My Shifted Life

Chapter 7 - Hayden

Last night we had destroyed the rogues that had been a thorn in my pack’s side for over a month. We are a smallish pack and although we train hard we haven’t had any troubles for years, so my men are inexperienced in battle. The rogues had been taking more and more land and encroaching onto our pack’s businesses. We had warned them several times, but they didn’t care. I didn’t want to admit it but the help we had from the arsehole Alpha, that is mated to my little sister, really had paid off. His brother, the Beta was an excellent fighter and a strong leader. He would have been a good Alpha himself if he had not been the younger brother.

Anyway as happy as I was to have 12 excellent, experienced fighters defending my pack, I was relieved that the situation was over and tomorrow they would be leaving and going back to their own pack. They are not our closest pack and to be honest I would never have asked them for help, if Cleo hadn’t offered, but I was glad of their help in the end.

I have just finished a meeting with their Beta Fynn and my Beta Felix. Their warriors had gone to the bar to celebrate along with a couple of my warriors and I can tell that Fynn is eager to join them, so I keep the meeting short. After he leaves I feel restless. I can’t wait to have the pack back to normal. My wolf Jenson has been on edge the whole time they have been here. Some packs stay away from their human neighbours and don’t have any contact with them, but we rely on the money that the humans spend in our businesses. We do very well financially in this little tourist trap town, but it means we have to be especially vigilant. It can be very worrying when we have visiting wolves in our pack that aren’t as used to the humans as we are.

“They will be gone soon.” I reassure Jenson as well as myself.

“Not soon enough.” He says back grumpily.

“I know, but they really did help.” I continue. “Felix, are our visitors behaving themselves?” I ask my best friend and Beta. We are the ones that have to live with these humans after all. I don’t want our visitors to expose themselves, and our kind.

“Rex says so. I’m going to go meet him in a minute but he says he has a new barmaid working tonight, to help cover whilst they are there.” He replies.

“A wolf?” I ask surprised that no one has told me about a new wolf close to our pack.

“No, not a wolf, a human, but Rex says she smells a bit like a wolf. Maybe she has a boyfriend or a friend that is.”

“This pack?” I ask as my unease grows.

“Rex doesn’t think so but he isn’t sure, he says the scent is only very faint, but definitely there. He thinks that she definitely knows about our kind and knows how to handle herself, but he isn’t sure she knows about our pack so he hasn’t said anything about it to her yet.”

I ponder this new information, and can’t shake the curiosity I have for the barmaid and the warriors that she is serving.

I decide to have a run past, just to see if anything is happening there, to check everything is ok. A run in human form would do me some good anyway. It might help work out some of the kinks from the night before’s fight.

I run past and the bar looks busy, but there is no sign of trouble. I don’t want to go in and make it seem like I don’t trust them on their own, so I keep running. I don’t see anything of interest, several of the warriors have found a human mate for the night and they are making out in the parking lot, but everyone seems happy and willing so I continue on. I reach the cliffs above the beach and notice the human teens are having a bonfire on the beach again. Nothing new there, that seems to be a favourite thing for the humans to do on a Friday night. I have a feeling my son Brendan will be there somewhere, he seems to be spending more and more time with the humans, but I don’t get close enough to have a good look. Our relationship has been strained recently. He hasn’t adjusted well since the death of his mother 2 years ago. Neither of us have. I know I should be over a lot my grief by now, even if it never truly goes away, but everything still reminds me of her and I feel so lost without her here to help me with the pack and to help raise our son.

I turn around at the beach and head back along the cliffs towards the pack territory when a beautiful angel throws herself at me. Ok maybe it’s not quite like that. I am running and I’m distracted thinking about how best to discipline my son effectively, not concentrating on the path ahead when she runs right into my arms. I place them quickly around her, to stop her from falling to the floor, and she takes my breath away. I take a deep breath, breathing her in, and I can tell that she is human, a beautifully smelling human, but she definitely also smells like wolf, Rex to be exact. I think I have just found the barmaid that has been serving the visiting warriors all night. She stares at me and I can’t take my eyes off her either. I can tell that she is scared, she mentions some drunk men following her and I immediately go on high alert. I don’t mind the wolves taking any willing female, but chasing them is most definitely not tolerated. I offer to walk her home, but immediately regret it. I don’t mean to come off as a creepy stalker but I can tell that’s how she sees me. The man she has just met on the cliffs offering to walk her home. In my pack this would be seen as a great honour, but she is not a wolf and it is not an honour to her, just an extra problem that she doesn’t need. She turns to leave and I feel like I have to say something to make her stay, but I can’t think straight, I can’t think of the right words as my mind goes completely blank.

“Goodbye.” I say barely audible but she doesn’t move. She stays standing in front of me looking around before her eyes stop moving and she is staring straight at me.

“Do you have to go?” I finally ask. I don’t know what is going on with me. I had my mate, my goddess gifted mate and she died, but this feels so similar, I have the same attraction for her, where I can’t bare to take my eyes off her. I can tell she doesn’t have a wolf but my wolf is just as curious about her as I am.

“No.” She replies as she takes my hand. The sparks that I can feel through my fingers are overwhelming but somehow not enough, I pull her to me quickly and kiss her hard which she returns instantly. It has been 2 years since the last time I kissed anyone, since the last time I had even wanted to kiss someone and the need I feel for the woman before me is all consuming. She runs her hands up my body taking my T-shirt up and over my head and I put my hand to her chest. Her perfect n*****s are erect at my touch and I imagine taking them into my mouth and running my tongue along them. I need to stop. I need to clear my head from the thoughts I have of the things I want to do to the woman who’s name I don’t even know. I finally pull back long enough to gather my thoughts. I am making out on the cliff path next to the beach that my son is most likely on. I can’t stay here like this with her for all to see, however much I want to.

“Can we go to your place?” I ask. Hoping she will say yes. Hoping that she lives close by, very close.

“No. Yours?” She asks. I think about it for a second although I know there is no way I can bring a human woman into the pack house however much I want her right now.

“No.”

“I better go then.” She says picking her jacket up and walking hurriedly away.

“Wait don’t go.” I shout after her but she doesn’t stop, I can’t believe she is walking away. The only woman I have wanted to be with in 2 years walks away without a single look back. I think about going after her, but she has made her mind up, and she is gone in a second. Why did I have to say something? I could have been having s*x with her right here, right now, but I had to open my stupid mouth and scare her off. I pick my shirt up and jog back to the pack house with it in my hand. I try to discuss the situation with Jenson, but he is as clueless as I am.

“We have to get a hold of ourselves.” I tell him.

However much we want to f**k the barmaid she is human, I don’t know if I can have a human mate, if I even want another mate, another Luna. I can never replace the Luna I had, the mother of my child, but it would be great to have someone to talk to and to spend some time with and who am I kidding, it would be incredible to have s*x again.

I’m not back in the pack house long when I hear the front door open and Bren walks in.

“Good night?” I ask trying to have a nice normal conversation with my son.

“Not bad.” He replies dismissively. As he walks closer I notice a red stain on the bottom of his white T-shirt.

“Yours?” I ask nodding to the stain.

“Nope.” He replies trying to avoid the conversation, but I’m not going to let it go that easily.

“What have I told you about fighting humans? It will get you into the kind of trouble that I can’t protect you from.” I lecture.

“It wasn’t like that. You always have to presume the worst.” He whines.

“I’m sorry Bren, but it usually is the worst. So what happened?” I ask. I seriously doubt he is going to tell me the truth, the truth is often an alien concept to the boy.

“The new girl from school punched Max in the face and I think she broke her nose.” He explains.

“What the hell did she do that for?” As if I need to ask.

“Max called her a whore.” Bren confesses.

“I have told you before I don’t think Max is a very nice person, it has nothing to do with her being human, she is just plain mean.” I have met Max before in the town and I don’t like her at all, but for some reason my son seems enamoured with her. I try not to say anything about it anymore, because the harder I try to get them to split up, the closer they seem to get.

“I know. I do feel a bit bad for her though.”

“Bren. It’s good to see you having empathy, that will make you a great Alpha one day, but I would rather it wasn’t aimed towards her.”

“Thanks.” Bren says dismissively before his mood lightens. “You should have seen it though, she just walked up to her and bam straight in the face. I didn’t even think she had it in her.” He adds demonstrating the punch.

“You should probably keep away from that new girl. It sounds like both her and Max have a real problem with each other.”

“I don’t think I will have any problems there.” Bren mutters under his breath. I am almost certain he isn’t telling me the whole story but I have enough to worry about right now with my own love life without worrying about Bren’s.