The Beast in Him
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He closed the door, hoping none of the management stopped by since he wasnt supposed to have food in the room, and walked over to Kristan. Whats wrong, Kristan?
Nothing. But she wouldnt look at him. She looked everyone in the eye. Even when you tried to avoid it. She practically turned herself into a pretzel sometimes to get you to look her in the eye.
Bullshit. Whats wrong?
She placed napkins down and the food on top before asking, Did you ever meet your dad?
No.
Do you ever think about it? Think about what it would be like when you do?
Yeah, I guess. Why?
She ignored his question and asked her own. When you think about meeting him, do you like him?
Johnny didnt really enjoy talking about this. His father was one of those sore points of hisJess said he had many sore pointsbut he couldnt shake the feeling that Kristan asked him these questions for a reason. So he answered honestly, It depends. If Im thinking about how he treated my mother, then, no, I dont like him. But if Im just thinking in general or thinking maybe thered been a mistake, a misunderstanding between him and my mom, then I think I might like him. Stupid, huh?
No. She turned and faced him. Not at all. I thought Id like my father. I dreamed about it.
You met your father? When?
Couple of weeks ago. I should like him. Hes my father. I should like him, right?
Not necessarily. Ive noticed the majority of human beings are assholes and dont deserve to breathe, much less procreate.
She smiled, flashing those damn dimples again. Not that you have any strong opinions on the topic or anything.
You asked me a question. Im giving you an answer. He grabbed a fry. Is that who youve been going off to see?
Yeah, I didnt tell my parents cause I knew Mom would be pissed. Now I wish I had told her.
Why?
Because when she finds out shell definitely be pissed. She grabbed one of the metal folding chairs and sat down. I was supposed to see him and his Pack tonight. She rolled her eyes. Not one of my top-ten fun things to do.
Wolf Packs are different from wild dogs.
I know that. But they werent like the other wolves Ive met. She looked up at him with those big, light brown eyes. They werent like you.
Ignore. Ignore. Ignore. So what are you going to do now? he asked, grabbing a Big Mac.
Avoid for as long as I can manage.
Youve gotta tell your parents.
I know. I know. Thought maybe I could tell them this weekend. Theyre always in a good mood when they get some hunting in.
Yeah, nothing says spa-equivalent relaxation like taking down a deer and ripping its throat open.
Kristan nodded solemnly, seemingly missing his sarcasm. Exactly.
Jess sat on the ratty old couch with Sabina on one side of her and May on the other. They sat shoulder to shoulder, thigh to thigh, needing the strength of their Packmate to soothe their rattled nerves. Rattled nerves that got worse as they watched the woman theyd come to see pace around the dingy back office of a hot Manhattan club while reading the documents theyd given her. Jess had to keep reminding herself that being here was worth it. That being around this female was worth it. It would bring in a lot of money to their Pack if this worked out like she thought it would.
Her only problem... the She-wolf she had to deal with. Right now, all three of the wild dogs kept looking at her wondering if they could get out of the room before the She-wolf could catch them. And if she caught them... what would she do?
When this all started out, Jess had only met with the surly Alpha Male of this Pack. He wasnt friendly, but he seemed sane. Then hed handed off the fine points of all this to his Alpha Female.
Jess wished she could say the woman was mean to her. She wasnt. In fact, Jess had the distinct feeling the She-wolf liked her. A lot. Jess wasnt sure if that was a good place to be or a bad place.
Reading the end of the last page, the female walked over to the worn table in the middle of the room and popped back onto it like a spring. She pulled off her black cowboy hat, shook out her long dark hair, and said, Im not real happy about this split.
Sabina opened her mouth to say something and Jess nudged her with her knee.
Then Jess answered, Uh-huh.
I think well need to haggle on that a bit more. And a few of these other details.
Okay. Dont startle the rabid dog, she kept reminding herself. Dont startle the rabid dog.
But overall... I think this will work. Hot gaming clubs. Its great music, hot gamesIts a good idea.
Jess nodded slowly. Great.
She stared at them with those cold brown eyes for several excruciatingly long seconds. Yall are dogs, right?
Yeah, African Wild Dogs.
Her gaze moved from May to Jess to Sabina and back to Jess. African? But youre the only one whos black.
Mays back snapped straight and she opened her mouth to say something. Jess slapped her hand on Mays knee to keep her quiet. Letting her know without words... Dont startle the rabid dog!
Nothing. But she wouldnt look at him. She looked everyone in the eye. Even when you tried to avoid it. She practically turned herself into a pretzel sometimes to get you to look her in the eye.
Bullshit. Whats wrong?
She placed napkins down and the food on top before asking, Did you ever meet your dad?
No.
Do you ever think about it? Think about what it would be like when you do?
Yeah, I guess. Why?
She ignored his question and asked her own. When you think about meeting him, do you like him?
Johnny didnt really enjoy talking about this. His father was one of those sore points of hisJess said he had many sore pointsbut he couldnt shake the feeling that Kristan asked him these questions for a reason. So he answered honestly, It depends. If Im thinking about how he treated my mother, then, no, I dont like him. But if Im just thinking in general or thinking maybe thered been a mistake, a misunderstanding between him and my mom, then I think I might like him. Stupid, huh?
No. She turned and faced him. Not at all. I thought Id like my father. I dreamed about it.
You met your father? When?
Couple of weeks ago. I should like him. Hes my father. I should like him, right?
Not necessarily. Ive noticed the majority of human beings are assholes and dont deserve to breathe, much less procreate.
She smiled, flashing those damn dimples again. Not that you have any strong opinions on the topic or anything.
You asked me a question. Im giving you an answer. He grabbed a fry. Is that who youve been going off to see?
Yeah, I didnt tell my parents cause I knew Mom would be pissed. Now I wish I had told her.
Why?
Because when she finds out shell definitely be pissed. She grabbed one of the metal folding chairs and sat down. I was supposed to see him and his Pack tonight. She rolled her eyes. Not one of my top-ten fun things to do.
Wolf Packs are different from wild dogs.
I know that. But they werent like the other wolves Ive met. She looked up at him with those big, light brown eyes. They werent like you.
Ignore. Ignore. Ignore. So what are you going to do now? he asked, grabbing a Big Mac.
Avoid for as long as I can manage.
Youve gotta tell your parents.
I know. I know. Thought maybe I could tell them this weekend. Theyre always in a good mood when they get some hunting in.
Yeah, nothing says spa-equivalent relaxation like taking down a deer and ripping its throat open.
Kristan nodded solemnly, seemingly missing his sarcasm. Exactly.
Jess sat on the ratty old couch with Sabina on one side of her and May on the other. They sat shoulder to shoulder, thigh to thigh, needing the strength of their Packmate to soothe their rattled nerves. Rattled nerves that got worse as they watched the woman theyd come to see pace around the dingy back office of a hot Manhattan club while reading the documents theyd given her. Jess had to keep reminding herself that being here was worth it. That being around this female was worth it. It would bring in a lot of money to their Pack if this worked out like she thought it would.
Her only problem... the She-wolf she had to deal with. Right now, all three of the wild dogs kept looking at her wondering if they could get out of the room before the She-wolf could catch them. And if she caught them... what would she do?
When this all started out, Jess had only met with the surly Alpha Male of this Pack. He wasnt friendly, but he seemed sane. Then hed handed off the fine points of all this to his Alpha Female.
Jess wished she could say the woman was mean to her. She wasnt. In fact, Jess had the distinct feeling the She-wolf liked her. A lot. Jess wasnt sure if that was a good place to be or a bad place.
Reading the end of the last page, the female walked over to the worn table in the middle of the room and popped back onto it like a spring. She pulled off her black cowboy hat, shook out her long dark hair, and said, Im not real happy about this split.
Sabina opened her mouth to say something and Jess nudged her with her knee.
Then Jess answered, Uh-huh.
I think well need to haggle on that a bit more. And a few of these other details.
Okay. Dont startle the rabid dog, she kept reminding herself. Dont startle the rabid dog.
But overall... I think this will work. Hot gaming clubs. Its great music, hot gamesIts a good idea.
Jess nodded slowly. Great.
She stared at them with those cold brown eyes for several excruciatingly long seconds. Yall are dogs, right?
Yeah, African Wild Dogs.
Her gaze moved from May to Jess to Sabina and back to Jess. African? But youre the only one whos black.
Mays back snapped straight and she opened her mouth to say something. Jess slapped her hand on Mays knee to keep her quiet. Letting her know without words... Dont startle the rabid dog!
