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I haven't updated in a long time, but I was in school which is hard enough and then my father passed away. You really don't care about updating a fan-fiction after something like that.
It was going to be a long night, and after being up until 5 in the morning, Alcide could start to feel his tired eyes. So he could only imagine the toll on Carla's body, she had stopped crying after Jason had pulled her away from the dogs' bodies. The cops that had showed up were silent as they moved around the room.
They couldn't imagine what it was like to lose a partner let alone, both of their pets at the same time. They all loved Bruce and he would be missed, but anger started to brew in their bellies. They all believed they were in a brotherhood, and Bruce was part of that brotherhood. The murder of Bruce was an attack of the police force as well as Carla.
It was clear that both dogs were ripped apart, but even worse was someone in bare feet had dragged them from the kitchen to the dining room onto Carla's white rugs. They wanted to make a point and the stains on the rug would never come out. Carla would be forced to remove all of her carpet.
Carla sat quietly outside the house on her love swing, she had been asked a million questions and the frustration was evident on her face. She was too upset to be angry yet, whereas Alcide tried very hard to swallow the anger. They could both smell the blood, the dogs, but underneath that smell they both could smell Debbie, and JD.
If Alcide could he would rip the two of them apart at that moment, but things like this needed to be dealt with silently. Just like JD and Debbie had killed their dogs. A terrifying idea crossed Alcide's mind. What if when they broke into the house Carla was there alone? Sure she was a cop, but she would have to reach a gun before she could do anything to two wears vamped up on V.
One by one the officers left. They left behind Jason who watched silently as the final police officer pulled out of the drive way. Alcide knew he was waiting to say something as soon as it was clear, Jason sat down beside Carla who didn't even bother to look at him.
"I know this may sound stupid…but I think a wear did it." Jason said, fear was etched on his face, and he quickly looked from Alcide to Carla. He had known about Alcide for a while, his sister had told him many stories about the troubles she had been in, and meeting Alcide while looking for Bill was one of the many stories she had told him. He didn't know if Carla knew anything about weres so he kept his arm flexed ready to jump for his gun, just encase Alcide jumped at him.
"How do you know about wears?" Carla asked him, she looked completely confused and a little terrified that Jason suddenly knew so much.
"Sookie told me, after she met Alcide." He said carefully, Carla's eyes turned to Alcide.
"That waitress from Merlott's? How the hell does she know about us?" Carla panicked, she didn't need anymore drama. She knew Sookie was trouble the moment she laid eyes on her, and had decided to stay away. She had already heard about how Sookie was sleeping with two vampires, and Carla wanted nothing to do with Vamps.
"US?" Jason shouted, quickly figuring out that Carla was indeed a werewolf, he looked at her stunned and when she spat out a rude 'what' he finally looked away, his cheeks ablaze. He was starting to believe that he was the only normal person around, everyone he met seemed to be crazy, or some super.
"Sookie was a friend; I helped her out about a year ago." Alcide said, his words seemed to barely calm his girlfriend, who was an emotional rollercoaster.
"She have anything to do with your psycho bitch ex-girlfriend killing my dogs?" Carla snapped, Alcide knew she was close to losing control, and Jason looked even more confused. Jason couldn't believe they both already knew who had killed both dogs.
Carla's eyes started to glow, her pent up anger towards Debbie growing, he knew the anger wasn't really directed towards him. The situation for Jason just became that more serious, and he was completely unaware.
"Jason if you want to live you better go now." Alcide said, and as he expected the words made Carla even madder. Jason for once in his life didn't question what was happening, and if anything he didn't want to get in the middle of two supers. He jumped down the stairs at the end of the porch, and even before the car started Carla was on her feet heading towards the backyard. Articles of her clothing were tossed on the still bloody floor.
"Where are you going?" Alcide asked, he was angry but unlike his girlfriend he could control it. She clenched her teeth as she ignored him, pulling the screen door in the kitchen off its hinges, she tossed it across the kitchen. The door had almost hit Alcide.
"Where are you going?" he asked again, Carla turned around her teeth in a grimace.
"To find your bitch of an ex-girlfriend." Carla had every intention of finding Debbie and ripping her apart like she had her precious pets. But a wear who couldn't control herself, would quickly lose and Alcide knew this is what Debbie wanted.
"No, you're not, you can't even control yourself!" He commanded, she shifted into a wolf and bolted from the door. He wouldn't have believed it if he didn't hear it with his own ears but she had challenged him to stop her. Carla had no idea what she was asking for; she had no idea what it meant to challenge an alpha wolf, let alone her mate.
He was blinded by his anger for a few moments, long enough for him to undress and bolt after her. She was normally quicker than him, but the stiffness of her stomach made it harder for her to run, and he quickly caught up to her. He snarled and jumped her, grabbing the scruff of her neck between his teeth.
She yelped not expecting the sharp pain, and in a brief moment of panic kicked at him with her paws. He flinched when one of her claws caught him under the throat ripping the soft flesh open enough that he could feel the sting. It barely bled and he knew by morning it would be gone.
Carla wiggled her body around trying to get her jaw around his neck but failed because of the angle she was at. It was impossible to even turn her head, the frustration was quickly building and she started to snarl at him.
The sound made him angry, very angry and if she were any other wolf he would have put her in her place. It was hard to remember in moments like these that she was his girlfriend. His pregnant girlfriend. Alcide snorted and lay down on top of her. He was the dominant party in their relationship, and she needed to learn her place.
Another yelp came from Carla, she wasn't expecting the heavy weight of her boyfriend on top of her. He was indeed a great deal heavier then her, and although she was use to being underneath him, he had never before put his full weight on top of her. It was hard to breathe, and the more she struggled the more difficult breathing became.
She was being squished, it was hard to move let alone breathe. She could have sworn her belly felt like it would burst. She tried to wiggle from underneath him, but quickly discovered there was no way she was going anywhere with his teeth around her neck, and weight on her. Slowly she begun to tire, and gave up.
He still remained on top of her until he was sure she had calmed down. He removed his jaws from around her neck first studying her face, the sadness from earlier began to set in again. He felt incredibly bad for her, and she broke his heart when she started to cry again. Only this time it came out as soft whimpers, and whines.
He lifted himself off her body and lay beside her. He then took the scruff of her neck between his teeth and pulled some of her body between his legs. Using his mouth he nudged her, letting her know that he was there for her.
Alcide put some deep thought into a lot of things over the next few days, and Carla seemed to put little thought into anything. She was quick to anger, and always on edge. They had gotten into more than one fight and it didn't take a genius to figure out that the reason she was this way was she didn't feel safe. A lot of female wolves acted like that and it would only get worse if it continued. It also didn't help that she was pregnant.
Carla's work had put her on stress leave, which would then turn into maternity leave. She was angry about it, and came home slamming things. She had broken the phone and the cupboards. Her home was starting to look like a right off and Alcide didn't feel like fixing anything.
He hated to admit it, but he couldn't protect a small pack on his own. So one afternoon when Carla had gone to his sisters to get her hair done, he called Red. He hated the very idea of starting his own pack, but it was really the only way he could see that his girlfriend and unborn child would be safe.
Red was almost impossible to hear on the other end of the phone, but the thing he did hear was that in order for them to avoid a lot of conflict they needed their own land. They didn't need much but just enough so that they could have runs and get together.
They spoke of a patch of land that was for sale outside of JD's territory. It was only approximately 19 akers, but it would be enough for now until they found something more suitable. There was also money issues. They needed to get enough money to pay for a down payment, and also build some kind of shelter. They had agreed it was a good idea, if they could get Carla to go along with it.
Carla was quite loud when she came in, throwing her keys in the little dish bowl by the door. He could hear the rustling of bags, and assumed that his sister had taken her out baby shopping. They were still about a month away from finding out the gender, and his sister was slowly becoming stir crazy. His entire family wanted to know the gender of the child badly.
The naked floors creaked under Carla as she shuffled her way to the kitchen where he was sitting. He had a number of bank stuff in front of him, as well as the small bit of land he was looking to buy. Carla murmured something to him before placing her bags on the table. He knew there was only a matter of seconds before she would force him into looking at all the baby things she bought.
She had enough time to pull a toy from the bag a small smile on her lips before he snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap. She happily obliged wrapping her arms around his neck. For a split second he could of sworn she was completely happy, but how could she after all the things she had been through.
"Can we talk?" he whispered inhaling her sent. If he couldn't smell her pregnancy before, he sure could now. The smile on her face almost dropped instantly, and sadness was clearly etched across her face. Her fingers made their way up the side of his face, and gently played with what little facial hair he had. He loved it when she did this, because Carla typically wasn't one to latch onto him all day. Debbie use to, and unlike Carla, Debbie was very controlling of their relationship. So when Carla showed him any affection he knew she meant it.
"Yeah." She said softly, her eyes were doe like. She was tired, and she was trying very hard to keep everything together. Taking in another deep breath he settled his nerves and his thoughts.
"I talked to Red today." He said ignoring her mummer of agreence.
"He and a few others want us to start a pack." He knew she would react but he didn't expect it to be just her face scrunching up in confusion.
"Him and a few others want out of JD's pack, and they asked us if we would be their alphas. I told him I would only do it if you agreed, and if you do we have a plot of land picked out for the pack. "Carla remained silent for a few moments, before she pulled away from him slightly.
"This is why they killed my dogs isn't it?" she asked, the saddened look on her face deepened. She was on the verge of tears, and his stomach twisted. He didn't want her to cry, he never wanted her to cry. He nodded his head, he knew this was definitely the reason why JD's sent could be smelt through their house, but it was possibly not the reason why he could smell Debbie.
A few tears fell from Carla's eyes; she quickly wiped them away, laughing in embarrassment. He was surprised that she kept it in so well, but then she had after all been alone for so long that she was probably very good at it. He let her finish wiping her tears. She took in a deep breath and unexpectedly pressed her forehead into his cheek.
"What's it like…being raised in a pack?" she asked, he heard her swallow. The question caught him off guard. He thought hard for a moment before answering.
"There isn't any way really to explain it, except for its like having a huge family." That was really the only way he could explain it. He missed the feeling of being in a pack, he still had his mother, sister, and father but they didn't fill that empty feeling of being in a pack.
Carla pulled her head away from his cheek and he watched as her hand found its way to her tummy. He knew she was thinking about the baby, she was chewing on her lip in deep thought.
"I want the baby to have everything I didn't have." She said firmly turning her body once again to wrap her arms around his neck. "I'll do it."
Alcide couldn't be happier to hear the words coming from her mouth. Pressing his mouth to her's he pulled her closer.
"But why do you need to buy land?" She asked after a brief pause between the two. Her eyes had caught a large pile of papers on the table, and she could easily see he was trying to buy a small plot of land.
"Because JD can't do much to us if we have our own territory." A smile spread across her face, and she chuckled, her lips hovering dangerously close to his.
"Well Alcide Herveaux you must be very happy to have picked me for a mate."
"So how much land is this?" Red asked looking past the clearing into a large wooded area. Carla had her arms crossed and she hovered close to Alcide. She shrugged her shoulders.
"About 190 akers, she said softly." Alcide and Red both were stunned by her answer. She chewed her lip as they both stared at her.
"How did you come across so much land?" Red asked baffled, he didn't actually expect for a response because he slowly started to make his way towards the woods to check it out. Red was too excited to see the complete lack of emotion in Carla's face but Alcide could feel her distress tugging at his chest.
It caused a curious reaction, and it felt like his ribcage was gently being pulled away from his body. He felt like he was being tugged towards her, and he needed to be as close as possible with her.
"Carla?" he asked, lowering his hand to the small of her back. She jumped, clearly on edge. She tried to ignore his gaze but when she realised it wasn't going to work she sighed deeply. Her fingers were digging into her flesh and he could see how the tips were turning white from the pressure.
"I know this is hard for you, but you don't have to do this. We can find another way." He said firmly. Deep down he wanted her to say no, because the conversation after she confessed she owned a large mass of land disturbed him. It was more woods then what JD and his pack owned. At first Alcide was so baffled that she owned so much land and that it was just sitting around. This was until he had started to ask questions. The questions first started out of excited curiosity, but they quickly turned grave and gave him a chill.
The land had been in her family for about 100 years, and it was the very little neck of the woods that her grandmother had beaten her near death in. Alcide had always been under the impression that her grandmother had taken her into a park, or something strange like that. Not her own back yard. He ignored the flinch of terror the rippled across her face when they drove past a small house that was falling down a few miles back. He quickly understood that the house was her childhood home.
He would have been totally happy if she just sold the property off, but she brushed him off when he suggested it. The cold shoulder she gave him stung and she wouldn't talk any more about it.
"I don't expect you to understand, but I want to do this. It will take a bit of time to get used to it, but we need this." She ignored the frown that crossed his face. Alcide wasn't stupid, he knew it was near impossible to come across this much land now a days, but there was other ways around it. They didn't need 190 akers, they could manage with something much smaller if they wanted to.
"Look we can sell this if you want, use the money to buy something smaller." An irritated sigh left Carla's mouth and she rolled her eyes.
"I can't exactly sell this property even if I wanted to; I don't exactly own it quite yet. But even if I could we would be completely stupid to throw all this away." Carla crossed her arms. Alcide could feel his stomach bubble in anger. He had no idea that the woman who beat Carla was still alive. He had somehow tricked himself into believing that a woman like that would have expired a long time ago, and that Carla could no longer be haunted by her. He was very far from the truth.
Unaware that his mind had begun to wander Carla reached across the small space between them, sliding her small fingers in his. It was enough to stir him out of his thought process, and to look at her. Carla could never tell him, but he always looked at her, his eyes shining with joy.
It had terrified her the first time she saw it, but she quickly learned it was a good thing. That he truly cared about her, maybe even loved her. But love was not something she was well educated on.
"If it is too big to manage, we build at house here. Then if it's still too big we can sell of small parts of it to pack members, so they can build here too." Alcide only nodded his head in agreement. He really had no say in what she did with her land, but she was at least considering him.