A Twisted Tale (Closed for LoganDarkHolme)

[Luna_Wolf72]

There is a story about a sweet girl who wandered into a dark wood to deliver a basket of goodies to her sickly grandmother. Guess what, THIS isn’t that story. I mean seriously? Who would ever believe that tripe, anyway? And what of the poor honor besmirched wolf? One who acted completely within his character? He didn’t try and lead her on, instead she poked and prodded until he just had to respond, just had to put her in her place.

This fairytale isn’t THAT fairy tale, not even close. The wolf just does what is needful. It is the girl, a wolf in her own right, that brings the whole mess to a head. She could have just left well enough alone. Kept her evil little body away from him, stayed out of his woods. Kept something beneath that damned red cape. I guess in the end, the whole thing~ her capture and every thing that followed was her fault.

Of course, the wolf helped. After all, I refuse to take all the blame. No one told him to behave that way. How was I to know that the copse of trees was his home? How was I to know that he didn’t like seductive little women stalking around doing the types of things I do? Hell, he might have warned me. I might have even listened, but he never said a word and now here we are.

Look, just take a seat. Might as well tell you the whole sordid thing from the beginning.

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Minerva wasn’t really bad. She couldn’t help it, not really. People just seemed to want to give her things. And seriously, who was she to tell them no? She knew that her body was well put together, her skin a flawlessly warm cappuccino color. It wasn’t her fault that the Gods had chosen to bestow a tight little frame on her. I mean, she hadn’t asked for it. She never asked her suitors for their bank accounts, their savings, their house keys, either. They just…gave them to her. That wasn’t her fault. It definitely wasn’t her fault that after she received those gifts, she grew bored and left town. What? They thought they could buy fidelity and love. She just chose to disabuse them of that notion, eventually. Easiest way to do that? Leave.

So, she wasn’t prepared for all the trouble she ran into when she rambled into the sleepy little town of Wolf Falls. She followed her normal routine: renting a small, one bedroom apartment and getting a job as a stripper at the one and only topless joint in town. She spent a day researching the major players before deciding on her newest crushes and made it a point to be seen walking, her red velvet cloak trailing the ground.

The first week or so went exactly as planned but then, well then, she started to feel watched. It was creepy, like she had her own personal stalker. Couldn’t be possible though. No one knew her here and she hadn’t made any serious inroads into her future lover’s bank accounts. Yet, she felt hunted.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

Marcus Callahan, the speaking of his very name was held in awe, in this town, wolf Falls, HE was alpha, He was the nightmare that inspired the tale. Leader of the local were-wolf pack this town was his, and everyone in it was his pack, his family, oh sure they had their share of humans who came and went but no one knew the truth, truth that wolves walked among them, descended of the ancient shamans, Indians whose ability to become one with the predators of nature, and leaders of guidance, bear, wolf, hyena, lion and many others while human on the outside they beasts always lay beneath the surface.

Marcus was a farm boy by birth, raised by his father and mother, Alpha's of the pack themselves they were murdered when poachers came to town, looking for trouble, shot and killed by a bunch of drunk rowdy men. That was 3 years ago, the night Marcus assumed his Wolven form and murdered the men responsible for his parents death. One man survived, Lived to tell the tale of the monster wolf that Rules the forest of Wolf falls with claws of steel and blood. Over the next 3 years marcus had worked, building his pack, his town into a small prosperous farming community with Zero crime outside of the occasional rowdy teen or tourists who came to see the beauty landscape and the Waterfall in which the town was named.

Marcus sat at his desk. The local sheriff he went over his expense reports, marking off approvals for new equipment or what not he tossed the papers on his desk and sighed things had been rather quiet for awhile, orderly, the way he liked it. Then he started getting reports from his pack members of a new bitch in town. human from the smell of her bought one of the open 1 bedrooms apartments he had been renting out. but soon he started getting complaints from pack mates, that this female was playing Cock tease, accepting gifts and items of value from the men she dated then dumping them for the next chump that came along.

Sooo Marcus did some digging and low and behold this hot little bitch had been causing trouble everywhere she went 4 marriages in less then 3 years only to divorce months later when she grew bored. So Marcus decided this little female needed to be kept on a leash he began to watch her, knowing damn well she didn't have the senses or the ability to see him he hid, watching her movements. Watching one night as she entered into the only Strip club he had allowed in town and he grinned.

about 5 minutes after she entered he followed, hiding in the back shadows cast over him he asked around and found out she was hired as a dancer, crossing his arms he sat and watched, he wanted to see just what this girl had that inflamed the unmated males in this town to do her bidding

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Minerva

She had left her house half an hour ago, carrying her knapsack filled with the night's outfits for the club. There was that sensation, the one of being watched, but she ignored it. Minerva knew she was built, well enough that the average girls that worked at The Howling hated when she had a shift. So being watched wasn't that unusual, it was just the quality of that watching, it was creepy. Shaking her head, she turned into the entrance of the club, giving the door man a flirtatious little wink. He grinned at her, his eyes trying to see beneath the red velvet cloak. She grinned and sauntered on in, dropping the hood and shaking out her riotous mass of waist length curls before heading for the dressing room.

About 15 minutes later, she was dressed and stretching, loosening up. She wore a tiny little scarlet dress, slit thigh high on both sides and matching thigh high boots on a sturdy 4 inch heel. Her hair was loose, falling like a black wave down to her round butt and she knew she looked good. Peeking out, she watched the crowd, glad that it looked a trifle larger than usual. One week and people were hearing about her.

Coming to the center stage, SCARLET!

She strode out to the center of the stage and sank down to all fours. Her butt rose high in the air as she began a slow crawl around the stage, stopping every once in a while to look each prospective tipper in the eye. Then she rose, and began a sensual strut, her body melding perfectly to the music. The pole called to her and she spun around it, hooking a knee and an arm as she slowly spun, allowing the dress to rise higher with each rotation. She never collected her earnings the first song~just like she never removed her covering. She built anticipation, rubbing her breasts, touching her thighs, showing flashes but never uncovering.

The music led into her second song and she climbed the pole, capturing it between strong, light brown, thighs. Leaning backward, she began pulling the dress up and off, flinging it into a corner. Returning to her original position, she wrapped an arm around the pole and began to slowly slide down, her breasts on either side of the gleaming metal. Upon reaching the floor, she turned and faced away from the guys sitting there. Bending from the waist, she removed her scarlet thongs, her butt waving in time to the driving beat of the drums.

When she was completely nude, except for the boots and her band for tips, she began giving solitary dances, earning a respectable amount for a first set. With the end of the song, she grinned widely and turned away...and almost stumbled.
The watcher was here...or at least something was. She gathered her clothes and exited the stage with a wave, her eyes darting as she tried to find just who was giving her the willies. She couldn't see. Fuck, she couldn't see them but they were there.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

Marcus watched silently, his eyes unblinking. The girl called scarlett, he couldnt lie, she was cute, hell better then cute she was a walking bombshell. he could understand now why so many men fell so hard for her, and why no man could tell her no or stand his ground.......well......until now, a cruel smile curled his lip. She would run through his Pack the way she had in other citys. oh no no no couldnt have that, this hot little minx needed to learn not to tempt males, especially in this town. noo this....scarlett....needed a Mate, someone who could tame her wild ways, bring her to toe the line.

Looking to his left he snapped his fingers and the bartender handed him her employee file, he sat back reading through her application, birthdate, name, address he closed the file and tucked it under his arm. As her dance ended he caught a whiff in the air, a sudden flare of panic, and he grinned, she knew she was being watched, smart girl. He watched her as she headed into the back and he stepped off from the wall where he had been with a grin he knew soon she would be leaving, probably out the back of the ally where all the girls left, to keep from getting mobbed. Walking out to his car he picked up his Sheriff's hat and stuck it on his head then ducked into the ally.

Here he would wait, leaving against the wall, pulling from his shift pocket a black pack of Djarum Clove Special blend he lit it and took a puff, letting the Sultry spicy aroma fog the ally he waited, his eyes casually looking around the ally

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Minerva

The rest of the night seemed to take forever. She was spooked, worried. She wanted to run away, conversely~she wanted to never leave the safety of the club. The presence was gone. She felt it at the beginning of her next set. The oppressiveness had left the building, but she was scared. She flirted, pranced, danced, seduced~ but her heart wasn't in it, her brain was on fire with the need to run away.

At 2 am, she changed into her street clothes. With a wave for the bartender, she headed for the exit that led into the alleyway behind the club. She wasn't in the mood for her poor lost boys this evening. She just wanted to go home, where it was safe. Raising the hood to her cloak, she pushed the door open and stepped out, closing the door behind her. She heard it latch and turned toward the alley entrance.

The scent of clove drew her attention to a shadow against the wall. She squinted her eyes, trying to see in to the darkness.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

his ear twitchs and he looks up, the subtle click of the door shutting and locking behind her. pulling a last drag from the clove he tossed it aside, and crushed it with his bootheel. Stepping off the wall he stepped from the shadows. 6ft 4, 230lbs of muscled human. he tipped his cowboy hat low over his eyes and approached her his eyes surveying the sprite of a girl before him, the scent of fear washing off her in waves and he slapped on a "good ole boy" smile

"Minerva Roarke?" he asked as he stepped to her, his hand reaching behind him he pulled out his wallet and flipped it open to reveal his sheriffs badge "Names Marcus Callahan, Sheriff of Wolf falls, we were hired by the club to provide escort for the girls after their shifts are done, not that we've had any problems but the occasional drunk does manage to harass the women as they are leaving, i was told your shift was done, i know you dont own a car so i thought i would give you a ride home, living on the edge of town never know what animals may be out tonight"

he kept the smile plastered to his face but his sharp eyes were looking her over, judging her strengths, potential weaknesses, as the shadows moved and his face was covered his eyes shifted for just an instant to wolf amber then back to their normal rich green, oh he would give this playgirl a ride alright, but it was a ride he knew she wouldnt like

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Minerva relaxed as the tall man stepped forward, looking charming and country bumpkin like. He flashed his ID at her and gave her an explanation that sounded like it was honestly meant. The fear lessened. If he escorted her home, she would be safe. After all, a squad car? What could be safer? She had opened her mouth to say so, to thank him for the kindness, when her hackles rose. His eyes? They did something. She took a slight step away and stared at him...but his green eyes sparkled back at her becomingly and she shook the fear away

Um, sure. I would really appreciate it, Sheriff Callahan. I have felt stalked for the past week or so...it would be good to not have to worry on my way home.

Minerva turned, looking for the Sheriff's car. Her hood slid down, releasing her mass of curls to the wind. Hair flew up and back in wild abandon and she grinned. Her teeth, very white in the gloom.

Which way am I going? I mean to your car?

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

his eyes caught the sudden flare of her eyes but then her fear eased and he kept the smile plastered on his face, and made sure to better control his eyes. He watched her as she became quiet, he almost read the thoughts as they passed through her mind,

Um, sure. I would really appreciate it, Sheriff Callahan. I have felt stalked for the past week or so...it would be good to not have to worry on my way home.

"you seem like your uneasy? is everything alright? have you had trouble?"

he already knew her answer but wanted to know if she would admit it to him that she knew she was being stalked, but what she didnt know was that he was the one whom had done the stalking, then his eyes had widened a bit as he watched her reach up, her face suddenly transforming into a grin as she let her hair flow free and he set his jaw wondering just what she was thinking now

Which way am I going? I mean to your car?

he stuck his thumb out in the direction of the street behind the club then the echo of his bootheels bounced off the brick walls of the empty ally as he walked to his car, with the girl behind him he let his grin spread, his thumbs hooking into his beltloops he jacked up his pants like they were heavy and uncomfortable

"so your new to town? how long you been here?"

he looked over his shoulder deciding to make with the idle chitchat to further try and disarm her

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

"You seem like your uneasy? Is everything alright? Have you had trouble?"

Minerva cocked her head in response to his thoughtful questions but chose not answer at first. His loose easy jointed walk was very attractive, as was his muscular build. She allowed her eyes to roam his frame delightedly, still grinning uncontrollably when he hitched up his pants.

"So you're new to town? How long you been here?"

Minerva shrugged lightly, her eyes catching his when he glanced over his shoulder at her.

"I got here a little over two weeks ago, I guess that would make me rather new. As for the uneasiness you notice? Well, I guess I just feel a little weird. It seems like someone is ALWAYS watching me. Feels like I am a bit of a meal just waiting to happen."

Minerva shrugged and reached the car just after the sheriff did.

"So Sheriff, do I have to get in the back? I know in the big city a pedestrian rides in the rear, against regulations or something to have people in the front seat. Is it like that here?"

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

"I got here a little over two weeks ago, I guess that would make me rather new. As for the uneasiness you notice? Well, I guess I just feel a little weird. It seems like someone is ALWAYS watching me. Feels like I am a bit of a meal just waiting to happen."

he grinned at that as they made it to his car, wiping the smirk from his face he opened the passenger side door for her and nodded

"naw, we are less formal out here in the sticks, "

as he watched her slide into the seat he shut the door, grinning as he walked around the back of the car, he sent a mental burst out to his pack, tonight she would get what was coming to her, tonight she would be tamed, or broken, either way, the little slut would be running scared

sliding into the driver seat he started the car and back outta the ally into traffic, with a smile he flipped the radio on some old time country station and drove off. As the car reached the outskirts of town his radio beeped and he picked up the mic

Sheriff sorry to bug you but we just recieved a report of a breakin at the old millers ranch, neighbor out star gazing saw a bunch of people down the hill from her ranch scouting around the house and she thought she heard glass breaking, can you check it out?

thumbing the mic he gave an apologetic look to Mina

"Dispatch ill take the call, ill radio back when i know more"

setting the mic back in the craddle he gave a sideways grin to the girl beside him

"looks like youll have to stick with me for a bit longer darlin, sorry about this"

reaching down to the control box he flipped the cars lightbar and siren on

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10 minutes outside of town he flipped the siren off and switched on the floodlights, as he turned into the long gravel driveway he flipped the red/blues off so that only his flood lights and headlights illuminated the woods, rolling down his window he listened around, although he already knew this whole thing was just one big trick to get the girl out of town he had to at least make it look like he was serious. as they finally reached the old house he threw the car in park and shut it off,

"stay here"

taking the car keys with him he locked the doors and unholstered his gun, slowly he made his way around the back of the house. and then suddenly there was just silence. a dead silence in the night that settled around the car

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Minerva grinned at his comment concerning the sticks. After all, it wasn't like she was going to volunteer the information about just how many times she had been in the back of a cruiser. He didn't need to know that! The soft, sad twang of country filled the car for a few minutes and then was cut off by the dispatcher over the radio.

Sheriff sorry to bug you but we just received a report of a break-in at the old Miller's ranch. Neighbor out star gazing saw a bunch of people down the hill from her ranch scouting around the house and she thought she heard glass breaking. Can you check it out?

Minerva gave a quick nod as the sheriff answered the call and apologized for having to drag her along. She didn't mind. What did she have to look forward to at home? Nobody was due to stop by, and her newest little fish had managed to swim
away before she could properly set her hook. She grinned delightedly when he flipped on the siren...she loved the noise.

Finally, they reached an abandoned looking property. It was scary dark and the bright light only made the woods look even darker. Minerva gave a bit of a shudder. She had always hated the woods at night...ever since, well...it had been long ago.

"Stay here"

"No problem, sheriff. I will be awaiting your return. I ain't going ANYWHERE."

She watched as he disappeared into the darkness, her mind going a mile a minute as her nerves took off. The quiet, it was oppressive, scarily so. She wanted music, lights, someone THERE. Her eyes darted from left to right as she tried to see every where at once.

"Fuck"

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

Rounding the back of the house he grinned, letting the silence settle around him he took in a deep breath, raising his face to the sky a low keening howl flows from deep within his chest, starting low the howl echo'd around the mountains and the house, in the calm of the night he knew that the little bitch in his car would hear how close the howl truely was, even from here the scent of her fear was palpable from this distance. with a growl the low ended and he cracked his neck, feeling the ripple beneath his flesh a dark myst began to swirl around his form, a twisted smile on his face that turned feral.

Brown eyes shifting into a black/gold mix, his body suddenly lengthening, growing out, black fur sprouting from his skin he let the change consume him. shifting into his Were-wolf form he shook out his fur, his tongue trailing over his elongated sharp K-9's, fingernails-turned claws itching into his fur gently his dark eyes now so much sharper, sight, sound, smell, taste. using his superhuman speed he darted into the woods still out of sight. He circled around the front of the property, letting go another howl that shockwaved across the night air. He could see the girl, scrambling around his car, the fear, shock so evident on her face and he grinned.

suddenly the radio crackled to life, but it was all static, as if the signal was not one suppose to be broadcast from this station but a signal that was forced into the radio, a deep growling voice crackling from the speaker


"little pig little pig let me in, or ill huff and puff and......rip your car apart*

the lone Floodlight that was the only light in the area suddenly shattered, drowning the entire area and the car in darkness the sound of scrapping metal screeched across the car. in the darkness he knew the girls sight would take a bit to adjust to the sudden darkness he dragged a lone claw across the bumper of his car, growling low his voice was deep, like gravel as he spilled past his muzzle

"youve been a very bad girl Red, "
Were Wolf form

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Trapped!

The howling sent goosebumps trailing over Minerva's skin. Her breath became panting gasps with each repetition of the sound until she was a jumpy mess, shivering from nerves. The darkness, held at bay by the spotlight, grew larger, making her feel isolated, alone, scared. And then, then the radio cut on...static making the growling voice even more demonic.

"Little pig little pig, let me in, or I'll huff and puff and......rip your car apart."

Minerva screamed, a harsh sobbing sound as her bladder let loose, She cut off the flow after only a few drops but her body was on overload, her mind a morass of terror. Then the spotlight exploded and that voice echoed into the car, shivering her spine and releasing the hold she had on sanity.

"You've been a very bad girl Red."

"No, no, No...."

The words went from a whisper to a shout, her body jerking slightly with each shake of her head...

"Please, no...."

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

No, no, No....Please, no....

as she screamed, her head down, he shifted back, coming around the side of the car he had his gun in his hand, knocking on the window he slapped a concerned look in his face

"HEY!!, Hey you ok? whats wrong?"

he continued to knock on the window trying to get the girls attention, finally fumbling for the keys on his belt he opened the drivers door and crawled, in his hands gripping her shoulders he shook her gently

"Hey, whats going on? whats wrong?"

he frowned as he watched her cry, the heavy smell of urine in the air he had to snort to clear his nose, rubbing it with the back of his hand briefly,

"hey come on talk to me, whats going on"

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Minerva swung outward, her hands almost claw like. She didn't hear the voice of the sheriff, not until he had opened the door and touched her. By then, she was almost in shock, her body fighting to run away, get away, go away, far away.

"Hey, whats going on? whats wrong?"

Minerva's hand flew up, striking the sheriff across his left cheek. She was no longer all there, her mind lost in the morass of dark fear those eerily howled words had invoked. She was screaming now.And then, his words penetrated....

"Hey come on talk to me, whats going on?"

"You didn't hear that voice? You didn't hear it?"

Tears hovered at the edges of her eyes, falling with startling regularity once she started to speak.

"He said he was gonna come in...like the big bad wolf...only worse, much worse. Can you please take me home now?"

She shivered and looked up at the sheriff, her eyes wide and pleading.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

"He said he was gonna come in...like the big bad wolf...only worse, much worse. Can you please take me home now?"

"yea...i..uh...think getting you home would be a good thing"

he frowned as he watched her, doing his best to keep the serious, concerned look plastered on his puss, he started the car, turning around they headed back down the drive, as he hit the highway he had to roll the windows down, making a note of having to now clean his car out tonight he took her home inwardly he was grinning that he had scared her as well as he did, knowing damn well this was just the begining.

"just relax hun, try and take a few deep breathins, i dont want to have to rush you to the ER tonight, what happened? i didnt hear anything, "

he looked over to her, huddled against the seat shaking, the smell of her fear, her tears, he had a swallow a few times to keep from drooling, god her scent, her fear was fucking delicious, pulling into her Driveway he got out, coming around he opened the passenger side door

"come on hun, lets get you inside"

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Minerva had heard his questions, had heard his concern but something felt wrong. How could he have said he heard NOTHING? The voice was so loud, the growling bass damn near shaking the car. The sheriff had to have heard the noise, yet he says no...making soothing sounds that seem like laughter being hidden.

"come on hun, lets get you inside"

Minerva scurries out of the passenger seat, her body still covered with sweat and urine, the stench of fear. All she wants is to curl up in a hot tub and get clean, relax. She looks around, fearfully before glancing up at the tall man before her.

"Would you walk me inside, please?"

Without waiting, she heads for her apartment at the rear of the building, her work bag clasped tightly in her hand.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

"Would you walk me inside, please?"

before he even had a chance to respond she was off and walking, closing his squad door he had to close his eyes, he felt them pulsing, wanting to shift, to just jump her here, drag her off back into the woods, and make her scream for him again, but he kept himself under control. walking with her into the darkness he pulled his flashlight off his belt and clicked it on, looking around the area

"your landlord needs to get these lights fixed, never know if something is lurking in the shadows"

looking up he studied the light fixture then back into the yard and tree line, sighing he rubbed his eyes, he was starting to get a headache from everything he did tonight,

"come on, lets get you inside and changed, i cant help but smell and noticed the wet spot"

rubs his nose

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

"Your landlord needs to get these lights fixed, never know if something is lurking in the shadows."

Minerva glanced at the sheriff, her eyes wide with fear. The lack of light had never bothered her, but now? She looked around, glancing at everything, her body beginning to tremble as a second reaction set in.

"I really didn't need to hear that, Officer."

They reached her front door a few moments later. His gruff voice made her blush with embarrassment once the words hit.

"Come on, lets get you inside and changed, I cant help but smell and noticed the wet spot."

"I am sorry. That has never happened to me before."

She unlocked the front door and stepped inside.

"Would you like a cup of coffee or something? I can make you one before I get in to the shower..."

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

"I really didn't need to hear that, Officer."

ahhh....yea...sorry......i tend to stick my foot in my mouth often

*he snickered softly as they entered her apartment, looking around he took in the dainty surroundings, idly he kicked out a chair and sat down, letting go an exhausted sigh, he took off his sheriffs hat off and set it down on her table, Running a hand through his hair he looked to her as she spoke

"Would you like a cup of coffee or something? I can make you one before I get in to the shower..."

"im alright thank you, go take ya shower darlin, i can wait around if you wanna talk"

he smiled to her, as she tottled off, looking around he grinned. she was scared now, he loved it. he wondered how long it would take to truely send her mind off the deep end. as he sat back and plotted he let his mind wander as he got comfortable

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Minerva headed for her bathroom, tossing clothing as she went. She felt gross, dirty and still shaky but she would be damned if she would allow the Sheriff to see her reactions.

Turning the water on hot, she stepped in and allowed the pounding of the spray to ease her tight muscles. After a few minutes, she reached for her loofah and loaded it up with a sandalwood scented body wash, specially made for her. She scrubbed down, twice, enjoying the scent and lather. Finally, she switched the water to cold and rinsed off, relaxing under the hard spray.

Stepping out of the stall, she grabbed a big towel from her heated towel rack and wrapped it around her. She walked from the bathroom to her bedroom and dried off, slipping into blood red silk pajamas that left nothing to the imagination. Combing through her waist length hair took a few minutes, but finally she was ready to face the tall man in her kitchen.

She walked back into the light, her body gleaming.

"I feel much better. Thanks for bringing me home."

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

"I feel much better. Thanks for bringing me home."

"no problem darlin, sorry you got such a scare, but i should be going, got rounds to do tonight"

he smiled as he stood, sticking his sherrif's hat on his head and tilting it low he eyed the sprig of a girl before him, his eyes taking in the way she looked in those pajamas she was wearing he couldnt help but smile. for all the faults and all she was guilty of she was beautiful. No surprise though given the reports and stories he heard so far since she got into town. He was going to have fun with this one,

turning his booted feet thudded on the floor, with a smile he turned and tipped his hat to her

"evenin Miss"

opening the door he stepped out into the night air, smiling sadistically he walke d to his car. Tonight he would call a Pack meeting, and tell them of his plan, starting the car he flipped the radio on and drove off

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Minerva sleeps

After the rather large man had left her apartment, Minerva poured herself a double shot of Jack and gulped it down, savoring the burn. Tonight's experience had been entirely too weird for words and if she never had to deal with some shit like that again, it would be far too soon.

Rinsing her shot glass out, Minerva decided to lay down and try and get some rest. She was terrified sleep would be a difficult prospect but her body was too worn out to put up much of a fight. She drifted off right away and while she slept, she dreamed.

Running through dark woods, hot breath on the back of her neck. A voice, growling, laughing, teasing..."Run, little rabbit, little red rabbit, run...this is fun!! A howling that was soon picked up in chorus.

Minerva sat up, her heart slamming into her ribs as if she had just raced 10 miles. Glancing at her bedside clock, she saw that only an hour or so had passed. She shook her head. This was such BULLSHIT! She dozed off, still bitching to herself and the dream came back. She was awakened four different times before 8 A.M. Finally, she gave up the battle and slid out of the bed. Obviously, the was to be no rest for the wicked.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

Marcus grinned as he returned home, crawling into bed he let his mind wander back the the female. The smell of her fear, the scream. She was a pitiful girl, so easily scared yet she has lead men around by the nose for years. But all that was going to change. She would learn her place in his pack, in his world. All her taunting, her teasing, all her charm, would be erased. Rolling onto his side he let his eyes drift closed. and He dreamed. Dreamed of how hot the little bitch would be, begging for more, yet struggling to get away.

Hours later marcus woke to the crack of first light, as he stepped out onto the porch of his ranch he let go a long low howl that echo'd across the woods then returned inside. Showering quickly he dressed in his uniform and headed into town. his Boots thudding on the wood floor as he entered into teh Sherrifs office he sat behind his desk and picked up his paperwork, going over officer reports, his mind however still on the girl and what he would do to her tonight

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Minerva dressed for the day in a short red mini, a black mesh tee, black boots and her cloak. The air was cool outside but it was needful to shake the dreams away from her brain and plan for her next foray into her newest fish's bank account. A sly grin as she thought of him, all big and tanned, on his knees begging for her to finish him off.

Gods, she loved it when men whimpered. A quick frown marred her features as the sheriff's face came to mind. She couldn't imagine someone like HIM begging for it, that was for sure. He was too centered, too animalistic. She fought a shiver that threatened to overwhelm her and moved off, away from her little apartment.

First stop, the general store for body wash and things. Then she went to the post office, mailing off the letters she had written in the past few days , breaking things off with her previous suitors. Coming out of that drab little building, she glanced over at the office which held the town's law enforcement.

Another shiver as she debated going over to see if the sheriff was in. No. Fuck that. Staying away from him would only be the smart thing to do. He was too smart and that yee-haw exterior did not hide the intelligence in his eyes. Best avoid him at all times.

With that settled, she turned right and headed for the down town area. Time to meet her first little fish of the day.