Pack Challenge
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Hi.
Nothing! She snapped, for no reason in particular.
She saw Conall standing there, staring at her. Looking a little concerned.
Everything okay?
Sara took a breath. Just fine.
Good. Wheres Marrec?
Sara motioned to the back room with a nod of her head. Conall moved that way. So, is it just you today, he asked. Almost innocently.
Sara bit the inside of her lip to stop from smiling, Yeah. Just me.
He shrugged and disappeared in the back. Sara broke into a smile. That boy had it bad for her brutally honest friend. Poor thing. Miki would eat him for breakfast.
What a beautiful smile you have.
Again Sara was startled out of her thoughts, but she had no idea who this was. He was handsome enough. Tall. Powerfully built. Golden blond hair. Green eyes. Clothes straight out of GQ.
She should call Angelina, because he wasnt doing a thing for her.
Thanks. Sara went back to her magazine. She figured the guy was just there to look around to say he had. He didnt exactly seem like the Harley-Davidson type.
I smell him all over you, she heard him whisper across the counter from her. Did he fuck you well, little girl?
Sara felt her mouth go dry and a jolt of fear go down her spine. But she controlled it. And slowly, oh so slowly, she looked up into those beautiful, cold green eyes. Smiled. And punched the prick in his face. The mans head snapped back, but he looked more surprised than hurt. Then he looked pissed. He grabbed Sara by the throat and hissed, Dogs whore, which seemed an odd turn of phrase. But before Sara could react to it or this strangers hand on her throat, she heard a growl coming from behind her.
It was Conall. The big, sweet bear chasing after her friend a few minutes ago was gone, and in his place was a man that on a dark night shed cross the street to avoid. Behind him was Marrec, and Sara couldnt remember ever seeing him so angry or dangerous looking. But it was the growl that came from the front door that completely shocked her.
He stood there. Beautiful as ever, frothing with rage. His hazel eyes were almost black. His lips curled back as he snarled his obvious displeasure. Sara was torn between being scared to death and wanting to fuck his brains out.
The stranger looked back at her and their eyes locked. His hand tightened on her throat ever so slightly. I do hope hes not too attached to you, was all he said. He pulled her close and forced his mouth on hers. Sara screamed and grabbed his face, digging her nails into the tanned flesh, trying to hurt him enough so that hed release her. But the kiss lasted only a few seconds, then he was gone. Over the bikes and out the side door. Zach and Conall went after him while Marrec came to stand beside her.
Who the fuck was that?! Sara screamed as she wiped her hand over her mouth several times.
A problem, Marrec answered. Then he didsomething that was going to freak Sara out for the rest of the night. He sniffed her. Oh, boy, he sighed. Zachs gonna kill him. With that he turned and disappeared back into his workshop.
At that moment, things just got too weird for her. What did Miki say? Werewolf. She grabbed her backpack and left.
***
They tracked him to the forest. Then, once safely protected by the trees, Zach and Conall ripped off their clothes, shifted, and tore after the beast they were tracking. They caught sight of him heading through the trees and up an embankment. He too had shifted, and was moving fast. Zach circled around while Conall went straight for him.
The little prick charged up one of the old trees, but the branch he jumped on wasnt sturdy. It broke and he fell. Landing on his feet, he took off again, but hed lost precious seconds. Zach latched on to his leg. Conall went for his neck. But the big cat wasnt going down without a fight. He slashed at Conall, ripping into his muzzle before he could get to the soft flesh of his throat. But Conall kept coming. So he spun on Zach. But Zach wouldnt let go. He still smelled Sara on him. He was going to kill him. But they were near the edge of the embankment. When Conall tackled him to get at his throat, Zach was pushed back to the edge. He saw Conall snap the cats neck just as he lost his footing. The ground gave way, and he felt his body slide down the hillside.
The last thing he heard before hitting the ground was Conall screaming his name.
***
Saras pickup truck arrived at her house well after midnight. Shed headed over to Angelinas house when she left the shop. She knew she couldnt go to Mikis. Tell her that Marrec was now sniffing people, and all hell would break loose.
So, instead, she and Angelina drank iced tea, watched the sunset from the porch and obsessed over what the hell was happening in their tiny town. Raves. Strange bikers. Guys randomly attacking shop girls. It was just getting weirder and weirder.
Angelina had offered to let her crash at her place, but Sara just wanted to go home. Besides, she had her basic home defense, so she wasnt too worried. But Angelina insisted she take her shotgun to keep in the truck. She was worried about Sara just getting to her house safely. Not surprising, considering the last few hours.
Sara jumped out of her pickup and landed on both feet. It took her a second to realize that she had felt no pain. It was the most glorious feeling. She just couldnt get too worried about her weird life when her body felt so wonderful.
She grabbed her backpack, leaving Angelinas gun in the gun rackshe did love Texasand slammed her truck door by doing a little spin and bumping it with her hip. She was heading toward her porch when it caught her attention. It was laid out by her door. At first, she was terrified that it was dead. But as she got closer, she saw that it was breathing. So moving slowly, she quietly went up her porch steps and stared.
Nothing! She snapped, for no reason in particular.
She saw Conall standing there, staring at her. Looking a little concerned.
Everything okay?
Sara took a breath. Just fine.
Good. Wheres Marrec?
Sara motioned to the back room with a nod of her head. Conall moved that way. So, is it just you today, he asked. Almost innocently.
Sara bit the inside of her lip to stop from smiling, Yeah. Just me.
He shrugged and disappeared in the back. Sara broke into a smile. That boy had it bad for her brutally honest friend. Poor thing. Miki would eat him for breakfast.
What a beautiful smile you have.
Again Sara was startled out of her thoughts, but she had no idea who this was. He was handsome enough. Tall. Powerfully built. Golden blond hair. Green eyes. Clothes straight out of GQ.
She should call Angelina, because he wasnt doing a thing for her.
Thanks. Sara went back to her magazine. She figured the guy was just there to look around to say he had. He didnt exactly seem like the Harley-Davidson type.
I smell him all over you, she heard him whisper across the counter from her. Did he fuck you well, little girl?
Sara felt her mouth go dry and a jolt of fear go down her spine. But she controlled it. And slowly, oh so slowly, she looked up into those beautiful, cold green eyes. Smiled. And punched the prick in his face. The mans head snapped back, but he looked more surprised than hurt. Then he looked pissed. He grabbed Sara by the throat and hissed, Dogs whore, which seemed an odd turn of phrase. But before Sara could react to it or this strangers hand on her throat, she heard a growl coming from behind her.
It was Conall. The big, sweet bear chasing after her friend a few minutes ago was gone, and in his place was a man that on a dark night shed cross the street to avoid. Behind him was Marrec, and Sara couldnt remember ever seeing him so angry or dangerous looking. But it was the growl that came from the front door that completely shocked her.
He stood there. Beautiful as ever, frothing with rage. His hazel eyes were almost black. His lips curled back as he snarled his obvious displeasure. Sara was torn between being scared to death and wanting to fuck his brains out.
The stranger looked back at her and their eyes locked. His hand tightened on her throat ever so slightly. I do hope hes not too attached to you, was all he said. He pulled her close and forced his mouth on hers. Sara screamed and grabbed his face, digging her nails into the tanned flesh, trying to hurt him enough so that hed release her. But the kiss lasted only a few seconds, then he was gone. Over the bikes and out the side door. Zach and Conall went after him while Marrec came to stand beside her.
Who the fuck was that?! Sara screamed as she wiped her hand over her mouth several times.
A problem, Marrec answered. Then he didsomething that was going to freak Sara out for the rest of the night. He sniffed her. Oh, boy, he sighed. Zachs gonna kill him. With that he turned and disappeared back into his workshop.
At that moment, things just got too weird for her. What did Miki say? Werewolf. She grabbed her backpack and left.
***
They tracked him to the forest. Then, once safely protected by the trees, Zach and Conall ripped off their clothes, shifted, and tore after the beast they were tracking. They caught sight of him heading through the trees and up an embankment. He too had shifted, and was moving fast. Zach circled around while Conall went straight for him.
The little prick charged up one of the old trees, but the branch he jumped on wasnt sturdy. It broke and he fell. Landing on his feet, he took off again, but hed lost precious seconds. Zach latched on to his leg. Conall went for his neck. But the big cat wasnt going down without a fight. He slashed at Conall, ripping into his muzzle before he could get to the soft flesh of his throat. But Conall kept coming. So he spun on Zach. But Zach wouldnt let go. He still smelled Sara on him. He was going to kill him. But they were near the edge of the embankment. When Conall tackled him to get at his throat, Zach was pushed back to the edge. He saw Conall snap the cats neck just as he lost his footing. The ground gave way, and he felt his body slide down the hillside.
The last thing he heard before hitting the ground was Conall screaming his name.
***
Saras pickup truck arrived at her house well after midnight. Shed headed over to Angelinas house when she left the shop. She knew she couldnt go to Mikis. Tell her that Marrec was now sniffing people, and all hell would break loose.
So, instead, she and Angelina drank iced tea, watched the sunset from the porch and obsessed over what the hell was happening in their tiny town. Raves. Strange bikers. Guys randomly attacking shop girls. It was just getting weirder and weirder.
Angelina had offered to let her crash at her place, but Sara just wanted to go home. Besides, she had her basic home defense, so she wasnt too worried. But Angelina insisted she take her shotgun to keep in the truck. She was worried about Sara just getting to her house safely. Not surprising, considering the last few hours.
Sara jumped out of her pickup and landed on both feet. It took her a second to realize that she had felt no pain. It was the most glorious feeling. She just couldnt get too worried about her weird life when her body felt so wonderful.
She grabbed her backpack, leaving Angelinas gun in the gun rackshe did love Texasand slammed her truck door by doing a little spin and bumping it with her hip. She was heading toward her porch when it caught her attention. It was laid out by her door. At first, she was terrified that it was dead. But as she got closer, she saw that it was breathing. So moving slowly, she quietly went up her porch steps and stared.
