The Beast in Him
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Finally, a division of Child Protective Services that handled mostly shifter cases discovered Johnny. They tried to place him with one of the local wolf Packs, but none of them would take him. So CPS finally came to Jess and asked if they could place him with her Pack. They were all canines after all.
Jess didnt hesitate taking him in. And shed worked hard to make him feel at home, but he continued to fear theyd send him away. Like all the others had. Johnny still hadnt realized he wasnt going anywhere. They wouldnt suddenly decide they didnt like having him around and kick him to the curb. Wild-dog Packs didnt work that way. Once you were in, you were in. Kind of like the Mafia except without the blood oaths and murders for hire.
If you dont want to go to the zoo, Johnny, you dont have to go.
Okay.
After a few minutes of silence, she asked, So have you hear
No.
I wouldnt worry
Im not.
Okay then.
Johnny had applied for an extremely prestigious summer music program that his violin teacher recommended. It was brutally competitive and only the best got in. Jess had faith, but clearly Johnny didnt. But that was okay. She had enough faith for both of them.
May and Dannys daughter Kristan walked into the living room, looking adorable as always in her pink, faux-furlined jacket and mini-skirt with the full-length leggings to keep her warm.
She glanced down at Johnny. Are you still sitting here?
No, he said with dry sarcasm, not even bothering to look up from his book. This is just my hologram. Im actually in Utah.
Jess snorted. So far, Kristan had been the only one able to get Johnny out of his shell. She did it mostly by annoying him; but hell, if it worked, it worked.
He was sitting in the exact same spot when the brats went off for zoo day, she informed Jess.
Why didnt you go?
Hello? A little too old for that.
One is never too old for the zoo.
Kristan rolled her eyes. Whatever. Im going to the diner. You wanna go?
Jess stared at Johnny but realized he didnt understand Kristan spoke to him. She shoved her elbow in his side and his head snapped up from his book. Huh?
No wonder Jess liked the kid so much, he was a male version of her.
Diner, Kristan pushed. For dinner. Burgers. French fries. Lots of ketchup. Then we can hit the arcade or a movie or something. Unless you want to stay here with the old people.
You do know Im not afraid to hurt you, right? And dont be out late, Jess said with a mock glare, which merely elicited the usual eye-rolling-boredom-sigh universal among brats... er... children.
Yes, mom.
I guess I can go. Johnny looked at her and Jess shrugged.
Your choice, kid.
Unsure, Johnny stood, his book still firmly in hand.
Youre bringing that tome with you to the restaurant? I can assure you Im much more interesting than some crappy old book.
Hey! Jess warned. Watch your mouth when you speak of this book. Its Lord of the Rings.
Your obsession with elves is really unhealthy.
When Johnny simply stood there, dumbstruck, Kristan gave that put-upon sigh again, grabbed the book from his hand, and tossed it to Jess. Ill even introduce you to some hot full-human girls. Theyre total sluts.
Kristan Jade!
Sorry, sorry. Kristan grabbed Johnnys hand and dragged him toward the front door. See ya, Aunt Jess.
Johnny looked back at her, and Jess couldnt help but enjoy that particular look of fear on his face. No panic, no despair, just a deep abiding fear of what a perky She-dog might be up to. Definitely progress.
Have fun, Jess called after them before turning back to her laptop. Her Pack had whinedliterallywhen she said she should go into the office. So her compromise? Shed work from the couch. At least that way she could join in later for a little after-dinner fetch.
Jess had no idea how long shed been working when her cell phone went off. Thinking it might be Johnny or Kristan, she immediately answered.
This is Jess.
Hey.
She frowned. Hey... who is this?
Its Smitty?
Jesss eyes crossed. Still persistent as a pit bull. How did you get my number?
Cant really tell you that.
Oh! she said with a huge amount of cheeriness. Okay.
She slammed the phone shut and tossed it onto another couch across the room. Asshole.
Smitty stared at the disconnection message on his phone in horror.
She hung up on me.
Ronnie patted his leg. Im sure she didnt
On me!
Brendon Shaw burst out laughing. You know, I never really paid much attention to Jessica Ward before. But I have to say... Im starting to really like her.
Punching her mate in the arm, Ronnie said, Remember our many discussions about when to speak and when not to when it involved the Smith wolves? This is one of those not-speak times.
Smitty looked at his sister comfortably resting on a leather love seat. Brendon Shaws apartment had big, comfortable furniture, and to the cats great annoyance, the wolves did love to come on over whenever it suited them and lounge.
Jess didnt hesitate taking him in. And shed worked hard to make him feel at home, but he continued to fear theyd send him away. Like all the others had. Johnny still hadnt realized he wasnt going anywhere. They wouldnt suddenly decide they didnt like having him around and kick him to the curb. Wild-dog Packs didnt work that way. Once you were in, you were in. Kind of like the Mafia except without the blood oaths and murders for hire.
If you dont want to go to the zoo, Johnny, you dont have to go.
Okay.
After a few minutes of silence, she asked, So have you hear
No.
I wouldnt worry
Im not.
Okay then.
Johnny had applied for an extremely prestigious summer music program that his violin teacher recommended. It was brutally competitive and only the best got in. Jess had faith, but clearly Johnny didnt. But that was okay. She had enough faith for both of them.
May and Dannys daughter Kristan walked into the living room, looking adorable as always in her pink, faux-furlined jacket and mini-skirt with the full-length leggings to keep her warm.
She glanced down at Johnny. Are you still sitting here?
No, he said with dry sarcasm, not even bothering to look up from his book. This is just my hologram. Im actually in Utah.
Jess snorted. So far, Kristan had been the only one able to get Johnny out of his shell. She did it mostly by annoying him; but hell, if it worked, it worked.
He was sitting in the exact same spot when the brats went off for zoo day, she informed Jess.
Why didnt you go?
Hello? A little too old for that.
One is never too old for the zoo.
Kristan rolled her eyes. Whatever. Im going to the diner. You wanna go?
Jess stared at Johnny but realized he didnt understand Kristan spoke to him. She shoved her elbow in his side and his head snapped up from his book. Huh?
No wonder Jess liked the kid so much, he was a male version of her.
Diner, Kristan pushed. For dinner. Burgers. French fries. Lots of ketchup. Then we can hit the arcade or a movie or something. Unless you want to stay here with the old people.
You do know Im not afraid to hurt you, right? And dont be out late, Jess said with a mock glare, which merely elicited the usual eye-rolling-boredom-sigh universal among brats... er... children.
Yes, mom.
I guess I can go. Johnny looked at her and Jess shrugged.
Your choice, kid.
Unsure, Johnny stood, his book still firmly in hand.
Youre bringing that tome with you to the restaurant? I can assure you Im much more interesting than some crappy old book.
Hey! Jess warned. Watch your mouth when you speak of this book. Its Lord of the Rings.
Your obsession with elves is really unhealthy.
When Johnny simply stood there, dumbstruck, Kristan gave that put-upon sigh again, grabbed the book from his hand, and tossed it to Jess. Ill even introduce you to some hot full-human girls. Theyre total sluts.
Kristan Jade!
Sorry, sorry. Kristan grabbed Johnnys hand and dragged him toward the front door. See ya, Aunt Jess.
Johnny looked back at her, and Jess couldnt help but enjoy that particular look of fear on his face. No panic, no despair, just a deep abiding fear of what a perky She-dog might be up to. Definitely progress.
Have fun, Jess called after them before turning back to her laptop. Her Pack had whinedliterallywhen she said she should go into the office. So her compromise? Shed work from the couch. At least that way she could join in later for a little after-dinner fetch.
Jess had no idea how long shed been working when her cell phone went off. Thinking it might be Johnny or Kristan, she immediately answered.
This is Jess.
Hey.
She frowned. Hey... who is this?
Its Smitty?
Jesss eyes crossed. Still persistent as a pit bull. How did you get my number?
Cant really tell you that.
Oh! she said with a huge amount of cheeriness. Okay.
She slammed the phone shut and tossed it onto another couch across the room. Asshole.
Smitty stared at the disconnection message on his phone in horror.
She hung up on me.
Ronnie patted his leg. Im sure she didnt
On me!
Brendon Shaw burst out laughing. You know, I never really paid much attention to Jessica Ward before. But I have to say... Im starting to really like her.
Punching her mate in the arm, Ronnie said, Remember our many discussions about when to speak and when not to when it involved the Smith wolves? This is one of those not-speak times.
Smitty looked at his sister comfortably resting on a leather love seat. Brendon Shaws apartment had big, comfortable furniture, and to the cats great annoyance, the wolves did love to come on over whenever it suited them and lounge.
