Big Bad Wolfie novel Chapter 2

". . . So, you guys gonna get in the car civilly," grumps mocked me. "Or we gonna have to do this the hard way?"

"Oh, you wish! We —"

"The easy way," I cut Harper's protests off.

"What?!" She hollered.

"What else are we gonna do Harps? We're gonna end up back at the house either way. Unless. . . You want to abandon everyone too."

It wasn't the most sensitive thing I could have said in the moment, and I know it's not true. But I don't have time to find another way to convince her.

She looked conflicted, her eyes darting around trying to find something to say but came up empty. She looked down dejectedly.

"We don't even know for sure if they're telling the truth," Destiny squeaked.

"You're right, we don't. But if they're not, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it," I told her calmly, hoping it'll rub off on her.

"So you're okay with us just walking into a possible trap?" Harper glared at me. I guess someone suddenly got her voice back.

  I shrugged, "believe it or not, I actually have confidence in the two of you," I told them. "We can get out of whatever we get ourselves into," I assured.

There was a pause.

"And besides, do you honestly think I'd let them even think about hurting either of you?" I stared into her eyes. "They want to, they can go through me first."

Another awkward pause.

"Great! Now that that's all figured out, let's get going," the beta chirped, extending his hand toward a van none of us payed any mind to before this.

Harps scoffed. "I knew that van smelled funny."

"Really? I didn't even notice it. All I smelled was blood," I commented, walking towards it.

While heading towards the car, the dogs are happily breathing down our necks.

"That was the goal. We drenched it in air freshener before we came. Wanted to get the werewolf sent off it," Happy explained.

I'm just gonna give these three seven dwarf's names until I find out their real ones.

Happy, grumpy, and. . . Quiety?

That's not a dwarf name from Snow White, but it's fitting.

We stepped into the van and we were immediately submerged into something terrible.

The stench of wet dog.

Correction, the stench of three wet dogs.

"Oh my cheese," I gagged, covering my nose.

"What happened to those air fresheners?" Harps followed with my same actions.

Desi just stayed quiet with her head down and hands in her lap. But I can tell she's holding back by the way her little nose is twitching.

Happy turned to us from his place in the front seat. "Oh c'mon, it's not that bad."

"No, it's pretty bad," I commented.

"Oh, just shut up," Grumpy mumbled next to me.

The way we're sitting is Happy in front, at the wheel, Grumpy next to me in the first row of seats, and Quiety in the second row with Desi and Harps.

I get why they wanted to split us up and have someone in each section, but why did I get Grumpy? He's so. . . Well, Grumpy.

An awkward silence swallowed us up.

". . . So, what are y'all's favorite colors?" I asked in an attempt to break it. . . And piss Grumpy off.

  Happy chuckled, Grumpy mumbled some not so polite words, and quiety stayed true to his name. None of them bothering to answer my question.

  They're no fun.

~*~*~*~

We eventually arrived back at the house territory, the blood truck following close behind, and the moment it came into view, my breath hitched in my throat in anticipation.

What have they done with the people?

Will I go on to find a post war zone?

Will everyone be huddled into a circle surrounded by dogs?

I know a few warriors that wouldn't sit well with.

Will I get there to find them all thrown in the jails. . . Or worse, dead?

What if —

I sniffed the air.

"Something smells good," I commented, completely forgetting my train of thought.

Desi gasped. "Is it blood?!"

I scoffed. "No it's not blood." I looked to Happy. "What's that smell?"

"What smell are you talking about?" He asked, confused.

"All I smell is even more wet dog," Harper scowled.

Grumpy let out a low growl.

We ignored him.

"No it's. . . Ugh! This is gonna bug me," I shook my head.

What is that smell?

We finally entered the actual territory, and it got me back on course. I looked out the window and saw families standing outside their homes talking to the dogs. Some were cooperating and standing quietly, and others were being manhandled by the invaders. The one thing everyone had in common was the fear in their faces. Or the rage.

I felt a twinge in my heart at the sight.

The van rolled to a stop and Happy turned around. "Alright, we're here."

I went to open the door.

  Child proof locked.

  I looked at him blankly.

He only grinned. "It's only gentlemanly to open the door for a lady."

Grumpy got out and came around to my side, opening the door. I got out and Harps and Desi followed. Then —

The smell again.

I don't know what it is, but something is pulling at me to just glance behind me. I looked over my shoulder and my eyes immediately landed on. . . A werewolf.

He's crouched down, talking to one of the children, facing away from us. Broad shoulders, jet black hair, similar to every other werewolf but so. . . Not, at the same time. I got a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach, and had to fight myself to keep my feet planted instead of going closer. Found the smell.

This can't be good.

I racked my brain for any reasons for this, other than my worst nightmare.

There is still hope. . .

  He turned around.

  Welp, so much for hope.

  Standing to his full height, it became quite obvious he truly was different than other wolves. In more ways than one.

He was massive. And I've seen some pretty big dudes, so that's saying something. He's not the biggest I've ever seen, but d@mn if he wasn't close. Muscle covered every centimeter of his body. It was to the point his black T-shirt and jeans were having trouble containing it all.

  My own muscles clenched at the sight of him.

  Goddess he's pretty.

I saw his rock hard features, and even worse, I looked into his eyes. I nearly got lost in the alluring chasms of stony gray.

One word repeated in my head

"Oh, heck no! You have got to be kidding me!" I seethed, instead of getting lost in his eyes and thinking about the word

I delivered a piercing glare his way while letting my canines elongate to look more threatening.

  And be ready to use if I need them.

He wasn't even phased. He still stood like a stone wall staring through me.

By this time, I had gotten Harper and Desi's attention. They followed my line of vision and stood confused.