Go Fetch!
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Dont be an idiot.
Oh, come on. Im surprised the guy didnt piss on your leg this morning when he saw you talking to Troy. And its been quite entertaining watching him watch you. While you do your damn best to ignore him.
Kenny came up behind her. Whats going on?
Im drunk and Mikis got Conan the Barbarian on her butt.
It has been a hell of a display between you two.
What are you talking about? Miki snapped.
Show her, Ken.
Kenny suddenly hugged her. A big, friendly one. Completely asexual. When he pulled away, they all looked at Conall. She could see his glare from clear across the room.
Thats what were talking about.
All of you are idiots, Miki mumbled.
Deny everything. Admit nothing. Demand proof, her friends stated in unison.
Miki gave them the finger and walked away. Seeing Conalls face had made her toes curl. This night was getting stranger and stranger.
Conall couldnt stop watching her. He liked the way she moved. He liked the way she acted with her friends. He liked her. More and more with each passing second.
You know some in law enforcement consider watching someone that closely as stalking.
Conall looked down. Mikis three male friends surrounded him. Craig. Ben and Kenny Liu who she always called by his entire name.
Conall crossed his arms in front of his chest. Is that a fact?
Yeah, Craig continued. You may be bigger than us.
Freakishly bigger, Kenny Liu added.
But we can do things to you that you cant even imagine.
Ben adjusted his backward baseball cap. Real shame if something happened to your bank account.
Or if you ended up on the FBIs most wanted list.
Or if you were listed as dead.
Conall stared at the three men. He had to admit he was impressed. He didnt think they had any balls. Hed been wrong.
So, Craig finished up, if you hurt her, well make your life a living hell.
And well enjoy every minute of it. Kenny Liu reached up and patted Conall on his shoulder. Remember that, Conan.
Conall watched them walk away. True, he could tear their throats out, but he liked the fact Mikis friends felt that strongly about protecting her.
His gaze moved across the crowd and he caught sight of her again. She was playing a video game with some guy. It was one of those fighting ones. He and Zach had to stop playing those because they kept getting into real fistfights over them. Whatever Miki had done, she clearly won because shethrew the game controller on the ground, brought both her arms up, and screamed In your face! Then she did a sad, but hilarious little victory dance.
Conall sighed. Sure, Conall. Why go for a normal girl?
He was about to hit the food table again when he smelled it. Cutting through the throng of people. It was a she and she was moving fast. He caught sight of her dark spiky hair as she pushed through the crowded living room.
He glanced over at Miki. Craig had pulled out a karaoke machine and they were dragging Miki up to the front. Shed be fine. She had her dangerously psychotic friends protecting her. He followed the spiky head outside and around the side of the house.
He grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and lifted her off the ground. Where do you think youre going?
She fought back, her claws coming out. He tossed her fifteen feet before she could slash him. She hit the ground and slid. Then she flipped herself over and stared at him. She was young. Shed dyed her golden hair black. But she couldnt hide those gold eyes or that Pride smell.
She hissed like a house cat and backed away from him. Conall frowned and slowed his pursuit. Any other Pride female would have gone for his throat by now. This one was running from him.
Stay away from me!
Conall stared at her and, for a moment, he thought she might burst into tears.
I was just here for the party. II dont want to fight you.
Why arent you with your Pride? He looked around, expecting them to suddenly appear. Females attacking from every side.
Im not part of the Pride anymore.
Why not?
Thats none of your business. She scrambled to her feet. He sized her up. She was the alternative queen. All black clothes, silver jewelry, and deathly pale skin. And, of course, black eyeliner and shadow. A Goth chick. He could bet she didnt get along too well with some of the other Pride females.
Conall nodded. Sorry about that. I thought
I know. You thought I was going to fuck with you because youre Pack. No offense, but I could give a shit. Thats not my life anymore. She wrapped her arms protectively around her body. And maybe you shouldnt attack people without being sure theyre actually trying to kill you. Asshole.
Then she headed up the street.
* * *
Miki went to the food table and grabbed some carrots. Shed tried to go for a brownie earlier, but Conall had nearly broken her wrist getting her to drop it. Thats when she knew they were Craigs special brownies. Having Conall around was kind of like having a drug-sniffing dog at her disposal.
Oh, come on. Im surprised the guy didnt piss on your leg this morning when he saw you talking to Troy. And its been quite entertaining watching him watch you. While you do your damn best to ignore him.
Kenny came up behind her. Whats going on?
Im drunk and Mikis got Conan the Barbarian on her butt.
It has been a hell of a display between you two.
What are you talking about? Miki snapped.
Show her, Ken.
Kenny suddenly hugged her. A big, friendly one. Completely asexual. When he pulled away, they all looked at Conall. She could see his glare from clear across the room.
Thats what were talking about.
All of you are idiots, Miki mumbled.
Deny everything. Admit nothing. Demand proof, her friends stated in unison.
Miki gave them the finger and walked away. Seeing Conalls face had made her toes curl. This night was getting stranger and stranger.
Conall couldnt stop watching her. He liked the way she moved. He liked the way she acted with her friends. He liked her. More and more with each passing second.
You know some in law enforcement consider watching someone that closely as stalking.
Conall looked down. Mikis three male friends surrounded him. Craig. Ben and Kenny Liu who she always called by his entire name.
Conall crossed his arms in front of his chest. Is that a fact?
Yeah, Craig continued. You may be bigger than us.
Freakishly bigger, Kenny Liu added.
But we can do things to you that you cant even imagine.
Ben adjusted his backward baseball cap. Real shame if something happened to your bank account.
Or if you ended up on the FBIs most wanted list.
Or if you were listed as dead.
Conall stared at the three men. He had to admit he was impressed. He didnt think they had any balls. Hed been wrong.
So, Craig finished up, if you hurt her, well make your life a living hell.
And well enjoy every minute of it. Kenny Liu reached up and patted Conall on his shoulder. Remember that, Conan.
Conall watched them walk away. True, he could tear their throats out, but he liked the fact Mikis friends felt that strongly about protecting her.
His gaze moved across the crowd and he caught sight of her again. She was playing a video game with some guy. It was one of those fighting ones. He and Zach had to stop playing those because they kept getting into real fistfights over them. Whatever Miki had done, she clearly won because shethrew the game controller on the ground, brought both her arms up, and screamed In your face! Then she did a sad, but hilarious little victory dance.
Conall sighed. Sure, Conall. Why go for a normal girl?
He was about to hit the food table again when he smelled it. Cutting through the throng of people. It was a she and she was moving fast. He caught sight of her dark spiky hair as she pushed through the crowded living room.
He glanced over at Miki. Craig had pulled out a karaoke machine and they were dragging Miki up to the front. Shed be fine. She had her dangerously psychotic friends protecting her. He followed the spiky head outside and around the side of the house.
He grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and lifted her off the ground. Where do you think youre going?
She fought back, her claws coming out. He tossed her fifteen feet before she could slash him. She hit the ground and slid. Then she flipped herself over and stared at him. She was young. Shed dyed her golden hair black. But she couldnt hide those gold eyes or that Pride smell.
She hissed like a house cat and backed away from him. Conall frowned and slowed his pursuit. Any other Pride female would have gone for his throat by now. This one was running from him.
Stay away from me!
Conall stared at her and, for a moment, he thought she might burst into tears.
I was just here for the party. II dont want to fight you.
Why arent you with your Pride? He looked around, expecting them to suddenly appear. Females attacking from every side.
Im not part of the Pride anymore.
Why not?
Thats none of your business. She scrambled to her feet. He sized her up. She was the alternative queen. All black clothes, silver jewelry, and deathly pale skin. And, of course, black eyeliner and shadow. A Goth chick. He could bet she didnt get along too well with some of the other Pride females.
Conall nodded. Sorry about that. I thought
I know. You thought I was going to fuck with you because youre Pack. No offense, but I could give a shit. Thats not my life anymore. She wrapped her arms protectively around her body. And maybe you shouldnt attack people without being sure theyre actually trying to kill you. Asshole.
Then she headed up the street.
* * *
Miki went to the food table and grabbed some carrots. Shed tried to go for a brownie earlier, but Conall had nearly broken her wrist getting her to drop it. Thats when she knew they were Craigs special brownies. Having Conall around was kind of like having a drug-sniffing dog at her disposal.
