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Percy Jackson never felt so sore in his entire life until today. He threw his sweaty shirt into the laundry basket before he belly flopped onto his bed. He let out a groan of ecstasy before he rolled over onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. Never again will he piss off Evangeline; a small smile came across his lips when he thought back to when he pinned her, a soft whimper escaped from her lips. She, for a few seconds lost control and offered him her neck, Percy had pressed every inch of his body on hers, and his nose grazed her cheek as he inhaled her scent, before he knew he pressed his tongue on her neck. As soon as her body relaxed it stiffened back up and she rolled from underneath him and started to assault once again.

Percy shakes the memory off; he pressed his hands to his eyes and let out a loud growl before he sat up in his bed. He ran his finger through his messy black hair that stopped at his shoulders; from the right side of him his phone started to vibrate. He scooted to the headboard, reached over onto his nightstand and saw that he had gotten at text message from his partner Chase Pierce, Meeting at six, Percy looked at his alarm clocked, it was now four-thirty; he could hop in the shower and have a quick snack before heading to the House of Assassin's.

Percy shoved his feet into his black combat boots, he shoved a Snickers bar half inside his mouth as he started to lace up his boots. He walked over to his mirrored dresser, grabbed a brush, and smoothed his hair out and placed it into a knot at the base of his skull. He grabbed his house keys and pocketed his phone before he exited his house. As he walked down the street he gave a few head nods of acknowledgement to some of the people he passed in the streets. He made a right turn onto Silda Avenue; he passed Gina's Bakery, with fresh apricot bread wafted into his nostrils. Percy breathed in and exhales, he shivered as a chill went down his spine, the smell of apricots reminded him of Evangeline's scent. He groaned as he remembered that she would be at the meeting also, he planned on not seeing her for the rest of the day but he should of known that wasn't going to happen.

Ten minutes later the House of Assassin's temple was in view. The temple was all black, two golden statues of the first Lycan leader of Lycos in his human form stood on both sides of the stairs. Percy quickened his pace breaking into a slow jog; as he made it to the stairs he stopped, he was closest to the right statue of Arthur; he knelt down on both knees and pressed his forehead to the statues toes. He knelt there for ten seconds before he stood up and jogged lightly up the stairs. He walked into the temple and pulled his cloak tighter to his body; did anybody bother setting up a fire? Percy thought to himself as he walked further into the cold. As he got to the center he saw that the fire was just getting started seeing how it was only a dull orange color, the captain sat at the head of the obsidian table with a stack of folders in front of him. To the right of the captain was the leader of Percy's unit, Frank Coastal; only three people from his unit were present, including Evangeline.

Why couldn't she arrive last, Percy groaned to himself. He sat next to his partner who he goes on very small missions with. Chase Pierce was a human, he looked to be in his mid-twenties when he has only been alive for one hundred and six years. He was athletic build with tan skin, his dark brown hair was cut close to his scalp. Percy was sitting in front of Evangeline, her chocolate brown curls was pulled back into a ponytail; she was staring at the flames which were now a blazing red, and it was getting slightly warmer now.

Fourteen minutes later the rest of the unit finally arrived when the captain handed out the case files to everyone. Percy stared down at the folder, treading what was on the inside; when they are in larger groups it was always had something to deal with children. He exhaled, might as well get it over with Perseus, he thought to himself. He opened the folder, his eyes scanning over the photos, his eyes stopped at one photo, he bit back a growl. Dead bodies of children, the oldest looked to be only four or five year old, great just great. He looked over to the information pertaining to the case:

Case File# LP976501

Pact: Laurney

Alpha: Rene Laurney- 38 year male, blue eyes, dark brown hair that is shoulder length, father of the deceased victims. Has a large scar on the right side of his face. Human

Beta: Samuel Kirk- 29 year male, black eyes, black hair, mate of the deceased female. Son of Ares.

Victims: Charlotte kirk- 24 year female was with child. Died from a slit throat. Human (was not a Lycan)

Rheyna Laurney- 5 year old female, daughter of Alpha. Died from lack of oxygen.

Noel and Joel Laurney- 2 year twin males, sons of Alpha. Died from lack of oxygen.

Adele Laurney- 1 year female, daughter of Alpha. Died from lack of oxygen.

Other information: There are six members of the Laurney Pact along with Alpha and Beta, Alpha mate is alive. Moved to another location.

Percy closed the file, no longer able to focus on the information, he wanted to kill these sick bastards, and he couldn't fathom why anyone will kill a helpless child. "Now that we are all acquainted with the case does anyone have any questions?" Captain Smith asked, his light brown hair falling into his green eyes.

"Did the Alpha mate help with the killings?" Percy heard the strain in Evangeline's voice. He looked at her; her hazel eyes were hard, and they seemed cold and soulless.

"We believe so," Captain Smith replied. "It should be noted that the Beta killed his mate because she didn't help."

"Like a normal person would do," Chase murmured underneath his breath. Out loud he asked, "With Charlotte she looked very far along in her pregnancy. Did anyone find the child or..?"

"No one found the child." The room was quiet for a whole minute, before the Captain spoke up again. "We are leaving at seven in the morning, so try and get some rest. You may leave."

Percy got from his seat; he knew it was going to be hard for him to fall asleep after seeing the images of those little children. As he walked down the steps he decided that he'll stop by Gina's Bakery and get himself a light dinner. In front of him was Evangeline Papillion, daughter of the nature goddess Cybele. She had skin the color of coffee with extra cream; she had a lean build like a dancer with just the right curves in the right places.

Percy never saw her talk to anyone here besides the Alpha/leader Jean-Marie Papillion, her 4x great grandfather who is immortal, and his mate Marie-Therese Papillion. She rarely talked to her partner; she came off as a non-caring and cold person, who doesn't care about your feelings, which was good in their line of work. But there was something about Evangeline that he was drawn to beside her scent and he couldn't quite place it.

Percy jogged down the stairs and stopped when he got to her side. "Hey Evangeline."

She turned her head to face him and cocked her eyebrow slightly, "What do you want son of Poseidon?"

Percy frowned as always, whenever they hold a conversation or she needs to tell him there's a meeting to go to or that she needed a sparring partner, she always called him son of Poseidon, not Percy or Perseus or Jackson. "Do I have to want something to talk to you?"

She let out a heavy sigh, "Do not waste my time son of Poseidon, if you don't have nothing to say that is important then you are wasting my time."

"Can't we talk like normal people, instead of me wanting something from you?"

"We are have one now are we not?" She cocked her head ever so slightly in Percy's direction. "Now that I entertained you with this conversation that you oh so wanted, I have to take a shower and go to bed. Enjoy your evening." With that Evangeline made a right onto Were Avenue, heading to the area where the unmated female's resides.

Percy shook his head; there was no way he was going to soften her up with an attitude like hers. He walked inside the bakery, the smell of fresh bake bread caused Percy to lick his lips. The bakery was empty with only Gina at the register, greeting him with a warm smile. Gina is a child of Demeter, her wavy brown hair stopped at her neck, her moss green eyes seemed to sparkle. "I see you was talking to Evangeline, how did it go?"

Percy rolled his eyes, but smiled at her, "What do you think Gina?"

"Didn't go that well huh," she chuckled, walking behind a glass case to the left stuffing some bread into a bag. "I don't know why you and the others try to talk to the girl, it never works. I'm starting to think she doesn't want a mate."

"What others?"

Gina cocked an eyebrow at him, a larger smile appearing on her face, "Percy, Evangeline been alive for the past sixty-four years, you don't think men would be drawn to her?"

Percy nodded his head, "How much do I owe you?"

"Four I.R's," Percy pulled out four silver oval shaped money from his pocket. The front had a phoenix on it with the words 'The Mighty Kingdom of Lycos', the back held to swords in a 'x'.

Percy handed Gina them, "See you tomorrow?"

Percy shakes his head no, "Early mission tomorrow."

"Good luck Perseus."

"Thank you Gina, I have to go."

They said their good-byes; Percy stuffed the bread in his jacket once he felt the cold wind hit his face. He ran back to his home in the un-mated male's side of town. He immediately went into the kitchen, placed the bag of warm bread on the countertop, then took his jacket off.

Percy laid down in his bed after his shower, he set his alarm clock for six o'clock, he stared up at hos ceiling waiting for sleep to hit him. Alas Percy couldn't go to sleep, his mind keep drifting back to the day his whole life changed; he thought it would be bad but it turned out a good. It's been five years since Percy was betrayed by the gods and his friends. When they first accused of him of stealing a piece of important book from Athena that was about battle strategy and how to cause a revolt, he laughed, that was the most absurd thing he heard. They also accused him of trying to get the minor gods on his side to over throw them. A long story short Percy found himself in the woods, he was trying to find a way out of the woods when he heard loud noises; coming from the left, right, and the back of him. There were a lot of monsters coming at him; he tried to fight them all off, but he was overwhelmed by their numbers.

He was on the ground, a bloody mess, drifting in and out of consciousness, when heard growls from all around, the monsters stopped their attack upon, before he finally blacked out he saw numerous wolves. When he came to he was in a bed with a male with pure white hair, he looked to be in his early twenties, was just removing a needle from his arm. The man, Reno, explained to Percy where he was at, how everyone here is lycans, and explained the core structure of being a lycan.

Finally after twenty minutes, Percy finally fell asleep with the image of him getting his new sword in his mind.

A/N: I hope your guys enjoyed the chapter. Let me know how it was. Thank you