down on our precinct hard kid, he is out for your blood. We did not want a human werewolf slug-fest out here, we are pretty calm around these parts and you are an outsider." Did she even realize the kind of trouble she was in?
"Tough luck hu?"
"Seriously how did you freaking beat that werewolf?" he asked genuinely curious, there was no way in hell this petite creature could beat up a teddy bear let alone a fully grown werewolf.
"I hope you are not one of those crazy hunters?" his eyes narrowed at her suspiciously. Those damn hunters were a sect of humans who could not digest the new world order of immortal beings and human's co existing after the great immortal war. Thankfully they were a dying breed.
"oh! Plhuueeze.... Hunting wolves is so yesterday" she rolled her eyes. "If I wanted to hunt" her eyes suddenly lighted up "I have been hunting for a pair of those cute little bunny slippers, you know the one with the cute little nose and whiskers! Have you seen them around? Would kill to get me a pair" She added gleefully.
For the first time he realized the girl might not be all that right on the top floor, what did he deserve to get the crazy one's? But this could be the easy way out. Tell the gamma that she was a loonybin and he could drop her off on the edge of the town with a one way bus ticket. Lot less paperwork that way.
"All right, I am done with you, I will figure this out in the morning, back in to the cell with you?" Hell, this girl can wait till morning, his wife however would not.
"What? You got a sexy donut waiting back home for you?" she whisper asked. "You dumping me for a donut sergeant?" she asked with fake hurt in her voice.
"Goodnight kid! Sweet dreams" He dismissed her.
"ohhh...sweet of course...want to be in them?...it can be arranged, you know?" she flirted.
He just left the room in a huff and someone came over to take her back to her cell. Apparently she was the only one of the fairer gender in the police station. Lucky her! Just for that she got a whole cell for herself and a lot of catcalls and innuendos from her friendly neighbors .
"Babe, need some company, looks like you are cold out there, want some warmth?" one guy from the neighboring cell asked. There were four of five of them, all human. Of course you could not contain a werewolf in these cells there were on a separate floor and the Enforcer division of the police department handled all errant supernatural beings.
She walked closer to the neighboring cells, they were separated with just bars and these were simple holding cells. No privacy at all
"Warmth is it?" she stuttered sexily a little closer as if interested, the guy was pressed to the bars his both hands holding one bar each of the cells separating them he looked at her walking towards him interestingly. Suddenly she stopped as if she lost interest and said "I think I will pass."
"Come on baby, I will make it worth it!" He said, he was speaking to her boobs.
"Like them?" she asked and looked down and cupped them. A few guy in the adjacent cell groaned at her wanton display "yeah bitch!" one guy moaned rubbing his crotch.
"Why don't you bring them closer and I will show you how much like them?" He answered putting his hands through the bars towards her making lewd cupping gestures at her boobs.
She stood there looking at his hands reaching out in to her cell and stepped a little bit closer but just out of reach of his hands and stopped. She looked down again still cupping herself and asked "But don't you think there are small?" She pouted.
"I think there are perfect, in fact made for my hands" he did the squeezing gesture with his hands again "Why don't you come here and let me show you how much I love them" he insisted.
"Do you want to kiss them?" she asked.
"Yes.Yes!!!" he said eagerly "now come here baby!"
"But, baby!" she mocked and added "The only thing you will be kissing tonight will be the bars."
"What?" the guy asked and before he could realize, she came closer and held both his hands in a vice like grip and in a flash pushed him away from the bars of the cell and an instant later pulled him hard. His head crashed in to the bars with a resound sound as he groaned and collapsed on the floor, unconscious.
His cellmates howled in laughter as she moved back to the bunk in the corner, the guard just smiled at her in clear admiration and she gave him a wink and blew him a kiss for his admiration as he shook his head in disbelief. This girl was unbelievable!
She lay down on the bunk and cheerily called out out to them"good night boys! Sweet dreams!"
***
Next morning
James was disgruntled. He was the only unlucky beta in the world he decided. He and his alpha were passing through their territories for some routine inspection and had decided to take a pit stop and instead of getting some deserving RnR he was now trying to keep a frothing gamma from mauling a human girl.
The gamma had created an unholy fuss when his son got beaten up in a bar fight. A little sniffing around revealed that his son was an arrogant prick and many were celebrating his misery, maybe it was time to change gamma in this region.
But what unsettled him was the one that beat him up was a human, that too a girl at that. It was impossible for a human to beat a werewolf in a pure fistfight, something was missing here so the alpha sent him here to check it out. If there was nothing out of the ordinary he was to scare the girl a little and let her go. Damn! He wanted to give her a pat on the back and let her go....maybe even buy her a drink! Not scare her...he sighed, orders were orders.
Did he think the girl kicked the wolf's ass? No fucking way. The boy's friends said he slipped and fell hitting his head hard but again, some people he spoke to told him something else altogether...that she had thrown him around like he was a rag doll. He had dismissed those thoughts.
He thought she got lucky and made the best of it and he admired her for that.
So here he was, in the police precinct instead of sleeping in a warm comfortable bed. He wanted to do a show of force and at the same time mentor some new pups they recruited, so he entered the building with seven of his men.
The sergeant was waiting for him.
"Where is she?" he asked, he didn't like to waste time.
"We put her in an interrogation room" He said and added "but..."
"What?" the beta barked impatiently.
"She is just a small girl, I don't think she could harm anyone, let alone beat up a werewolf...also I think she is not one hundred percent ok in the head." The sergeant quickly added, he would hate if something happened to the girl.
The beta just paused, taking this information in. Was she crazy? that might explain why she would pick up a fight with a werewolf in the first place.
"We are going to scare her a little and let her go" The beta told the sergeant, the cop nodded satisfied.
The beta opened the door to the interrogation room and all him men quickly filled in.He looked at the girl seated at the table with a cup of coffee in front of her.
She looked petite, she was maybe a few inches above five feet, for a moment he thought he walked in to the wrong room. She was fair, with blond hair and beautiful skin, literally as if her skin glowed....she was ethereal.
She cleared her throat to get his attention and when his eyes met hers she asked "Done checking me out?"
He remembered the reason he was here and narrowed his eyes at her, put the fear of the wolf in her and let her go. Easy.
"Do you know why I am here?" he menacingly asked. That voice which usually made many a humans shivering in fright.
"Eight goons, I can take an educated guess" she tapped her forehead and calmly said "But I am lazy and this morning coffee sucks, poor use of tax payers money. It's an outrage really" she took a sip of the coffee and grimaced.
He looked surprised, taken back at her cool, collected voice and immediately his instincts kicked in he felt something off...something was missing in this room and he realized what it was...fear. Every room he walked in to that had human presence , he could always smell fear off a human friend or foe it didn't matter. You simply don't fuck with a beta and live to tell the tale, they would put up a bravado but they could not control the smell of fear that seeped out of them and for the first time ever it was completely absent. He realized with shock that this woman had absolutely no fear of them what so ever.
"But, I am honored" She said pointing to herself. Breaking him out of his thought.
"And why is that?" he took a menacing step towards her, still no reaction from her, usually he had people cowering by now. Amazing!
"They sent the big bad beta for the little old me." She offered.
He narrowed his eyes, how did she know he was a beta? There was no way humans could tell a rank of a wolf by looking at them.
Something was wrong in this room, his instincts were ringing warning bells. There was something critical he was missing.
"Who are you?" The beta whispered at her. For the first time he realized he might be dealing with someone other than some stupid girl who thought she could pick a fight with a wolf.
She tilted her head, gave him a searing gaze, her emerald eyes looking in to his "I am sure you know wolf. " she said eerily
That unwavering gaze....he knew that gaze....but from where?
And then it clicked....
....His body went absolutely cold and his heart started pounding
He knew that gaze, he had seen that gaze before, those unwavering eyes peering in to your soul....the last time he held a gaze like that was fifty years ago and he was confident he would not be alive at the end of it.
He took a deep breath...his hands were shivering and involuntarily he took a few steps back.
His men noticed the change in their beta, a man who had never backed down and for the first time they sensed something from him they had never sensed before.
Fear.
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