Nothing was worse than the moment I got home and realized what had happened. My house, my privet house, was surrounded by people with the color of blue in their eyes. Werewolves. Everywhere.
Even Don was there. That ass wipe.
"Are you the leader they call Amanda?" A man asked, coming close to me.
I'm not going to lie, I was scared, but I was not about to show it to these flea infested hair balls. "Who wants to know?"
"I do," He growled, literally.
"Well then, since I don't know you, I don't have to tell you. Now please, take your fleabags back to the forest where you belong. You and I both know the law between my kind and yours. If you break that, then there will be hell to pay." I said without a trace of fear in my voice. Nice.
"I know the law, but so do you. Where are the others?" He asked, looking behind me.
"In their country where they belong. Far away from you guys."
He growled again, "Look here little girl, if anyone of you endangers my kind, then I will kill you without a second thought, understand?"
"Sure, now please leave my property. Oh, and I hope that you know we cannot kill you. If anything, I should be the one coming to your door with my people, who, by the way, will be arriving soon."
Again, he growled, "Listen-"
"No, you listen." I said, poking his chest, "Mermaids have been around a lot longer than werewolves. We know a lot more than you will even begin to scratch the surface of. We live longer, we die slower, and we fight harder. So, when my people arrive, I don't expect you to touch them, but if you do, I will find a way to kill you, even if I have to bring witches into this. I don't care if I break the law that has been established, I only care about protecting my people, and I'm guessing that you do too. So the best thing to do right now is just leave it alone. I don't want to bring all of my people here, so just tell me where your wolves are so I can warn whoever I need to warn. Got it?"
He stared at me as if I had just grown a second head. "How old are you?" He asked.
Well, not what I was expecting, but, "In human years I am five thousand-seven hundred-and sixty two years old, in mermaid years, I am seventeen."
I was surprised that at that moment his eyes didn't fall out of his head because of how wide they were. "Wait, what is the normal life span of your kind?"
"Well, for-wait, I know what you're doing! You're avoiding my question, answer it now ass hole!"
He smiled, "Fine, I have packs in America, Romania, and Russia, and that's all."
"Good, now I'm not going to tell you thank you because it's against my nature, but I do appreciate your...oh, I can't do this." I laughed, "Just leave before I change my mind."
He turned to all of his people and then they left. Each one of them stared at me as they walked by, but I didn't return the favor. It was going to be a long month.

"Mulţumesc , şi a face pe plac la a fi aici curînd.(Thank you, and please be here soon.)" I said, smiling to myself and laughing as I spoke to the Romanian woman over the phone about travel plans.
"Nici o problemă we'll a fi acolo înăuntru trei săptămînă timp. (No problem, we'll be there in three weeks' time.)" She said, and then we hung up.
Everything was in place, until I turned on the news.
"Breaking news," she said, "Multiple deaths in Russia and Romania. Sixty-two in Russia, and twenty-eight in Romania, a total of ninety. All of the victims were said to have just come home after a short vacation in the Pacific. Tragic as it may sound, the victims were also mainly women. The only question is, how did this happen, and where will it hit next?"
I nearly fell out of my seat when I heard this. No, impossible, I just talked to them, how could this happen? Why were they killing my people?
No! What did I say?
If a werewolf touched my people, I would find a way to kill them. Russia and Romania? The only places with wolves other than America? It was them! Those fucking mutts were going to pay for what they have done! My people! My responsibility! My property! It was all invaded! Nothing was going to stop me from taking off those heads. Nothing.
It was time to call in my people and kill every last werewolf there was in this world. None would be left standing after this battle, and I was going to make damn well sure of it! There would be a battle, there would be blood, and there would be a bitch. Well, when you got on my bad side, I could be a bitch, and you NEVER wanted to get on my bad side.