Chapter 2

Sighing, Detective Joss Carter is happy for the day to be over with as its Friday and she's off all next week since Taylor will be on Spring break. Speaking of which, she hadn't heard from him which was unusual. Taylor knows she has a strict rule about knowing where he was and who he was hanging out with especially since, in her line of work, she knows the dangers of not being involved in your kid's life and what that could lead to.

She wishes it had been different, but when she and Taylor's father split, she'd just started out as a cop so she didn't really have time back then to mourn the end of her marriage considering she had a son to raise and a new career just starting out. Besides it's not like she misses being married and having someone... but sometimes it's the little intimacy and sex that she does miss. Snuggling up with a man just watching TV, going to the movies, and making out were what she missed the most.

However, she didn't miss out on it enough to put up with some knuckle head trying to come in and not want to be in her son's life. They were a package deal and besides she didn't like introducing men to her son until she knew where the relationship was going. Some of those knuckle heads called her a stubborn controlling bitch but she merely shrugged it off and kept it moving.

After all she didn't need anyone, she has her son although he's 14 and in a few more years will be off to college; which brings a pang of nostalgia as she remembers when he was learning to walk and talk and now he's a teenager. A teenager who really could use the presence of a strong male role model but that wasn't the hand she'd been dealt, so she made the most of it and did the best she could. Which is pretty damn good since her son is a very respectful, thoughtful, bright young man if she does say so herself.

Shaking those sad thoughts aside she picks up her phone hits the app that lets her track her son and scowls as it pinpoints his location at the park; she's told him time and again he was never to be in the park at night. With all the weird shit such as big ass wolf sightings that happens at night in that parks she doesn't want him anywhere near that place especially at night. But what does his ass do? Just what she tells him not to! Damn she wants to scream at the world but first she has to scream at her teenage, hormone-driven son because she knows he was trying to not miss his curfew, hence the short cut thru the park.

Quickly picking up the phone she hits 1 on her speed dial waiting for her soon to be grounded, until college or beyond, son to answer.

Meanwhile in the park!

Walking home through the park after dark Taylor knows if his mother found out he'd be grounded for life but he had no choice since if he didn't he wouldn't make curfew and he sure as hell didn't want to be grounded for that. Not since this weekend he was meeting some friends at the movie and April was planning on going as well. That would be his chance to finally make his move to ask her out.

He sighs wishing that his dad was still around so that he could have a man to talk with because he was at the age where one, he noticed girls and two, he noticed girls noticing him noticing them. He loved his mom but there were some things that a teenage boy needed a man around to discuss and no matter how much his mom stressed that he could talk to her about ANYTHING, deep down he seriously doubted he could even articulate all the goings on with his body Shuddering he can't even imagine trying to have that conversation with a girl let alone a girl who was his mother. And as if thinking about her conjures her up his phone rings and he reaches into his back pocket for the phone to see it's none other than his mom calling; probably trying to see where he was so he decides to play it cool.

"Hi mom," he says trying to sound as normal as possible as he picks up the pace trying to get home quick.

"Taylor where are you," she asks deceptively calm even though she's feeling anything but. She continues not giving him a chance to respond. "And before you lie to me I've already tracked your phone to the park. You know, the same park I've told you countless times not to travel through at night with all the wolf sightings," she finishes with her voice raised in anger which only masks her fear for her only child.

"I know mom and I'm sorry but I just didn't want to be late for curfew and have you ground me," he says sounding younger than the 14 year old that he is.

Sighing she blinks back tears as she rushes to the park entrance trying to calm down and takes a deep breath. "Taylor being grounded and missing out on meeting some girl is not as important as your life. Do you hear me?" She says the irritation evident in her voice but that is part fear and part irritation. "I just made it to the entrance of the park and will meet up with you. Stop walking so I can catch up with you. Are we clear?"

"Yes mom, I'm sorry I didn't mean to worry you," he says softly, as she can hear the tears in his voice.

She sighs once again thinking that even if he's 14, he's still is, and will always be, her baby boy. Before she can respond she hears Taylor's scream and her blood runs cold as she picks up the pace, running full on yelling his name into the phone. "Taylor, Taylor answer me. Taylor what happened. Taylor please," she begs as every scenario she can think of plays through her mind as a cop and mother.

She races to where the phone trace located him last and crashes into something hard and solid. Falling back hard onto her ass then back with enough force to make her teeth snap hard and her head to swim. Shaking slightly and almost dizzy she sits up slowly, eyes swimming as she looks up into the silver blue eyes of the largest fucking wolf she's ever seen before in her life.

He was black with patches of white throughout his fur and he could probably kill her with those gigantic teeth; but he was also so fucking beautiful. This bought up all kinds of Grimm's fairy tales to mind of the girl lost in the woods only to run into the big bad wolf, but there was just something about him that seems almost human. As if sensing her thoughts she could swear the fucking wolf was smirking at her but no that can't be; she must have shaken her brain pretty hard to think that. Shaken out of those thoughts they both tense as Taylor screams once again and they each turn towards the other.

The wolf races off towards Taylor's scream and scrambling quickly. She does the same with her gun in hand.

Running like her life or more importantly Taylor's depended on it, she runs as fast as she can with branches scraping her face. Fighting her way through the thick trees praying to god that her son is okay but she quickly shakes those thoughts out of her head as she needs to be prepared for whatever scene she comes upon. Finally reaching the clearing she is not prepared for the scene she to say the least.

The black wolf is currently in a vicious fight with two other massive wolves, as a third wolf has Taylor pinned down. Without thinking she holsters her gun she pulls out her silver serrated wicked kick ass knife and jumps onto the wolf's back, bringing the knife down into his side, twisting as he roars back snapping his massive jaws trying to dislodge her; but she knows that could be the death of first her then Taylor so she hangs on. The wolf bucks finally dislodging her off as she rolls quickly getting to her feet as she's facing a vicious pissed off wolf intent on chewing her ass up like a chew toy but she didn't give a shit because he was facing a overprotective lioness protecting her mother fucking cub. All things considered she thinks they're evenly matched.

Shifting, she tries to match the wolf's movement but she can see that the knife has the effect she wanted because silver was deadly to their kind and she was more grateful than she can imagine that Fusco badgered her until she finally relented and accepted the knife. Getting her head back into the game just in time as the wolf lunges as she ducks, sinking the knife once again into his other side as he growls out in pain and rage. Snapping his jaws at her he nearly takes off her arm had she has not removed the knife. She's breathing hard trying to stay ahead of the wolf as she's quickly tiring but promises that if she's going down she's bringing his ass with her.

Reacting quickly, her gun is in her hands and she's shooting him once as he howls in rage charging her. She stands her ground shooting and backing up, unloading round after round into his sorry ass until she hears the click of the gun as she runs out of bullets. But she doesn't have to worry, the silver knife combined with the bullets has the wolf staggering on wobbly legs and that's when she goes for the kill. As the wolf slides down she circles it jumping once again on its back and bringing the knife into its neck again and again as he howls in pain and rage, but she continues like a woman possessed with protecting her child.

As the wolf finally ceases to move she quickly steps back, she sheathes her knife, reaches for her gun, and exchanges the empty clip for a full one. She steps over the fallen wolf, pointing the gun at its head and unloads again; emptying the clip thinking it's better to be safer now than sorry later. Exchanging the clip for another full one she turns, seeing the wolf had finished off one of the other wolves.

She races to Taylor's side to check on him. Feeling his pulse she breathes a sigh of relief as he's still breathing. Checking for injuries she notices his arm looked as if the wolf used it as a chew toy and quickly takes off her jacket to wrap around it, applying pressure as he's bleeding quite profusely.

Knowing that he needs to get to the hospital as soon as possible she reaches for her phone and in that instant realizes that it's gone. She must have dropped it when she ran head first into the black wolf. Suddenly she's startled by a howl so ferocious her heart stops as she turns hand gripping the knife so hard she winces at the pain in her hands but continues holding her breath as the black wolf whips his head around eyeing her with the blood of the two wolves coating his fur. He was magnificent. Shaking these disturbing thoughts aside she doesn't have time to contemplate their meaning as several large wolves appear suddenly surrounding the black wolf eyeing her and Taylor.

When one starts to approach them the black wolf growls out a warning and jumps between her and the wolf as if imposing his will on the other as she cowers below the black wolf. Turning towards her and Taylor she eyes him warily as he approaches her slowly as she raises her gun getting ready to pull the trigger when suddenly standing in the place of the black wolf, is a strikingly handsome man and he's buck ass naked and one fine specimen. "What the fuck," she says thinking that maybe when she ran into him earlier that maybe she has a concussion. Again she doesn't know what the hell is happening to her but these thoughts just keep popping up and she can't afford to be distracted.

"What the fuck are you?" She asks in a shaking voice as she starts to feel the effects of the aftermath of the adrenaline draining her.

Tilting his head to the side he simply smirks at her and says, "Do you want me to answer that or would you rather get the boy some help?"

"I could call the ambulance let me just get my phone. Oh wait I can't because some asshole ran into me causing me to lose my fucking phone," she snaps back sarcastically not really giving a fuck that not more than a minute before he was a huge fucking wolf that could snap her in half.

Growling with eyes flashing silver, John takes a deep breath as this human female was challenging him in a way that not even the female wolves of his pack or any other dared. It filled him with a burning desire to bring her down to her knees and either kill or fuck her and at this moment he doesn't really know which he wants more. "Fuck her," his inner wolf shouts in his head. "She's ours! She's magnificent. She's strong. She defeated a full blooded wolf and is still standing."

"Enough," he shouts at his wolf ending all thoughts along those lines where this human female was concerned.

"Excuse me but it will never be enough if you don't help me get my son some help. No it will be your ass whether it's naked or covered in fur," she says full of anger and rage thinking of Taylor being injured and not being able to get help because of this asshole.

Growling, he steps closer, anger coursing through his veins at her challenge once again but stops as she raises the gun and an eyebrow.

They are both brought out of their intense stare down by Finch who has arrived on the scene with a change of clothes. "John I've brought you a change of clothes and also there's a car ready to take the lady and her son to the hospital," he says trying to diffuse a tense situation as John is known for his temper. He doesn't know the lady in question but the way she's holding that gun he thinks she might have a temper as well.

Turning to give Finch a once over she says, "Yes it's the least he can do since it was his damn fault I lost my fucking cell phone. And now enough with the bullshit and help me pick up my son so he doesn't bleed to death in this fucking park."

Finch looks at her and then at John and at his nod bends to help pick Taylor up as Joss looks on suspiciously with a wariness brought on by tonight's fight with the wolf and Taylor's injuries. Turning, Finch waits on further instructions from John but Joss once again interrupts before he can say anything.

Snapping her fingers at Finch she says, "Okay what are you waiting for? Let's go, my son is literally bleeding to death in your arms we don't have time for this bullshit." Usually Joss would be mortified at how rude she's being but seeing as how she had a death match with a big ass wolf and then watched another big as wolf transform into a man all common fucking courtesy is thrown out the window.

Gritting his teeth so hard he knows his molars will hurt the next time he changes, he takes a deep breath and turns to Finch. "Please take the lady and her son to the hospital and wait there until you hear from me." Turning back to Joss he says. "There, does that please your highness?" He smirks at her eyes narrow and she gets ready to unload that sharp ass tongue on him yet again but he is saved by Finch.

"Miss we really should get going to the hospital. As you said he's bleeding badly, not quite to death but still I think it would be best if we left sooner rather than later," Finch says eyeing her warily hoping not to have her wrath turned towards him.

"Fine lets go but this is not over. By the way my name is Joss Carter. Detective Joss Carter to be exact. I would say it was nice to meet you but then why bother lying," she says and silently smiles to herself at the growl coming from John. He's giving her a look that could kill; which unleashes her smile as big as Texas. Turning to follow Finch she stops and says, "Don't think that I'm done with your sorry ass either wolf man. As soon as I get my son situated you and I are going to have words." And with those words she doesn't wait for a response, she simply turns to jog and catch up with Finch and her son. Unbeknownst to her, she is leaving a very pissed off, angry, and turned on man and a purring wolf.