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THE MINIATURE WOLF Long Legs And A Sandy Circle (2)
The guy in charge had one hand on Derrick's shoulder, stopping him from moving forward. He motioned with his other hand."Henry, Ed, give him what he's asking for. No weapons."Both guys threw a few knives off to the side. I grinned again, ready for them.The taller, lankier guy was built a bit more than me and came straight at me. I had a slight height advantage on him, but not much. As he took a swing at my head, I stepped into his embrace, ducking in under his arm. I latched my arm around his shoulder, lifting my feet to use all of my body weight to throw him off balance. As he stumbled, I swung my feet up over his other shoulder, making the tall guy land heavily on his back.I turned my momentum from the fall into a backward somersault that I didn't quite get to finish. The tall guy rolled after his fall and was practically on top of me. In my current position, I was able to bring my knees up, shifting my hips slightly to make my legs come in faster than usual, into a position tha
THE MINIATURE WOLF An Invitation Or Two
Over the next week, I began to settle into a routine of sorts.mDerrick and I ran a few miles every morning. He never understood my penchant for running barefoot. After work, we'd tussle in the back yard occasionally. Derrick spent a few hours at the gym house every weeknight, often coming home so sore I wasn't sure how he would get through work the next day.I only went twice a week for Ed to teach me about knife battles. I focused on my lessons and didn't do any other fighting. I often went home with shallow lacerations from Ed's attacks. I was in awe of how fast Ed wielded a variety of blades as we practiced with everything from shivs to my hunting knife.Mac, the big guy in charge, kept an eye on me. I could feel his eyes following my movements, watching my practice matches. Mac had something on his mind; he just wouldn't say what it was.I became familiar with most of the faces of the guys who worked out and practiced there during my lessons. They grudgingly tolerated me because
THE MINIATURE WOLF Fight Club
Oddly there weren't too many cars around.Derrick said a few of the guys ran taxi service bringing in small groups. Too many cars here would bring too much attention.Mac was at the kitchen table with a notebook, scribbling intensely, setting up the bouts. He faced a bunch of guys lined up across from him."Go meet the Doc," he hollered when he saw me, barely looking up from his notes.The doctor was an older guy about in his fifties. He was going through the inventory of medicines, prepping needles. I wondered what was in them, why he did this gig. I wondered how much he got paid for his services. I knew better to ask anything as I cleared my throat in the doorway."Hey, I'm your helper tonight."He turned around and gave me a look I couldn't decipher."Are you legal?" the doctor asked.I gave him a confused look."At least tell me you're twenty-one."I wasn't going to tell him I wasn't, not when my birthday was so close."I'm legal," I said with a grin.He just shook his head. "Why
THE MINIATURE WOLF Just a Run
The werewolf's reactions stymied me. I tried to figure out how to get him alone. I came up blank. Mac came to my rescue."I gotta lock up. Don't go nowhere," Mac said as he headed back in to lock up the clinic.I threw Derrick my keys, glad I had parked my motorcycle in the back. "You wanna bring it around?"That gave me the briefest moment alone with the other wolf.He spoke before I had a chance. He had dropped to his knees again with head bowed. The stink of fear rolled off him."Forgive me, Royal, for invading your territory.""What the hell dude," I hissed. "Stand up already and stop that shit. This place belongs to Mac, and you should know that. All these guys are human. They don't know about us. We need to go somewhere and talk. When we do, you're going to explain your behavior. Meet me at the gas station by the interstate after we leave here. I gotta take Derrick home first, so I'll be a minute. I hope you'll be there when I get there."Thankfully he got to his feet before Der
THE MINIATURE WOLF What The Wolf Wants
He followed me back to town. I debated but finally drove to my place. I told him to go clean up in the kitchen while I took a super quick shower. I slid on some jeans and a tee-shirt before I came out.He was still in the kitchen.I grabbed two of Derrick's beers and led the way out the back door. I chose a seat on the curb on the far side of the empty lots. As long as we keep our voices down, we should be safe to talk."Here you go," I said as I held out a bottle toward him. "It might be wee early in the morning, but I think you and I both need this."He didn't say anything as he took it, still not looking directly at me."I want you to know I'm not mad at you or anything. You don't have any reason to fear me."I had a feeling I could say that a hundred times, and he would still piddle on himself."Why don't you start by telling me what a royal is and why you think I am one."He took the cap off his beer and took a long draught. He looked like he was about to cry. It was so stupid. T
THE MINIATURE WOLF Dad’s Visit
I called Dad. He was excited when I told him I'd met a wolf. I wondered how thrilled he'd be after I told him everything about the new wolf.I gave him the mile marker to stop at and told him to sniff around, that he'd figure more out that way than I could describe with words. I didn't want to go into detail over the phone, preferring to describe my encounter when we were face-to-face. I also told him about my date.I didn't tell him about the fight club. I knew it would come up, though.Work was still good. I didn't sleep. I kept my ear open. Any noise had me up. I didn't know if Lone Wolf would come back and bring company.I understand now why you didn't give out your home address. What if Lone Wolf told his alpha about me? What if the creep came and bit Derrick? I'd never forgive myself.I set myself some rules. If I ever met another werewolf, I wouldn't let them know where I lived. I'd keep them away from the reservation.I lay in the dark while my thoughts ran rampant. Dad was d
THE MINIATURE WOLF The Wolf Shows Out
I stood, waiting. Ed must have heard us talking because he came out of one of the rooms with Derrick. Ed rapped on the other doors as he came, and the other guys followed him to the living room. The half-dozen of them lined up along the far wall, ready for action.The basement door flung open. I was glad I wasn't blocking it as Mac had been.Mac shoved me out of the way, ran out the front door, and heaved into the bushes there. It didn't look like he was in a hurry to leave them. The second round of Mac throwing up in the bushes had all of the guys exchanging looks between Mac and me and Dad, who had finally come up from the basement.I threw Dad a questioning look.He shrugged. "I took my time. Maybe I should have gone faster."I shrugged back and grinned.I don't know how many times while watching a movie Mom, Dad, and I would shift. One hand, one foot, full shift starting in different areas of the body. It had been like a game of follow-the-leader, each of us matching the other's c
THE MINIATURE WOLF Wolf In The Smoke
I knew Dad disapproved of me grabbing Mac's bottle. Dad's philosophy, understandably, was one of choice. Mac stood in the doorway and looked as if he wanted to tear into me.I had a feeling it was my dad standing at his shoulder that kept Mac in place. He didn't need to worry, though, either of them. I'll give the bottle back in a minute.I dug through my saddlebags to pull out Auntie's jar of salve. I set it on the bike's seat. Auntie was a great herbalist and used a combination of essential oils and witch hazel that helped with aches and bruises. Then I dug deeper.I pulled out the brown paper-wrapped package Grandfather had given me. It was time.I heard Dad's sudden indrawn breath. He nudged his way past Mac but stopped after a few steps."You'll need a fire."Dad came over and took the box of wooden matches from me. He headed toward the back yard.I looked at Mac, holding out his bottle to him. The big man came over slowly. I could tell he was thinking about asking, but my dad's
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