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Late Night at the Wolf’s Den
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Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Why not? You Know We’re Mates
Jon watched his brother close the door behind him and Becky. That left him with Janie, and it was about time. All his instincts were telling him that their relationship needed to move on to the next stage. They were meant-to-be, and he was determined to make it happen.Janie moved quickly into the kitchen, and she began setting the kitchen to rights. To Jon’s surprise, this sight did something to him, and he wasn’t going to take the time to do an in-depth analysis of it. He knew what he wanted and now was the perfect time. Standing from the chair he sat in, Jon strode into the kitchen and cornered Janie playfully against the counter. He didn’t touch her, he just leaned toward her and took in her scent as he’d been dying to for so long. She stopped moving and sucked in her breath before she asked in a careful voice. “Jon? Uh… What are you doing?” “What I’ve been resisting for so long. You do smell like I remember.” He was so close now, Jon could feel
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Quiet Time
“Alex, don’t let anyone near my office. It’s up to you to close tonight.” Rob ushered Becky away and Alex nodded, wide-eyed at the change in her leader. “Right boss.” Alex turned from sweet country bartender to a general on a battlefield. Becky didn’t get to see much of it, as they headed for his office. Rob sat her in a chair and pulled up to face her. The office looked a lot better. Becky hadn’t expected much maybe a few mismatched chairs, and a dinged up filing cabinet and desk. But the office was neat and tasteful. The office even had a rug and an electric fireplace. She must have looked too long at the fireplace, because Rob commented on it. “It gets cold in here sometimes in the winter, so it’s there for warmth.” “Oh…” “Are you okay?” Becky nodded. She still shook over what happened. “What did he say?” “Oh, uh… He wanted me to tell him my name. When he put his hand on my knee, I think I froze. I’m sorry. I didn’t mea
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Interrupted
Rob thought they had time to relax and get to know each other. Just the two of them alone in his office, away from the rush of closing, or his brother’s influence or her friend’s protectiveness. That wasn’t the case. They’d been in his office less than an hour when a fist started banging on the door and his cellphone rang. He picked up the call and barked into it. “What? This better be good.” “Sorry. But the general store is on fire, as is the hardware store. We called the fire department, and the police. But we have to get everyone out of the building just in case. The fire’s really close.” “Perfect timing. What about Old Man Jacobs?” “No one knows. He left here after last call and that’s the last time anyone’s seen him.” “The general storekeeper?” “Found behind his store messed up pretty bad. He’s headed for the hospital now.” “I’m going over to make sure Old Man Jacobs isn’t passed out in his apartment again.”
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Weird or What
Rob knew this was foolish, but Old Man Jacobs was a staple personality in town. His store would be hard enough to lose, his death would destroy people deep down. But he wouldn’t go in blindly. That would be foolhardy, to say the least. No, he used his nose for this. Not an easy feat with this smoke. But a wolf’s sense of smell was far different that a human’s. Rob threw his clothes in some brush behind the hardware store. He needed to work quickly before the fire department got there. It was one group of emergency services that wolves hadn’t infiltrated in the area. The fire wasn’t burning as quickly as he’d expected. Whoever set this, didn’t use all that much accelerant, if any. That would be something obvious to even a human investigator. Rob didn’t stand about long. The back door was open, and he knew it led up to the apartment above. In his wolf form, the old hollow-core door of the apartment didn’t stand a chance. He just went into it shoulder first through it l
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Long Night for Everyone
The street hummed with activity. The firemen were dealing with the affected buildings. Eventually, the ambulance left with Old Man Jacobs in it. He’d not recovered consciousness. Somehow, Jane Ann’s grandmother was there. Wandering around with a cat carrier. “Grammy, what are you doing with that cat carrier? You don’t have a cat.” “I do for now, but I can’t keep him. Well, I can, but not right now. Poor Ron will need help when he wakes up. He’s all alone in the world. I’m going to stay with him for a few days while he’s in the hospital. Then he can come back and live over my garage while he figures everything out.” “Grammy, who’s cat is this?” Jane Ann finally got a better look at the panic-stricken cat. “Grammy, why do you have Felix? Where’s Leanne?” Felix’s name got Becky’s full attention right then. “Oh, sweetie, Leanne handed Felix to me to make sure he’d be safe if the diner went up in smoke. I know it won’t, but she’s gone to help Ji
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Messy Business
Bart watched the wolves, and their mates return to the Wolf’s Den bar with a cat. He’d enjoy thinking about the insanity that will ensure from that later. Now he needed to get his head in the game. The evidence collection was going well, but that’s because there wasn’t much to process. Jon claimed there was a scent trail from the people that broke into the vet clinic. He needed to study that to find a fresh start point where he could pick it up later after the human investigation cleared out of there. He wanted that point found before the trail got too mangled for him to identify it. Bart wanted to know if it led to one or more of the hunters or the rogues. For all the proof he had right now, the trail could lead to a bunch of hired goons from some land developer. Bart couldn’t see the lab doing this to wolf shifters knowingly, so either they didn’t know, or they now had a way to identify a wolf shifter from a human. That scared him. With his notebo
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Little Oddities
The gorgeous officer may have fascinated Grace. Bart Hebbs, was far too hyper focused on her to make Grace comfortable. She kept waiting for him to either ask her out for coffee, or tell her when they’ll be getting married. No pressure. No pressure at all. But all day he stuck to her side and steered her from one location to another, as if he were hiding something. Her Spidey sense was wreaking havoc to her train of thought that it was driving her mad. Now he had to disappear to work. Yet he kept going to speak with a small group of people who were no one in all of this. They weren’t investigating anything, just bystanders. What was going on?Like most scenes of disaster, there were groups of people lingering. Some talked, while others gawked.Grace noticed the vacationing hunters hung about, glaring at people. They seemed unhappy with what others were doing. Not a single hunter showed interest in the fire or what was happening. The hunters huddled together,
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Getting Down to Brass Tacks
Bart was investigating the scent as best as he could in this form. No point in terrifying the innocent, mundane people around here. With the hunter-types and the guys he worked with around, he was more likely to get shot. It’s not like the provincial park where a wolf or wolf-dog could be explained away. So, there he was sniffing around when he hears a voice behind him. “What are you doing?” A familiar feminine voice asked. He would swear later that he could hear her raise a questioning eyebrow in the very tone of her voice. Crap. His stomach and heart nearly fell out of his body when he heard it. Grace was standing right behind him. What did she notice? Would she say something? How did he explain this? He felt like a guy who’d been caught by his girlfriend kissing another woman. “Hey, uh… you’ll not believe me if I told you.” All that ran through his head was ‘Don’t ask. Don’t ask. Don’t ask.’ “Try me slugger.” Ohhh…he knew without turning around to loo
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