War Dog: The Lord of Wolves Series.

Here he is again at the bar eating and drink the same thing he always does. "Umm. Do you need anything else?" I ask while refilling his water. He looks at me with single brownish gold eye that held a blank faze and I'm sure if his other eye wasn't scarred up and closed it would the same look, holding my gaze for a moment before shaking his head and looking back down to his plate. He wasn't much of a talker and I only know his name because of the many different types of dog tags that hang around his neck the one I could read and understand was the one for the United States Military and it said 'Apollo' he was a Lycan like me and the many others in this bar like dinner in this small little country town this area the town sits in is neutral territory for the surrounding Lycan packs and even Rogue wolves like Apollo... and again I don't know much about him except that he works for the lumber yard and mill in the neutral area. Now has for me my name is... "Alessia!" An excited pretty blonde hair girl cheers as she runs around the bar and gives me a hug before running her hands through my long dark hair. "Are you done yet?" She pouts poking her lip out at me before her blue eyes shifts over and looks at Apollo. "Oh! Rough and rugged is here! Hi handsome." My friend Holly coos as she leans on the bar looking at Apollo which she wasn't wrong he was handsome with his somewhat short sandy colored hair, the stubble on his chin, even his scarred left eye added to his rough and mysterious look. I swat Holly with my hand towel. "Leave him be!" I huff at her before looking at Apollo with an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry." I hold my breath when our gaze met I'm not sure why but I did. Apollo was the first to break the eye contact giving us a simple shrug as he goes back eating his beef and potatoes, he didn't seem to mind our pack too much I suppose it's because we don't bother him. I had tried to get my father to who is our pack leader to get Apollo to join but my father had he already tried back when Apollo first showed up and apparently told my father. 'There is no war so there is no place for me.' Since then my pack gave him the nickname War Dog out of fear and respect. The bar started to fill up not only with my pack but others as well that's when Apollo pull out his money and for the meal as he gets up to leave whether he was finished or not but he wasn't leaving because of them it was... "Where's the rush mutt?" A short brown haired male asks standing in Apollo's way with a challenging cocky grin on his face. Apollo just looks at him not with the same blank stare but analyzing the 6 foot young male in front of him before his stare goes blank and unreadable. "Still not worth my bite." Apollo's deep and gruffy voice speaks causing butterflies to flip in my stomach. Everyone that was a Lycan was watching intently most of the humans where too drunk to even notice or understand what was going on. Apollo walks around the tall young furious male. "Grow a bit more then maybe." Apollo added had causing the young Lycan grab a glass mug and spin around on his heel but before he smash the mug into the back of the rogue wolf's head the members of Moons Howl my pack stands up easily out numbering him and the few pack mates that he had with him. "This is mutual territory and you're far from your pack Wild Wood." A gruffy country accent says from the door as our Beta and my uncle walks in passing Apollo as he leaves. Without another word the Wild Wood wolf sets the mug down on the bar before stomping off over to his pack members and sitting down with a grumbling growl. Our Beta walks over to me with a smile on he salt and pepper bearded face. "Come on I've come to take you home. Your father needs you." He says twirling his truck keys on his finger with a soft sigh I grab my coat and purse giving Holly a hug bye then follow him out to his old red rusted 94 Ford pickup. Putting on my coat to sheild me from the bitter cold autumn weather of Maine as Apollo's receding back catches my attention until my uncle calls out to holding the door of the passenger side open for me after climbing in he closes the door then gets in on the driver side the truck was still warm from when he arrived as he starts it up and pull out of then onto the road. I don't ask him what my father wants because I know I won't get any answers so I sit quietly and watch the night scene past by. Pulling into the long gravel drive up to a Massive large house with many people coming going it was our pack house we've recently had to buy nearby apartments because our numbers grew so big, we're a strong and kind pack. Once coming to a stop I get out of the truck and make my way up the stairs and into the grand entrance then to my father's office with the closed doors I hear voices so to be respectful I knock not shortly after I was told to come in upon entering my father's hazel eyes looks at me with a smile on his graying stumble face his long graying dark hair is pulled back into a ponytail that lays on his back. "Good evening Alessia. please sit down." He points to a chair in front of the desk as walk over and take a seat I notice the pack elders in the room sitting on the couch off the side of the room then look back at my father who leans back on his chair and takes a deep breathe before speaking. "Your coming of age ceremony is coming up and it's not something we can postpone... as much as I would like too..." He mutters the last part and taps a claw on the arm of his chair, his only daughter growing up and then going to be mated by the moon mother's choosing is not something he's was too keen on as a parent. "With becoming the next Luna and thankfully not mated yet to protect you we have to take precautions... there just rumors right now but apparently Hunters have been sight in the city near here." He explains rocking his swiveling chair side to side. I sigh deeply as I rub my face with both hands then look at him with a disgruntled look. "Let me guess... escort?" I ask with distaste in my voice than groan with an eye roll with he nods in confirmation but holds up a hand. "Calm down Drama Queen they will only escort you to school, to the that bar you like to work at so much, and home. They won't hover." I fold my arms and huff a little. "Okay... not like I have a choice." I grumble out. My coming of age ceremony is in 5 days when I turn 18 I'll find my mate then we'll become the next Alpha and Luna of Moons Howl pack. After talking with my father I walk into my room closing the door with a soft sigh. Hunters huh?... all the pack will be on high alert protecting their own... but what about him? I feel heat rush to my face and smack my cheeks quickly pushing tall, dark, and handsome from my mind. Must be hormones... Quickly grabbing my pajamas and a clean towel I head for the female bathrooms as I was about to pass my father's office I hear... "What have you found out about this Rogue Wolf?" I hear my father ask quickly I lean on the wall to listen in as my curiosity was peak I too had been curious about Apollo... all I knew was his name and that he showed up about 3 mouths ago with serious wounds and blood matted fur... another thing I know about him is he's stubborn in accepting help... he refused our offer of medical attention. My Uncle's voice pulls me from my thoughts. "Nothing we don't already know except that he stays in an abandoned shack on the edge of the neutral territory the other packs seem to have no interest in him whatsoever... except for Wild Wood." I practically envision my father's eye roll we have a bit of a rivalry with Wild Wood since this young Alpha came along and took it over by submission from the previous Alpha. "He patrols around his little camp at night and then again first thing in the morning before he starts his work at the lumber yard... From what our members that work with him tells me that he's quiet of course but also works well as team and helps where he can. They to talk to War Dog but he just walks away about the only one he allows to talk to him is Alessia." My Uncle explains this news makes me flush and butterflies to flip in my stomach but my hands clench my plush pink towel when I hear the nasty snarl rip from my father. "Relax... He hasn't tired anything or even looked at her in anyway... he just sits there and listens... mostly when she's singing to the radio that plays in the bar." It sounded like my Uncle Lyle was smiling and I feel my face get redder. Another loud snarl sounds... guess who?... yup papa wolf. "Oh come on! Roy!" Uncle Lyle sighs heavily and probably rolled his eyes too. "Just keep an eye on him... and keep them damn males from my Daughter!" The grumpy Alpha papa responds in a huff this is the moment I make a dash for the bathroom and shut the door blushing like an i***t then looks at myself in the mirror. "He likes my singing." I giggle like a little school girl that got a secret love note before stopping myself by clearing my throat and turning on one of the showers and strip my clothes off before getting in when the water was hot. A good 20 minutes later I walk back into my room tossing my dirty clothes into the hamper then flopping belly first onto my bed staring at the wall across the room. "The Hunters... it's been so long and we haven't done anything..." I say softly with a worry sigh as I snuggle my face into my pillow. "why now?" Is all I say before sleep takes me. Running that's how my dream started I was running glancing up to see a large falling tree before looking forward to a man with his leg trapped in a tangle of other fallen trees I lift the tree up helping man get his foot free before quickly throwing the man with incredible strength away before feeling the painful crushing weight of the tree slamming on top of me one of the broken and sharp points of the branches stabbing into my back. The pain felt so real and so agonizing that I sit up in my bed gasping for air and feeling my back when reality sets in I take in a deep calming breathe. "What the Hell was that..." I ask myself before looking at the time showing it was 9 am on a Saturday throwing the covers back and standing up with a stretch shaking off the lingering feeling from my back then grabbing my robe and sliding it on. "Well after a dream like that I need coffee." I mutter rubbing my face then walking out in the hall. My burrow furrows as the pack house was brimming with anxiousness as everyone on the second level was looking down at the front door that was wide open and shouting from the outside. Spotting Holly I walk over to her and poke her cheek. "Hey wasn't going on?" I ask looking at the door as she answers with a worried voice. "From what we can tell it was an accident and bad one." Her answer makes my blood run cold as I look at her. "W.what?... who?" I ask with a squeaky voice then looking at the door as the smell of blood touches my nose and I hear my father yelling at people to move and make a way to the clinic that is located in our basement as they walk through the threshold my heart sank.