Lycaon Dusk

Disclaimer: I do not own the twilight Saga or the original characters. Inspiration on werewolves belongs to their original owners, Authors, Movies and cultures/legends. The werewolves mentioned in this chapter belong to Van Helsing from Stephen Sommers, Underworld from Len Wiseman, and many more.

Chapter 9

"Little girls this seem to say, never stop along the way, never trust a stranger friend, no one knows where it will end, as your pretty so be wise, danger lurks in every guise, now as then tis simple truth,

Sweetest tongue hides sharpest tooth. "

"Wow! Cassandra that's very dark. Where did you get this poem from?" I asked Cassandra, one of my class mates, before school started. We shared English and algebra two together and talk on free time, though not during lunch since she hangs with her boyfriend Nick Everheart.

"Oh, my cousin was watching an old scary movie, um, The Company of wolves? Totally scared the crap out of me; however the poem they used was so awesome. I had to write it down on my planner." Cassandra explained.

"Really, 'The Company of wolves.' What is it, another werewolf movie?" I laughed, writing the poem on my binder with a sharpie.

"Actually, yes, but I prefer vampires than werewolves."

"You've been reading The Vampire Diaries again, or is it True blood?" I question when she mention vampires.

Cassandra blushed, since both literature novels holds graphic detail. "No! It's another book, The silver kiss by Annette Curtis Klaus. It's really good and you should read it."

"Annette Curtis Klaus. I read her stories, though I recommend Blood and Chocolate. There's actual action between the mysteries than two vampire bothers trying to kill each other, especially when one of the brother's stuck in a ten year old body." I said in casual tone relieved that she doesn't know the actual vampire world. I wonder would it be easy to eliminate vampires if they were the traditional vampires like Ben Strokers version, and then, we werewolves wouldn't have to deal with their hotly or lofty attitude?

"So you think it okay, for a sixteen year old to dates a guy whose eight years older?" Cassandra countered.

"Touché," I sighed, she got me there. I smirked mentally in how it's sort of like Edward and Bella at the moment. But, all thoughts ended when I heard a roar of an engine. It wasn't the rust bucket, as I turn around to see a motorcyclist pull in all in black. I know that bike from anywhere, Jacob. Why is Jacob doing here? As he remove his helmet.

"Isn't that the guy you went to prom with?" Cassandra asked, as she gazed into Jacob biceps. "Damn, I envy you."

I scoffed, "Don't you have a boyfriend to suck on?"

Cassandra giggled and stuck her tongue out as she left. I sigh and walked towards Jake. Something wasn't right for it was written on his face, he was pissed. Hell, his eyes were solid black of hate. When I got to him, he hugged me instantly to sniff my scent. All the anger lightened on his body that he relaxed some. He pulls back and glared.

"So is Bella back?" Jake asked.

"Yeah, got home Sunday night… why?" I replied. Jake stiffens like he didn't believe me then pulled out the prom ticket from last weekend.

"Where did you get these tickets? Cause Me….these tickets were sold out the week before?" He almost growled.

"Jake what's going on, why-"I stopped my question and shuddered in fear, for his stare wasn't innocent question, but demanding in seriousness. I gulped, "Alice, she bought me the ticket as a pea-"

"Dammit Dia! Whose side are you on? Those leeches aren't safe." Jake growled, but didn't shake. I looked down ashamed. I thought it was its okay to trust Alice, since she did bring Bella back and didn't mingle in my personal space… much. Jacob saw this and sighed placing a hand on my shoulder. "Sorry, but the Red came on that night. Isn't it coincidence she comes when Bella was absent?"

Victoria! I stiffen in furry, why? Alice, she saw this and she said she can see me. Did she have a vision of me and Victoria together in another fight, and Edward did seem tensed when he mentions the tickets in front of Charlie for Bella to visit Renee. Immediately, I grabbed my wolfsbane counting ten backwards. Jacob saw this and understands that I didn't know.

"I'm sorry Jake, I just didn't think." I said, looking over his shoulder to see Edward Volvo pulled in. Afterwards Edward then soon Bella came out heading towards us.

"Hey," Bella greeted as she looks shock to see Jake. However, she saw how worry watery my eyes were.

"Charlie said you left town." Jake replied a bit relieved to see her still human. I on the other hand was angry, glaring at both of them, if they actually knew along.

"Yeah. To visit my mom. Why?" Bella answered, confused on Jakes responses. Whatever Jake was thinking made Edward chuckled.

"He's checking to see if you're still human." Edward answered aloud, which made Jake glared at him.

"Look, I'm here to warn you," Jacob said serious in his voice, "If your kind comes on our land again . . ."

"Wait, what?" Bella definitely confused. I examined her appearance and posture to see how confused she was. Then I stared at Jake in agreement, she doesn't know.

"You didn't tell her." Jacob said astonished. Rage state shown in my amber eyes, which I glared at Edward followed by Jake grabbing my shoulder.

"Just leave it alone, Jacob." Edward warned gently pushing Bella aside from us.

"Tell me what?" Bella asked

"Emmett and Paul had a misunderstanding," Edward assured. "It's nothing to worry about."

"Listen to you," Jake growled that my instincts grabbed him back to restrain just in case. "Did you lie to get her out of town, too?"

"You should just leave," Edward almost growled standing in Jakes face, "Now."

"She has the right to know," Jacob said calmly. "She is the one the red head wants'."

Bella gasped and stares between the two men who love her, "Victoria?"

"No icky Vicky, of course Victoria." I spat.

"Alice's vision," Bella murmured.

"I was trying to protect you." Edward sighs taking a step back to explain.

"By lying to me," Bella said a little angry, guess they promised not to lie to one another. Guess that promise was broken. "Okay, we're gonna talk about this, but . . . You. Why haven't you called me back?"

Jake stiffened in thought, then shrug letting go of my shoulder, "I had nothing to say. See ya, Dia."

"Well, I have tons" Bella said walking up towards him, except Edward stops her by grabbing her hand. "Edward you have to trust me."

"I do trust you, "Edward said, looking between me and Jake, though eyes linger on Jake more. "It's him I don't trust."

Bella shook her head and joined Jacob on his bike. I mentally growl for some unknown reason, when she put his helmet on while Jake grinned. "Hey lose the grin, Jacob, we're just going for a ride"

Bella then wrapped her arms around his waist, he said 'hold tight' and they were gone in seconds. I grabbed my necklace and close my eyes to calm down once done. I glared at Edward while he looks at me in question.

"What vamp," I hissed catching a few people's attention. Edward sighed and shook his head about to leave. If I haven't stood in the way though. "Listen Edward, and listen well, if you or your sister pulls that stunt on me or Bella again. I swear that on the seventh moon my first kill… will be you."

Suddenly the bell rings and with another deep breath I headed to class.

.o0o.

Running.

Just running can make you feel like you're flying. So I jumped off the ground or objects through Forks. Folk's greeted and/or moved out of the way quickly while I wave to those who said Hi. I grabbed a lamppost and swung to turn. It was so wild, the speed, the desire, the adrenaline, and velocity to run. A drug: an uncontrollably habit pumping white hot in my veins.

When running through the trails in the forest. I felt alive, while listening to my IPod. The rock music from: Evanescence, Paramore, Breaking Benjamin, Skillet and Linkin Park. The trees seemed nothing more but green blur, as droplets of rain tapped across my face, stung a bit. Without thinking, I climbed a two story tree only to jump off it, landing hard onto the earth ignored the slight pinch of pain. But continued to run! Including, doing some Acrobatic free running, using the rural forest landscape to perform movement through the branches. The strange part was I never had the upper arm strength to commit these obstacles, only cardio vascular. Now I'm all Amazon.

It wasn't long when fatigue came over, while I climbed a tree planting hard. Doing the calculation in my head to realize, I ran more than ten miles. With the sound of my heart beating fast, I check my pulse and gasped. That's a heart attack! So, I took in some deep breaths to calm down along with the wolfsbane necklace counting ten backwards to sooth down. Next, I checked my pulse again to see it almost back to normal. I sighed in relief and I lay back down in damp moss, relaxing a bit. For countless thoughts rain through my head!

For one example, Jacob decision to come to school today when Bella got back. He was absolutely pugnacious. Not just because of Victoria was on the move again, but the Cullen and pack had the same goal. Get Victoria! Except, Paul and Emmett had a misunderstanding, or so how Edward puts it. However, I'm not angry because of that. No, but Jake accusing me on my loyalties earlier. I'm with the pack, even if I trust a few leeches and stuck with a taboo right next to my room. As I told him before, I'm no longer getting involved with Bella decision. If she wants' to be with Edward or be dead so be it. I gave up on directing her path since she left to save the tick. I'm not her keeper, just her cousin.

I growled and attracted my claws and scratched off the bark leaving four deep trenches. This continued ten time again, to relieved stress until sniffing the air. Wolf . . . except it wasn't any of the pack. I summon half my wolf, crawling on the branch, observing the damp forest surveying the area. To listen to the remains of wild life, to smell the evergreen pine wood, moss, damp crushed leaves and more. Until, snap! Instantly looking down to see the intruder! It was the ginger rocker, the guy from the hospital. Except he didn't wore his leather jacket only a grey sweatshirt. I covered my mouth to suppress a gasp, watching his every move. Oh by moon's name, why is he here?

I observed his every move: watching as he sniffed the air while he released a groan. He tied his long red hair up in a leather string. That was when I spotted three deep brown scars on his golden pale neck. Could he be . . .?

"Come down, Diana, I just want to talk to you." He spoke, voice husky and deep with a hint of accent.

I stood up holding easy balance, "And why should I, stalker?"

He laughed, "Because, little pup called security the last time I saw her."

"True, but why should I trust you?"

He looked up removing his shade's to reveal amber eyes. I was mortified if not shock to see this. Ginger rocker smirked then gave a huffy laugh, "My name's is Orion, and I've been a werewolf for five hundred years."

"What!" to shock for words.

"And my brother is the one who cursed you and . . ." Murder my father.

I jumped off the branch gracefully and landed on my feet right in front of him. Immediately, I grabbed his left hand to find a full solid pentagram. My finger traced the pattern, "Earth . . . winds . . . fire . . . water . . . and-"

"Spirit," Orion finished as he grabbed my hand examining the curse mark. "You have experience the three, moons. What other damages have concealed on your body?"

I nervously bit by bottom lips pulling my hand back. But he caught it, forcing the sleeve up to reveal the scars, his wolf eyes widen, "Where else?"

I lifted up my shirt up a bit to reveal the sever scar's from his brothers the curse bite, claw marks, and the surgical lines. Then I mention the one's on my legs. I told him I had to go to surgery for internal damage and received Post Traumatic Stress. Orion nodded, noting the instinct to snap or flashbacks are common. Afterwards we headed back into the neighborhood to discover a yellow Chevy Camaro with black stripes.

"Holly shit, is this your car?" I exclaimed, going all car geek examining the outside. When young, dad used to take me to car show to see Camaro, Vipers, Impala's, and all that jazz on vintage. Then I spotted an autobot insignia on the driver side. Really, this guy is into transformers. "What year?"

"2008, guess you like cars since you have a Blue Ford Mustang GT 2000 addition." Orion announced.

"What would Jake give to take a look inside her?" I thought aloud. Orion laughed, as he told me to get in on the passenger side while he entered the driver seat. The run earlier made quite an appetite, so we ended up at the diner, in there for supper in the far back. We gave our orders then talked.

"So, why are you here?" I asked.

"After my brother attacked your father to wake up to see him holding an arm; I knew that was it. Breaking his word the umpteenth time! When I heard you survived, I knew I got to be there and guide you. I've been by your side from afar and accompany you during your sleep including a quick recovery. But somebody had to be cautious and call security afterwards hop on a plan." He explained. Okay, wow, stalker much? "When I researched on you to have relatives I moved here to forks, last month."

"Okay, so what are you: my teacher or future mate?" I muttered, tapping my fingers on the table.

"Let's say pack mate." Orion chuckled. "There is a lot of thing you need to know."

"Like what?" I asked.

"Very well, first off, you mention mates. Mating is a serious if not a sacred custom. Our species used to do mate for life. One mate of the opposite sex till one of you dies."

"Do we like imprint, like the Quileute pack?"

He shook his head, "Not quite, our species relies on the physical world than the spiritual world. Even on sexual reproduction relies on behavior. When the males fight for the mate, the female chooses her mate on; appearance or a connectional spark, though intimate in mouth connection. Sometimes, a wolf would even intercourse with their sibling or cousin if matters at hand. Our species are close to extinction to the advancement of vampires. The Volturi, they exterminated out one of our brethren cults in Europe and Asia hundreds of years ago. America and English countries are werewolf territory, a haven since then. Now the Volturi is not allowed to kill our kind under any regulations or hostilities. Vampires may have laws and orders, but Lycan have certain rules."

"And what are these rules?" I asked curiously. Orion paused when the waitress return to delivers the drinks a coke for him and a chocolate milkshake for me. Once she left he continued.

"First and most important rule is, never tell a human what you are. Second one: thou shall not kill human for game. Third, either become a loner or find a pack. And utter most obey to Hound Marshalls, they set the law. If one becomes rouge, then you have signed your death sentences."

"Wow, serious stuff . . . . Wait, my cousin Bella knows my secret do I –"not finishing the sentence.

"Nah, she'll be one of them, so she is safe." The waitress returned again and dropped our meals. A grilled season BBQ chicken sandwich and fries for me while he got an Angus burger. Lately my hunger was like the pack's appetite. As we ate, Orion continues to speak. "You'll be hungrier as well. Easy to devour a full severing of human food, if not more! However . . ."

"However, what?"

"We'll desire something more . . . the flesh or blood of an animal or human."

I practically gagged, choking on my sandwich hard to cough up a bit. Blood! Werewolves desire flesh and blood just like a vampire. We are monsters. A hand grabbed mine, looking up into Orion green eyes.

"It'll be alright, manly deer or elk comes into our diet. Know that in rage wolf state, can be summoned by force, anger, or close to the full moon, including the scent of blood."

I nodded to him, back to eating for a little while longer till I asked, "Are the movies true?"

He laughed again almost choke on his burger, "Not quite, something we made up to persuade human. Yes we are immortal; no silver doesn't harm or kill us. Stamina, endurance, and agility are our strongest ability. We can communicate telepathically with other Canines. And yes, during the full moon we lose our sanity, unless drinking a potion made out of wolfsbane."

Well, that explain a lot about some physical changes and how I can communicate with the pack, "And our form?"

"You've seen Van Helsing or Underworld?" Orion asked which I nodded. Orion leaned back, analyzing the diner, "Well, that's our form and the transformation is excruciating."

"Oh," biting my lip, "You said we're immortal, but our species are close to extinction . . . how's that possible?"

" . . . Die in comeback or by a vampire. A wolf may defeat a lone vampire but not an army. Also, there are many breeds of our kind also a specific way in killing us."

"And that is?" I asked, taking a final sip of my milkshake.

"Disconnect the heart from the brain." Instantly, I spewed my drink back into the cup while nose burned. Damn it, I got milk up my nose. Did he just say what I think he just said? Disconnect the brain from the heart, as in beheading? Decapitation? I gulped and cup my neck. Orion nodded holding his amusement on the milk nose event and he handed a napkin. Then placed forty dollars on the table and rose gesturing to leave. So I follow and got in the Camaro. It was quiet for some time till he spoke again

"She-wolves are different werewolves," He started, eyes focused on the road. "They're very rare on curse degree. Luckily for you, you're in your pup state so being in heat wouldn't occur until next year. Has your menstrual cycles stop?"

I stiffen in surprised to talk about it, that I blushed a vibrant red. Looking the opposite direction in thought; does he really need to know about my menstrual cycle? Now that I think about it, my periods have been lighter and shorter for three days top since I've been here. Does that mean I can't bear children?

"A she-wolf can bear pups, only in her human form when reproduction. Although, at such a young age, their cycle stops to prevent miscarriages: under the physical stress between twenty to thirty years. However, the pup may hold the curse depending on mix breed. With a human, the child won't have the curse except the characteristics of the wolf: heighten senses, strength, and speed, including a little longer life span but not much. But, with any breed to a werewolf they bear the curse."

"Short and light…so far," I whispered uncomfortably.

Orion nodded not saying another word. When we reached my house, we stayed silent for a moment until he handed me a card that held his information. Grabbing it, I got out muttering a thanks and stop. I looked back into his green eyes. Remembering how he spoke in a different era and accent.

"How old are you, if I asked?"

"521 years old, I've seen things that should never be told." How ironic for him to go through the witch trial. Tons of questions roamed through my head, some about werewolves others about him.

"Would you like to meet the pack?"

"Sure when?" He responded excited to meet them.

"Friday is a bonfire council meeting; I'll call Sam and let him know I'm bringing another pale wolf, since their tribe is like indebted to our species."

"Pale wolf?" Orion asked, raising a brow.

"Yeah, it's their word for werewolves outside the tribe. Like white people are pale faces and vampires are the cold ones." I explained.

"Alright, I'll pick you up Friday after school, so three?"

"Three thirty, Ciao," I said shutting the door and running back to the porch to watch Orion take leave. Once he was gone I went inside and stopped. A sickening sweet scent filled the air. Vampire. I sniffed the air again . . . . It wasn't Edward or Alice. So putting my IPod down, I walked into the living room to find a bloodsucker leaning over Charlie.

"Well, hello handsome," I murmured, instantly being pushed and found myself pinned against the kitchen door. I opened my eyes to get a good look of him. He was around my age, maybe older with vivid red eyes and shiny blond hair. Feeling his body against mine to discover how tone and slight muscular that fitted well to his height. Although, handsome he was, he looked familiar but where though? A cold smooth hard hand cupped my cheek.

"You smell delicious," He growled softly; sniffing my hair that I shuddered to his cold breath.

"Th-thank leech," I stuttered harshly, "Wh-what do you want?"

A rumble in his chest vibrated being so close to me. He leaned forward that my senses become drugged. His icy breath puffed on my burning skinned, his scent was intoxicating, that I don't know if I want to faint or puke.

"Diana, Victoria will need you soon." He murmured, kissing my neck, sucking gently on it in attempt to draw blood through skin without biting, while squeezing my arm tight to the side close to bruising my wrist. "Whatever it is, I hope we meet again?"

His hand soon rested on my hip drawing circles deep that I moan. I dazed into his eyes, through half lidded to see the blood lust with a hint of brown in them . . . Brown, like being hit with a skillet, knowing who this guy is… or was, "Riley?"

He growled with rage, suddenly kneeing me in the gut that I collapse into the ground grabbing my stomach. Riley really hit me hard on the diaphragm, impossibly to breathe. Then he grabbed my hair, forcing me up to see the beast in human form, as he kissed my cheek.

"Till then," with that said he was gone.

Riley, Riley Biers, the boy who has gone missing over a year ago, is a vampire.

.o0o.

I don't know how long it was from rapid breathing in attempted to have air in my lungs. However, within seconds, Edward was kneeling beside me sniffing my hand. I was evidence on the scent. Bella soon came in holding in a gasp.

"What happen to her?" she asked.

"She must have encounter with the intruder," Edward answered. "Can you breathe or move?"

"Yes," I coughed, getting up slowly hugging myself, only to collapse against the door for support.

"Diana," Bella whispered in concern walking toward me, but was stopped by Edward.

"Can't. Tamper. Scent." I coughed again, "Need. . . . To call . . . Pack."

"No time," Edward spoke, pulling out his cell phone and dialed someone talking fast impossible to comprehend words. When he was finished he stared at Bella, "Bella, tell Charlie that Diana sprained her wrist and we're going to see Carlisle. Meet us in the car."

Bella wanted to protest but obeyed, walking out quick. I glared at him ready to yell, only to get pick up instantly bridal style and less than three seconds found myself in the back seat of his Volvo, already buckle up.

"I despise you." I glowered at him.

"And I thank you." He chuckled.

I was ready to protest except he shut the door in my face. So I stick out my tongue out through the window, only have Mr. Leech shaking his head in amusement.

.o0o.

"Nothing severe on the abdomen only bruising. I'll write a doctor's note to excuse you from gym for the rest of the week." Carlisle said in the living room, examining a swollen, if not a livid bruised on my stomach. Esme returned with an Ice pack. I hissed when she held it there, not letting go as she sit next to me. Her scent of some sweet heavy perfume aroma while Carlisle smell like a hospital full of medical fragrance. The Doc examined my left hand, explaining the condition was similar to a sprain. Just need a wrap as he does that. I groan and look up to see Bella worry on the loveseat while Edward rubbed her back. The other Cullen's, Rosalie, and Alice stood, noticing the sympathy in the Blonde Vampire eyes along with concern. Confused a bit, and then hissed with a whimper to tight. Carlisle accidently tightens the gauzes to tight. "Sorry."

"You got a tattoo," Esme gasped, all eye's on my tat. Bella more shocks since, it wasn't a flower or a crescent moon, but a Quileute wolf.

"It seems she's with the dogs." Rosalie smirked.

"Well, you could say I was raised by wolves." She and I laughed to that, until I hissed still sore. Esme shook her head. She really was a mother figure.

"I'm so sorry," Bella whispered.

"Bella," I groaned, slouching some, "This isn't your fault. I provoked."

"But still," Bella protest facing Edward, "If you change me now then-"

"ISABELLA MARIE SWAN!" I bellowed, standing up furious as hell that some stood back, "I shall not hear of this any longer! Whatever your decision is, I don't want to hear it anymore. For one, I despise the idea, and it doesn't have to be mentioned every single day when you're around Edward. So zip it!"

I panted hard then a jolt of pain stabbed in my chest causing a whimper escape. So I sat back down looking up to see Rosalie with an agreeable looked. I sighed, laying my head back. I truly hate this world: so much drama and not enough action.

"So, let's talked about the intruder," I suggested, grabbing my wolfsbane necklace counting ten backwards again. Being a werewolf has its down sides. For one, the mood swings and fragile temper. Even super senses; damn the smell of expensive perfumes, bleach and the unknown sickening sweet fragrances. All that crap was burning my nostrils closes to itch of sneezing.

"She's right," Alice spoke.

"Is it anybody we know?" Carlisle asked.

"No, just a stranger I don't recognize his scent." Edward answer.

"A nomad passing through?" Esme suggested.

"A passer byer wouldn't leave Bella's father alive." Rosalie corrected. Okay, should I tell them it was Riley Biers? A missing person from Forks or not, also my encounter with Victoria a few months back? How I would be in good use for her; but in what? Jaspers and Emmett return, replying the scent disappeared five miles outside of Charlie's house. Carlisle scowled.

"Someone is orchestrating this," Carlisle said.

"Victoria?" Bella asked. But Alice said she should have seen her.

"It has to be the Volturi," Edward confirmed, that I stiffen they knew the Volturi; of course they do, their vampire.

"No, I didn't see them either." Alice denied. "Also they wouldn't spare Diana to live."

"Of course, Caius hates werewolves to extinction." Carlisle announced. Great, does that help to set in the mood?

"Then we'll keep looking," Emmett said.

"We'll also keep shifts at Bella and Diana house," Carlisle added.

"Another Protection detail," Rosalie protested, only in annoyance that Carlisle tried to explain but Bella spoke.

"No she's right. You can't protect us, watch my dad, and search for the intruder."

"And Victoria," Rosalie added.

"And keep yourselves fed, vampires got to drink right?" I said.

Edward stiffen, "I'm not going to leave Bella defenseless."

"Well I'm not gonna leave you to starve," Bella replied back. "And I wouldn't be unprotected, I have Diana."

A few of the Cullen's raised a brow staring at me. Edward started having a commotion with I wasn't strong enough in exclamation. I was in a metamorphoses state, unstable like a new born on physical and emotional standard. Which Emmett cackled the simple word for short puppy! But thinking over Bella words, to realize the connection I had with the pack. They would do anything to keep human Bella, Billy best friend Charlie, and a Pack mate safe.

"I have an idea," I said biting my lower lip knowing the boys are going to hate me for this. I pulled out my cell phone and dialing the sacred number.

"Hello," the alpha replied.

"Sam, I need some help," I responded.

"Is something wrong?" He started sounding serious.

"Okay, so you know. I'm not involved with your treaty but . . ."

"ARE YOU AT THE CULLEN'S?" He exclaimed.

"Yes," I squeaked, hearing a click and a door slam on the other line. Soon somebody picked up the phone.

"Smooth," it was Emily.

"Okay, here's the detail, a vampire unknown to the Cullen's has enter my house. So we need one of the pack members to come over and take a whiff in case he comes again."

"Alright, are you okay?" Always concern Emily.

"Well, make note that werewolves bruise easily." I sarcastically said. "I'm fine, Dr. Cullen checked on it. So I'll live, still breathing, not bleeding to death."

Emmett boomed loudly with laughter, as did Alice and Jasper since in bad situation, I make bad jokes.

"Very well, just get out of there soon."

"Oh, I almost forgot," I looked around to see curios eyes. So I got up and hobble to the bathroom, locking the door, and turn on the faucet so no one could hear. "I met another loner; can he come to the bomb fire?"

"Yes!" Emily if not Sam exclaimed, that I flinched on how loud that responses was. And I thought human girls like Jessica yell like that.

"Alright, see ya," I muttered clicking end.

Really, those native wolves are going to be the end of me.

If not the remaining of my sanity!