"Tell me the truth Andy, did you do it?" asked Logan. "Do what?" "Don't play this game!" he snarled, dragging Andy closer. "Did you do it?" "Hey, yeah, can we know what 'it' was?" called Kim, voicing everyone's question."We were woken up looking for Jamie and now we're having an interrogation?" "Yeah, why is Andy wrapped up in duct tape and…did Jamie bite him?" asked Gary in disbelief."He stabbed me in the neck!" shouted Jamie hotly. "He's lucky I didn't do worse and that's only because the drugs knocked me out!" "Drugs?! What's going on!?" "Oh my god!" wheezed Valerie, still out of breath but now she was laughing. "You really did go through with it. You don't give empty threats, do you." "I don't." Jamie glared into Andy's soul, and he was deeply aware of the threat she was capable of being since he kept his mouth shut. "What did Andy do?" "That is a LONG story," grimaced Jamie. "We can help explain it though." "Dad?!"Jamie didn't know who was more surprised. The Northe
Jamie was not allowed to get any f*cking rest. A true tragedy. She got a nap, that was all she was allowed before it was apparently time to leave at the *ss crack of dawn. She was given consolation hugs by her parents. They managed to talk the other packs down into a meeting and trial, but that trial was in the morning. Early morning, meaning they would have to leave even earlier to be there on time. Jamie was at least allowed the other front passenger seat in the car Logan was driving at the consequence of having to have Valerie in her shifted Dachshund form on her feet while Daniella sat in her lap. Daniella's parents were a smaller breed of dog and offered to shift so the others could fit. That left Jamie looking after a child while still very tired. She, thankfully, had the time to at least shower and change, donning her leather jacket and combat boots. Daniella was thankfully distracted by braiding her wild hair and Logan was focused on driving while jamming to whatever song
"—and then Logan busted down the door and almost hit me with it. Then I dragged his body back, my parents came by to help, blah blah, exposition travel, and now we're here." Finished Jamie. There had been lots of dramatic gasps and screaming during her explanation, and the alpha of the southern pack and his brother had to be held back from leaping over the tables to kill Andy, but other than that it went okay! Hardly anyone purposefully interrupted her for clarification that Valerie and Jamie's parents were able to help with. Everyone else made sure to keep to their seats since they didn't want to fight Jamie at all, even if they didn't know what her shifted form was. A few people were even crying, some families scattered across different packs reuniting for the first time in years. It was…almost gruesome in a way, to have it all laid out. How many people suffered for another's gain, but that was the question wasn't it."Andy Burroughs," started Ballie. "Why did you and your paren
"Woo! Get him Jamie!" "Tap out man! Tap out already!" "I can—I can take her!" "Of all the days you choose TODAY to be stubborn!? Did you forget what's happening tonight? She's gonna rip your throat out!" "I can still–hrk!" Jamie snarled lowly as Brandon just kept on talking big, despite the fact she had him on the ground in a choke hold. "Tap out!" she demanded but Brandon was almost as stubborn as her in all the wrong ways. "Never…!" he wheezed. "Then you can pass out!" "Alright! I'm calling it, both of you, out." "What?!" Jamie released her hold on Brandon who rolled over and started to cough. She looked to her dad as he blew the whistle, giving her a look. "You know the rules I gave you if you were gonna fight today. No maiming, no clawing, and no prolonged suffocation. This is sparring, not a cage fight. Now on the bench." Jamie groaned before dragging herself over to the bench, watching some of the pack haul Brandon to the other, keeping their distance. She didn't bla
Jamie did make it back before too much time passed and she missed her own Shifting Ceremony, so take that Sarah! She could be responsible, when she needed to be anyways. She was still full of energy, and at this point, Jamie knew she was a lost cause. "Only 30 minutes to the Ceremony. You sure are cutting it close, Jamie." "Mom! Well, I can afford to be a little late. I'm the only one shifting this month." Jamie grinned sheepishly while her mother shook her head in fondness. "Even so, your father and Gabriel put a lot of effort into this for you since they know how important it is to you." "There's not that much to do," Jamie mumbled, cheeks flushing slightly, but she was horribly pleased. "Maybe so. Now, you have a bit of time left, go change out of those dirty clothes." Jamie didn't argue. She wasn't the only one keyed up and raring to go. "Alright, I'm going." Jamie quickly jogged back to her house to do as told. While their territory was rather large that meant nothing if
It was 11:00AM, and Jamie was still trying to smother herself into her pillow. Unfortunately, despite the existential crisis she was currently suffering through, Jamie had no intention of dying so easily and giving the pack more reasons to talk. And God did they talk. Three days had passed since her disaster of a Shifting Ceremony. Yet, if anything, the pack only got louder, wanting her parents to give them answers, an explanation, anything at this point about what it meant for the pack. Jamie didn't exactly blame them; this wasn't exactly normal, but could they not back off for a moment? They weren't the ones who had their life turned upside down, shifted for inches to the left, with everything burning down on top of that. There was enough vitriol with what was coming out of their mouths about her to keep that fire going. No one would shut up about her...her canis syndrome. There was no rhyme or reason to it. It seemed to hit randomly, and you never knew who had it until they sh
Watching her 'new pack alpha' interact with her parents while completely ignoring her made something bitter settle in the pit of Jamie's stomach, her teeth aching but, she just worked her jaw and tried to keep her temper under control. Logan smiled at her father like he was an old friend, going on some spiel about her fitting right in with the others and reassuring her parents she'd settle in easily. As if he knew anything about her. Jamie Westbrook was ANYTHING but easy. Her sparring partners could attest to that, and she was not about to make it easy for him either. New pack, new alpha, or not, it would take more than a nice smile and empty platitudes for her to 'settle in' with strangers. All things considered, Logan was downright professional as he interacted with her father and mother, the only thing she could appreciate about him. Not just anyone could be the alpha. You had to be strong and capable and while being fight happy wasn't frowned upon, a level head was definitel
It was a relief to all of them when Logan stopped driving, arriving back at the territory. Andy and Valerie were quick to scramble out of the car and Jamie might've felt guilty except she really wasn't. There hadn't been a shred of empathy for her situation, so she wouldn't bother showing any for their discomfort. "Well, welcome to the Northeastern Pack. You'll love it here." Logan jumped out of the car, grinning playfully, and Andy cut him off from his approach. "Uh, yeah, about that…" "So....we got off on the wrong foot. I'm Valerie Travers, I've been with the pack for four years. We're about 60 miles to the East and 10 miles up from your Western pack, and we're 'bout…25 strong." "Bit small," murmured Jamie, looking around at the pack community. It was smaller than the Western pack, but the buildings were well maintained, and there was a rather pristine medical building as well. There weren't that many people milling about, maybe two kids that hadn't had their first shift, the