Legacy Of The Wolf

Chapter 5) Pretty Boy

Dante walked up to Mj and gently loomed over her. “We have not been properly introduced” he paused as if waiting for her to run or slap him. Mj was so overrun at the moment the only thing she could do was wipe her eyes and stare at the man in front of her “You can call me Dante” he began “and these four clowns are harmless they just got a little over excited” he had started to come much closer to her now and once again Mj could feel little sparks of electricity pop all over her body, like internal fireworks.

Dante reached up to touch her elbows with his hands out of sheer primal need to just touch and console her. It was driving him a bit crazy how his wolf kept nudging him to keep touching her. Mj squinted and looked long into this man's eyes. “No, I think I prefer asshat thanks” and with that she turned and walked back toward the front of the store to start washing.

“Absolutely ridiculous”, Mj thought as she set up her bucket and grabbed the extender pole for the brush mop.

“I mean who the f**k does this guy think he is, and why the hell did Lou just fold to him like that?” Huffing in internal frustration she continued her mental tirad. “And furthermore, who were the guys with him? I wonder how much meat they bought if Lou was willing to just lay down for that guy like that.” Mj worked vigorously to scrub the windows as all sorts of things ran through her head about who these guys were and what business they had with Lou. “Maybe they were part of the mob and they were demanding money from Lou. Or card sharks come to collect on a debt. Stop,” she thought “if they were card sharks they wouldn't be there to buy anything.” Mj stood back and looked at the window, it had not taken her very long at all.

She pushed open and walked in through the front door putting the brush and bucket back in the storage room.

Mj wanted to talk to Lou badly but he was still talking to those men outside, so she set to cleaning up the shop and making sure they had enough chuck ground for burgers.

The local college was having another football game tonight and that meant burgers and hot dogs and drunk college kids and money.

Mj washed up and started to chop the beef into manageable sizes for the grinder. Out of habit she started to hum while she worked, it helped her stay calm and concentrate on her work. Mj had hummed herself into such a zen like state while she was working she didn't hear any of the commotion going on behind her.

After she had finished cutting most of the beef she needed for the burgers she was going to make and had the grinder set up and working, she turned back toward the counter to clean up her mess. Mj put the cutting block in the sink and turned around to wipe down the counter. She happened to look up to see two of the men from out back sitting at one of the 3 tables at the front of the shop while Lou was standing between the asshat that called himself Dante and Mj. Dante was pleasantly surprised when he walked into the butcher shop to find the small framed woman humming, while she cut raw meat off bone with such precision it was almost arousing to the beast within him. The sound of her voice swam through his head and he felt each note pulse through his entire body. It was as if she were casting a spell on him and he wanted to walk out the door immediately. “A mate never did any assassin any good” he thought; his wolf had been around longer than most and he had seen what happened to hunters when they took mates. It made them weak, and Dante could never be weak.

Dante had also kept his share of female company over the years and they all eventually became more work than they were worth. But for some damn reason his wolf wouldn't let him leave, it was almost as if he took over as he walked Dante closer to the counter, just so he could get a closer look at the delicate creature standing before him.

He felt lightning strike his very soul when she looked up straight into his eyes, as if she knew he were there. He smiled at her and walked around the counter to face her.

Mj picked up the butcher's cleaver she had just been using and held it out in front of her.

Dante laughed internally, “she definitely had no idea what he was let alone who he was. Holding up that cleaver would do her less good than a link of sausage.” He thought, and decided he would have a little fun with her at least, since his wolf insisted on interacting with this woman. He put both his hands, palms up, in front of him as if to surrender to this little thing.

“Take it easy kitten” he whispered “I came to apologize, your right I was an asshat to say the things I said out loud, let me make it up to you” he continued as he watched her eye him, carefully judging his movements.

She had such a tight grip on that knife her little knuckles were turning white. So he took a step back hoping she would relax a little. “My associates and I are in town to check on some business so we might be here a while, would you allow me to take you out to dinner as an apology for my disgusting behavior, I think is how you put it?”“Oh thats just f*****g great” MJ thought “this asshole and his dickhead friends are gonna be in town for awhile.”

“Go f**k yourserlf pretty boy try to touch me again and i will add your fingers as this weekends secret ingredient”. Mj spat the words out with as much force as possible. And pointed the knife at him so that he knew she wasn't kidding.

Dante put his hands at his sides, and c****d his head to the side. “What an interesting little kitten she has claws it seems”,but before he played with her anymore he wanted to know a little about her. “Lou” he hollard out, “who is this delightful little addition to your place.”

Lou became incredibly nervous, he knew that Mj was short tempered and Dante did sort of deserve what she dished out to him, Lou wasn't gonna be the one to call the assassin out on his mischief. He was pretty sure if he didn't step in and do some damage control she could potentially really make him angry and Lou liked Mj he would hate to see her get hurt or worse.

“She just works here Dante,” Lou laughed nervously as he began to round the corner and approached the hazardous pair. “Please don't mind her, I think she has a mental handicap” Lou reached up and grabbed ahold of MJ’s hand and the knife in it. He glared at her and continued his ridiculous lie “She just lashes out sometimes when she is off her meds” and with that he jerked the knife from her hand and slammed it on the counter making Mj jump in place.

Lou glared at Mj and gritted through his teeth “Moll, I want you to go clean the bird nests out of the top of the sign and the flood lights ok?" Lou had a low and serious tone that almost made Mj sad. “Then you can just take an early day” he peered at her as if telling her she needed to go now or there would be hell to pay. She wanted to protest but knew there was really no point. This was one of those situations when she needed to remind herself she was a grown woman not a petulant child, So Mj conceded. She looked at the floor and solemnly walked to the back room to get the big ladder and a clean bucket.//