Wolf with Benefits
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Mom?
Still walking, but not turning around, Jackie said, I know what youre thinking, Antonella.
You have no idea what Im thinking or youd probably pop me in the mouth.
Trust me. I have a plan.
Of course she had a plan. Jackie Jean-Louis always had a plan. She was a plotting little jackal who was always up to something as long as it benefited her career or her children. But unlike some musicians, who could be downright psychotic about their careers, Jackie was just sneaky. She never did anything to take someone else down. Jackie didnt have to because she had full confidence in her skills as a musician. Ever since she had picked up her first violin at the age of three, Jackie knew that she was unbelievably talented and no one would ever be able to bump her out of the spot shed earned as one of the worlds finest violinists. No one.
But Jackie wanted to take that next step. She wanted to be the mentor of the next worlds finest. Shed had lots of students over the years, many of whom had gone on to wonderfully successful careers. But none that were quite in her league. Theyd never be quite as successful as she. Quite as well-known. She wanted that student who would turn her into The Great Master.
And that, Toni knew, explained the dog walking beside her mother. Not a shifter but an actual dog. The family hadnt had a pet since the feral cat theyd found under their home that kept hissing at them. Theyd give it food and, after a few years, it wandered away. It was the perfect pet for the Jean-Louis Parkers because they only paid attention to it when they felt like it. It didnt need to be walked or taken to the vet or dealt with in any way except to toss it some food and gaze at it for a few minutes when one of the kids needed inspiration.
But real dogs needed lots of things that no one in Tonis family was capable of providing at the moment, including her and especially her mother.
Yes. Her mother. Who opened the front door and told the dog, Go take your walk, sweetie. When youre done, come back and scratch on the door. Ill let you in.
The adult dog, appearing to Tonis eyes to be a rescue her mother had picked up somewhere, saw that open door as a bid for freedom. It bolted and Tonis jackal ears immediately picked up the early-morning traffic barreling down the street.
Running purely on instinct, Toni jumped off the last step and bolted out of the house, following that dog right into the street. Moving fast, she tackled the dog, wrapping her arms around its slim body, and made a wild leap for the opposite sidewalk.
Toni had almost made it, but the truck speeding down the street still clipped her with its fender, sending Toni flipping over the hood of a parked car to land hard on her back in front of a stoop.
Whenshe finally got her breath back, Toni opened her eyes and saw the wolf shed met yesterday staring down at her. He was holding a coffee mug. With an annoying amount of calm, he sipped his drink and remarked, Darlin, at this point, Im startin to think youre sweet on me.
The She-jackals eyes narrowed dangerously but when she opened her mouth, all that came out was a little yip sound. Ricky quickly rested his coffee cup on the wide stone handrail and rushed down the stairs to the prone female.
Darlin, Im sorry to waste time teasing ya. Ill call an ambulance.
She shook her head no, but when she tried to take his hand, she cringed something awful and put her hand right back down.
Thats when two jackals came running over from across the street. One was an older female. Her momma, Ricky would guess. They had the same eyes. And a male, close to the She-jackals age.
Toni! the older female barked. What the hell were you thinking?
There went those eyes dangerously narrowing again.
Mom, the male warned, and thats when Ricky realized this was Tonis brother. He ignored the sense of relief he felt. Not now.
This isnt my fault, the older She-jackal argued. It isnt.
The male tried to take the dog that Toni still held with one arm, but the animal lay flat against her, its entire body shaking.
Poor thing. The male sighed. Its terrified.
Also not my fault.
The glass and metal security door behind Ricky opened, and several adult wild dogs rushed down the stairs and surrounded the jackal.
Are you all right, hon?
Been better, Toni squeaked out.
Not my fault, the She-jackal pushed.
Grit your teeth, Ricky told Toni as he slipped his arms under her. Ill take you back to your house.
Oh, the older She-jackal said, suddenly looking around. Thats such a long trip . . . cant we just bring her inside here? She smiled sweetly at the wild dogs. You guys dont mind, do you?
The wild dogs might not have minded, but from the way the She-jackals two children gawked at her, Ricky felt certain they did mind. A lot.
Toni knew her mother was sneaky, but holy hell, this was some hinky shit!
Using her own daughters brush with death to ease her way into the wild dogs home was beneath even Jackies usual depths. Maybe even Kyles!
The wolf easily carried her inside the wild dogs home and down the hallway until he reached an enormous kitchen.
Still walking, but not turning around, Jackie said, I know what youre thinking, Antonella.
You have no idea what Im thinking or youd probably pop me in the mouth.
Trust me. I have a plan.
Of course she had a plan. Jackie Jean-Louis always had a plan. She was a plotting little jackal who was always up to something as long as it benefited her career or her children. But unlike some musicians, who could be downright psychotic about their careers, Jackie was just sneaky. She never did anything to take someone else down. Jackie didnt have to because she had full confidence in her skills as a musician. Ever since she had picked up her first violin at the age of three, Jackie knew that she was unbelievably talented and no one would ever be able to bump her out of the spot shed earned as one of the worlds finest violinists. No one.
But Jackie wanted to take that next step. She wanted to be the mentor of the next worlds finest. Shed had lots of students over the years, many of whom had gone on to wonderfully successful careers. But none that were quite in her league. Theyd never be quite as successful as she. Quite as well-known. She wanted that student who would turn her into The Great Master.
And that, Toni knew, explained the dog walking beside her mother. Not a shifter but an actual dog. The family hadnt had a pet since the feral cat theyd found under their home that kept hissing at them. Theyd give it food and, after a few years, it wandered away. It was the perfect pet for the Jean-Louis Parkers because they only paid attention to it when they felt like it. It didnt need to be walked or taken to the vet or dealt with in any way except to toss it some food and gaze at it for a few minutes when one of the kids needed inspiration.
But real dogs needed lots of things that no one in Tonis family was capable of providing at the moment, including her and especially her mother.
Yes. Her mother. Who opened the front door and told the dog, Go take your walk, sweetie. When youre done, come back and scratch on the door. Ill let you in.
The adult dog, appearing to Tonis eyes to be a rescue her mother had picked up somewhere, saw that open door as a bid for freedom. It bolted and Tonis jackal ears immediately picked up the early-morning traffic barreling down the street.
Running purely on instinct, Toni jumped off the last step and bolted out of the house, following that dog right into the street. Moving fast, she tackled the dog, wrapping her arms around its slim body, and made a wild leap for the opposite sidewalk.
Toni had almost made it, but the truck speeding down the street still clipped her with its fender, sending Toni flipping over the hood of a parked car to land hard on her back in front of a stoop.
Whenshe finally got her breath back, Toni opened her eyes and saw the wolf shed met yesterday staring down at her. He was holding a coffee mug. With an annoying amount of calm, he sipped his drink and remarked, Darlin, at this point, Im startin to think youre sweet on me.
The She-jackals eyes narrowed dangerously but when she opened her mouth, all that came out was a little yip sound. Ricky quickly rested his coffee cup on the wide stone handrail and rushed down the stairs to the prone female.
Darlin, Im sorry to waste time teasing ya. Ill call an ambulance.
She shook her head no, but when she tried to take his hand, she cringed something awful and put her hand right back down.
Thats when two jackals came running over from across the street. One was an older female. Her momma, Ricky would guess. They had the same eyes. And a male, close to the She-jackals age.
Toni! the older female barked. What the hell were you thinking?
There went those eyes dangerously narrowing again.
Mom, the male warned, and thats when Ricky realized this was Tonis brother. He ignored the sense of relief he felt. Not now.
This isnt my fault, the older She-jackal argued. It isnt.
The male tried to take the dog that Toni still held with one arm, but the animal lay flat against her, its entire body shaking.
Poor thing. The male sighed. Its terrified.
Also not my fault.
The glass and metal security door behind Ricky opened, and several adult wild dogs rushed down the stairs and surrounded the jackal.
Are you all right, hon?
Been better, Toni squeaked out.
Not my fault, the She-jackal pushed.
Grit your teeth, Ricky told Toni as he slipped his arms under her. Ill take you back to your house.
Oh, the older She-jackal said, suddenly looking around. Thats such a long trip . . . cant we just bring her inside here? She smiled sweetly at the wild dogs. You guys dont mind, do you?
The wild dogs might not have minded, but from the way the She-jackals two children gawked at her, Ricky felt certain they did mind. A lot.
Toni knew her mother was sneaky, but holy hell, this was some hinky shit!
Using her own daughters brush with death to ease her way into the wild dogs home was beneath even Jackies usual depths. Maybe even Kyles!
The wolf easily carried her inside the wild dogs home and down the hallway until he reached an enormous kitchen.
