The wolves

Distraction as the best offense

David and Clay where looking at each other like they could read each other's thoughts, silently arguing both very tense. Mindy seems to have forgotten about the argument before 'cause she is hanging on Clay's arm like her life depended on it. Out of the corner of my eye I can see them spreading out, almost trying to surround us..

Suddenly there is a voice speaking in the back of my mind, telling me I need to distract them to buy us some time. I figured it was instinct, I am a nanny on dutie after all.

So I slowly got up, squaring my shoulders and walked right up to the 'leader'...

His facial expression held pure shock, good.. That means I have thrown him off his game. So without wasting any time..

'Who are you?'

He just rises his eyebrows.

'I said, who the bloody hell are you?'

This seems to have stunned him out of his daze.

'My name is Diaz, son of Boa, Alpha of the Red Night Pack. Your worst nightmare.'

At the mention of this Boa, the guys snap their heads in our direction.

I break a long silence, with a smirk

'Oh well, that is an interesting name, but sorry to disappoint you.. I've never heard of him'

He is seriously pissed by my remark and his eyes seem to darken a few shades.

The air was tense, the sky gloomy and for the first time I felt a shiver creep down my spine. Diaz being an arrogant asshole mistook it for fear and smile like a madman.

'What does the tattoo mean?'

Even I was surprised by my question and yet I managed to throw him off his game for a second time.

'It is the symbol of the Red Night. Our ancestors slaughtered there old pack and drank the blood of the fallen alpha. So when they emerged there faces were covered in blood. They called it the Red Night and then took it as the name.

I look more carefully at it now, two mountains, a crescent moon and a wolf, his paws surrounded by a puddle and a menacing look in his eyes. He tensed when I started tracing the outline of the wolf. And we have third ladies and gents. I have no idea where all this courage is coming from but I am grateful that it seems to be working in stalling what would have been a fight for sure.

He suddenly grabs my arm forcefully, definitely leaving bruises. His nostrils flaring, 'Your not afraid, so who are you ?'

I wipe my face of emotion and look him dead in the eye 'I am Cira. '

The next moment everybody looks up to see a large helicopter circling us. When it lands about ten huge men in military uniform starts jogging toward us. Then Noah emerged as well.

Before I could register what's happening Diaz puts his big hand around my throat, squeezes and sends me flying a few feet. Then all hell breaks loose. The fight is brutal, everybody moving with inhumane speed and precision. I try to get up but my world is spinning and moving definitely makes it worse. My eyes find Mindy screaming and crying. Then David and Clay fighting together and lastly Noah who seems so angry he might pop a vain in his neck.

Slowly getting on all fours I try to stand and fall. After I few more failed attempts I manage to hold my balance long enough to look up.

Diaz's men where loosing by the looks of it and I felt relief wash over me.

Noah kicked Diaz one more time and locked his eyes with mine.