Rosy began cleaning our equipment while I went to take care of the yard. I drug the hose out to the field and began spraying all the blood away. We had to make sure that the civilian world didn’t know anything about what we were doing here.
I’d been at it for about 10 minutes when I heard tires in the driveway. I had hosed down the major spots, so it was enough that people would have to look closely to notice.I turned around and watched as a young man stepped out of the police cruiser.“Missoula Sheriff's Department” was written on the side of it. That was when a smell hit my nose, causing me to freeze in shock. Pine needles and rain.MATE! My tiger, Amanda, yelped excitedly in my mind.No, no! He can’t be! I growled, still frozen in place.Go to him! Stop being stubborn! She pushed me forward.The man had paused outside his police cruiser staring at me in awe. Even from this distance I could tell he was a werewolf. He had the smell of my mate, but also the scent of his pack. He was roughly 6’3” with dark brown curly hair, and piercing blue eyes. I could see his muscles struggling to show under his uniform.Oh Moon Goddess, he’s pretty, Amanda sighed dreamily.Yes, he is, I admitted. But I don’t want a mate! Remember?Amanda growled at me, clearly not pleased, I know YOU don’t, but you know Ido. So go to him, at least give him a chance to say hi.I sighed and attached the sprinkler head, that had been in my pocket, to the hose,and set it in the middle of the bloodbath to ensure that it would eventually clean the field. As I walked towards him, the water from the sprinkler fell all around me, making me glisten in the sun.He was smiling leaning against his cruiser when I reached him. I stopped about 10 feet from him and crossed my arms, trying to ignore the pull I felt towards him.“Can I help you Officer?” I asked innocently.His blue eyes bored into mine as he stood up straighter. “Your neighbors called again because you and your sister,” he gestured to the house, “were apparently being really loud again.”I smirked, “That was about an hour ago. We turned the music down since.”He sighed and opened his mouth, but as if on cue, Rosy came running outside with our stereo system, blasting Toxic, by Britney Spears.“I fixed it!” She squealed.I got you sis, She mind linked me, smiling.The man arched an eyebrow, “You fixed it?”Rosy turned down the music, and nodded, “Yes Officer! We had it loud enough earlier that we blew a speaker. I had to swap it out.”He shook his head and I finally got a good look at his nametag. His name was Dylan McGuire.“Well, just do us all a favor and please don’t blare Britney Spears again!” He chuckled.He’s my mate! I mind linked Rosy.I saw her eyes widen in shock.Dylan noticed it too. “Are you okay?” He asked.She shook her head with a smile, “I’m fine Officer. I just can’t believe you don’t like Britney Spears!”He’s a werewolf! She replied to my link.I know, I sighed through the link. I noticed that when he pulled up. I’m sure he feels the bond too. It’s almost impossible to ignore!He thinks we are human though! Rosy pointed out.I know! I have our scents disguised. Both our witch and cataclypse ends, I explained.“Oh I like her music just fine,” Dylan interrupted our conversation. “I just don’t think your neighbors do.”I smiled sweetly, “Understood Officer! We will make sure to keep the noise down.”He gave me a knowing look, as this was not the first time the Sheriffs had been called out here, and it wouldn’t be the last time. “Was there anything else we could do for you?”He grinned at me and I felt his eyes scan my body. “Nope, not today. Just please keep the noise down,” he smirked.He handed me his card. It had the Missoula County Sheriff’s Office phone number, and on the back it had his personal cell phone number.“If you need anything, please feel free to give me a call.”With a wink, he hopped back in his cruiser and backed out of the driveway. My heart fell watching him leave, and Amanda wasn’t happy either. She knew I had blocked out our scent so that he would think we were human, and she whined as she retreated to the back of my mind. I knew she wanted her mate, but I wasn’t sure I did.Rosy squealed and rushed off the porch, once Dylan was far enough away that hewouldn’t hear her.“Oh my gosh! You found your mate! I’m so excited for you!” She squealed, wrapping me in a hug.I sighed, “Yeah, but he’s a werewolf.”Rosy let me go, but held me at arms length by the shoulders, giving me a firm look.“That doesn’t matter!” She was not happy that I was so emotionless about having found my mate. “”He’s your mate. You’re destined to be with him!"I pulled back out of her grip, “You know we’re supposed to keep this a secret! What we are and what we do! A mate just complicates everything.”She grumbled, “We’ll cross that bridge when we get there.”“Lets just continue on cleanup for now,” I sighed, pushing past her towards the house.We didn’t talk too much over the next couple hours as we cleaned and resharpened our weapons. So long as our arrows didn’t break upon impact we could clean and sharpen them for use again. Our weapons all stayed in the kitchen in the pantry cabinet. This was to ensure that if we had any company over, that they wouldn’t ask questions.By around 7 in the evening we had cleaned up everything and put the hose back.We sat quietly at the kitchen table drinking more coffee.I finally broke the silence with a grumble. “I don't understand why you’re so upset about me not being excited about finding my mate.”Rosy sighed and took a sip of her coffee. “Look, I just wish you would understand how wonderful this is. You found your mate, the person you’re destined to be with. This is a blessing, not a curse.”I took a deep breath before replying, “He’s a werewolf. That makes this difficult on a whole other level. Werewolves belong to packs. He would have to cut his pack ties and move here and become a rogue, or I’d have to leave and become a part of his pack.”Rosy looked like she was beginning to understand, but I continued to talk to make mypoint. “We’re not just witches, or just cataclypse, we are both. We are so rare that we areto the point that people use us as bedtime stories. Mom and dad told us to stay hidden, and that we have to protect the crossing point. That’s what I’m trying to do. I don’t need a whole pack knowing about us.”You’re just afraid of love! Amanda yelled at me, finally coming out of hiding.I am not! I just don’t want a mate! I growled at her.Rosy shook her head, “I get it, but you should talk to him, see how he feels.”I took a sip of my coffee, “We’ll see.”We both turned and looked at the front door as we heard gravel crunch in the driveway. Rosy went to get up to check who it was, but I put up a hand to stop her.“No need,” I sighed, grabbing my coffee and heading towards the door myself.“It’s Dylan.”I glanced down at my outfit and suddenly felt mildly self conscious. I was wearinga red push up sports bra and basketball shorts. It had just been Rosy and I, so there hadbeen no need to put on actual clothes. Now I wished that I had put on a shirt, but it was too late.I could sense him before he even stepped out of his vehicle.Stupid mate bond, I grumbled.You love it, Amanda purred.He wasn’t driving his cruiser, which told me he wasn’t on duty. Rosy sat down with a grin and sipped her coffee, “Have fun.”I gave her a playful glare before I turned around to refill my cup and walked out the front door. I made sure to disguise mine and Rosy’s scents, so he would still think we were human.He was leaning on his truck when I
“What’s going on?” Dylan yelled, catching up to us quite quickly.Fuck, he’s fast, I smiled, skidding to a halt 20 yards from the portal.Dylan was on my right, staring at me like he wanted answers. Rosy was on my left, with her crossbow strapped to her left arm, and her sword in her right.I quickly strapped my crossbow to my right and had my sword in my left. I had learned a long time ago that Rosy and I were not always the same.“Anna!” Dylan tried to get my attention.I whirled around and glared up at him, “I do not have time to explain this!” His eyes widened, and for a moment he looked startled. “There are about to be a lot of people in this yard, and if you wanna help, fine!” I offered him my sword. “Make yourself useful if you want to help us!”He took a little longer to take it than I expected, but after a few seconds he took my sword, and faced the spiral that was now appearing.I drew my knife from the side of my bra, and readied the bow.Dylan glanced at me, “What
God I’m such a Simp! I rolled my eyes at myself as I closed the truck door.Amanda was chuckling at me.It’s not funny! What the fuck are wolves doing on my property? I growled angrily.One of the wolves, he was black with white paws, charged at me, teeth bared. He was significantly smaller than Dylan, and smaller than me, but he was fast. He wasn’t fast enough though. I dodged his leap and rolled to the right, watching in amusement as he slammed into the truck door. He shook his head and growled at me, stalking towards me. I bared my fangs at him, daring him to try to strike.He didn’t get the chance to try before Dylan came charging from around the house. He tackled the black wolf and pinned him under his massive paws.I clicked into their mind link to listen.--my mate! Touch her again and you will lose your life! Dylan growled at him.That’s your mate! The wolf replied, and that’s when I realized she was female. It also angered me that my mate was touching another female.
I gave her a huge grin, “I freaking love you!”“This is why we are sisters,” She chuckled.The 3 of us sat at the kitchen table drinking coffee. Neither Rosy, nor I, had taken a shower yet. Our first need, and want, was coffee. That was essential to our survival.Rosy broke the silence first by slurping her coffee loudly, making Dylan and I look at her.“So, what’s gonna happen now?” She wondered.I took another gulp of coffee, “What do you mean?”She gestured between Dylan and I, “You guys are mates, and he’s the Alpha. So what does that mean for us?”I shrugged and looked at Dylan, “I can’t leave here, Dylan. I have to stay.”He looked shocked, “But you’re my mate! You’re supposed to be my Luna, and help me look over the pack!”I shook my head, “I have obligations here. I have responsibilities that I will not leave.”Dylan looked more pouty with each word that came out of my mouth. “I am not just going to leave Rosy here by herself to fight the dead. That’s not something I
I took another sip of my coffee before speaking. What I had to say shocked both of them.“I, Roxanne Fisher, hereby reject you, Dylan McGuire, as my mate,” I stated with a hiss.A pain spread through my chest as soon as I finished the sentence. I put a hand to my chest with a grimace, while Dylan growled in pain.“I, Dylan McGuire, hereby accept your rejection,” he mumbled through the pain.The pain that erupted through us was worse than I could ever have imagined. My chest felt like it was on fire and being turned inside out. I fell out of my chair and howled. I curled up in a ball and cried. Amanda yowled and whined before she retreatedcrying.Dylan wasn’t farring much better. He had his head on the table, tears streaming down his face onto the hard surface. I knew that this was wrong to do, but it had to be done. I wasn’t going to give in and just leave to be a Luna.Another pain spread through my abdomen and I cried out again. Dylan hopped out of his chair and kneeled down
I awoke to a dark room. From my position, and my comfort, I could tell I was in my bed. I slowly opened my eyes. My head was pounding, and my vision was spotty for a few moments. I groaned as I sat up. Amanda was curled up in the fetal position in the back of my mind. Were you there for all of that? I asked her. She groaned, Yes, I was. I just sat back and listened. She left it at that, and went back to curling up. I knew she wasn’t going to be fine for a little bit. I just needed to give her time. I sighed and rubbed my eyes, my feet dangling off the edge of my bed. My curtains were closed, leaving my room very dark. I grunted as I stood up. My legs almost gave out beneath me, but I caught myself on the bedpost. I was wearing a pair of black basketball shorts, and my favorite neon blue sports bra. Slowly, I walked over and threw my curtains open. I heard someone grumble behind me, and I whirled around hissing. Dylan was in my recliner, waking up. His hair was messy, and it loo
The moment I stepped outside my room I was hit with a heavenly scent. It was the delicious smell of coffee. I raced down the stairs into the kitchen. Rosy was sitting at the table looking somber, but her face lit up when she saw me.“ANNA!” She squealed, jumping up and wrapping me in a hug.“Hey Rosy,” I chuckled. “Good to see you too!”She pulled back, grabbing me by my shoulders, and looking into my eyes.She gasped, “Your eyes look different!”I gasped, “What’s wrong with them?”She smiled, “Nothing is wrong per say, but your left eye is gold now. Like a bright vibrant gold.”“So is yours!” I pointed out. “Your right eye is gold!”I pulled out of her grip and we ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror. I saw my reflection and put my hand up to my face in shock. My left eye was gold, and it was pretty.Rosy did the same. “What happened?” She wondered.“I met the Moon Goddess,” I explained. “She said I would be a bit different when I came back. I guess this is what she me
“So you do handle more than the portal?” He wondered. “We handle rogues that get too close,” I spoke while holding my coffee cup close. “Any supernatural that poses a threat to us, humans, or anyone for that matter, we handle. We’ve even handled vampires,” I mumbled the last part. I never had the best impression of vampires. The Moon Goddess was right. Our parents never wanted us to be a part of the supernatural world. Normally we would have been raised knowing who and what we were, but we didn’t know till we were 7 years old. Vampires had stumbled onto our property and our parents had been sleeping. I had wanted something to drink and saw the movement out the window. When I went to run to my parents room, the front door flew off its hinges and knocked me back into the kitchen. The sound of the door and my scream, had awoken my sister and my parents. They dealt with the situation, but not before a vampire had gotten ahold of my mom. He didn’t kill her, but that was when Rosy