Chapter 7: An Accord
"So what did she say after that?" Chris asked at the lunch table.
"Just that we should stay away from her and her family." Logan sighed.
"Dude maybe you should just take the hint and move, I mean it's not like she's the only girl you've had a connection with." Alec said.
"What do you mean?" Logan said defensively.
"I mean that this is all just an odd way of saying I'm not into you." He finished.
Logan shook his head.
"Dude we are the most wanted men in this school. Every girl in this building is wrapped around our fingers, move on." Chris said encouragingly.
"It's not that easy man. Cassie…she was just different from all the others." Logan said as he looked down at his hands.
"I think you're just not used to getting rejected." Alec said as he stretched his arms in the air.
"Alright, so I went to the library and did some research…and this is what I found." Kendra said as she handed John her notebook and started to kiss his neck.
John's eyes skimmed over the pages.
"Werewolves originated from the Native Americans. It was said that every year one man or woman was chosen as sacrifice to the weres. They were turned into one of their kind, and left everything they knew…their families, lovers, homes behind them. An alpha male and female was chosen every 45 years to lead two separate packs. Men and women. As decades past the weres decided to create a blood line, a superior breed. These weres would become the alphas, and after 45 years their children would become heir to the right." John read aloud.
"Oh and I got more, here turn the page." Kendra said.
"It is also said that werewolves are rumored to be immortal, as is their offspring. They stop aging when they ascend. A false accusation is that werewolves only turn to their wolf form when there is a full moon; history states that they can transform whenever they please." John studied the pags again as Kendra kept kissing his neck.
John sighed.
"I have to go." He said as he got up.
Kendra's eyes widened.
"What about me? John I thought we were going to…you know." Kendra stood up.
"Oh…right. Well um you can leave." John said as he grabbed his leather jacket and left.
"So what did you tell him?" Lauren asked Cassie.
"I told him to stay away from us." Cassie sighed.
Lauren gave a sad smile.
"I know that you liked him, but lets face it Cassie…he's a killer."
"What and we aren't?" Cassie argued.
"We are doing what we were born into; we didn't choose to be this. But they had a choice. They wanted what they got." Lauren said before she stood up and walked away.
Suddenly Cassie felt someone put their hand on her shoulder. She turned around.
"I know that you probably won't forgive me for this, but there is no other way Cassie." Jaden said sadly.
"No Jaden, there is always another way!" Cassie spat out.
"They know too much, and are a threat to not only our kind, but every one in this town."
"Since when do you get to decide who lives or dies? You don't even know them!" Cassie finished as she stormed out of the cafeteria.
John ran up to the bar. As he walked through the doors all eyes were on him.
"The usual handsome?" The bartender said as she handed someone a beer.
"Yup." John said and hung his leather jacket up. He slowly sat down on the bar stool and ran his hands through his hair. The bartender pushed a cup of scotch by him.
"Thanks Bev." He chugged the entire glass down.
"Tough day?" Bev asked questioningly.
"You could say that." He mumbled.
"Fancy seeing you here." A woman's voice distracted John from his thoughts.
John slowly turned around; Jaden was taking off her sunglasses and jacket and made her way over.
"What do you want?" John asked disgusted.
"I want a scotch." Jaden said to Bev. Bev nodded in response.
Jaden sat down next to John and smiled sweetly.
"Do all of you have a drinking problem?" She asked sarcastically.
John just rolled his eyes.
"So I just had the most interesting chat with your lovely girlfriend; Kendra." Jaden said as she took a drink of scotch.
"She's not my girlfriend." He mumbled.
Jaden laughed.
"She doesn't know that. Do you try to treat women like shit, or does it just come naturally to you?"
John smirked.
"What did she tell you?"
Jaden turned and looked at John.
"Oh just some little story about this report your doing…on werewolves. Tell me John, what did you learn?"
"Everything." He stated simply.
Jaden finished the rest of her drink and stood up. She leaned over and whispered in John's ear.
"My cousin has taken quite a liking to your friend. I can't say I see the connection, but here's the deal…you and your buddies stay out of our way and we'll stay out of yours. That way no hearts...or necks will have to be broken." Jaden threw some money on the bar table and walked over to put on her jacket.
"Why are you in Moonshire?" John asked as he studied his empty glass.
Jaden stopped, her hand was on the doorknob.
"Let's just say we have…business to attend to." And with that she walked away.