JezebelUncle Jedd seems like a decent man. His house could use some sprucing up, but that is to be expected from a man who has been a bachelor as long as he has. I climb into his large silver hummer. It is unlike any vehicle I have ever seen before. There is a huge control panel with several buttons and switches. Curiosity is overcoming me, and I am working hard to control myself, but I want to flip a switch and press some of those buttons so badly. "Go ahead. Flip that switch!" says my Uncle Jedd. I bring my right hand towards a switch at the bottom of the panel. "No! Not that one! NEVER flip that switch! Flip the one in the middle next to the blue button." I do as he says, and rock and roll music starts blaring from the speakers. Even though it is loud, it is calming. I sink into the seat and observe the scenes of my new town passing by my window. In about 15 minutes, we pull up in front of a small shop. My uncle turns off the engine and starts talking. "This hummer is military
ShirleyClarissa is one of most women in this town who love to gossip. I listen when people talk, but I don't participate much. I do not gossip, and I do not like drama. As soon as Clarissa begins talking about Jezebel, I want her to shut up. The woman can TALK. She talks fast, barely pausing for breath, and everyone else can barely get a word in. I knew Jezebel could hear her. Wolves have heightened senses. I did not, however, expect to see her suddenly appear out of nowhere behind Clarissa. She is stealthier than any wolf I have ever met. I am aware of her presence and was listening for her. I never heard her coming, and that put me on edge a little. I am expecting her to confront Clarissa. I can see that she is fuming. Once again, though, she surprises me. She kills Clarissa with kindness and leaves to wait for Jedd in his hummer. "Oh my god!" giggles Clarissa. "That was so awkward! Why didn't you tell me she was in here? I asked you if you had met her yet!""Yeah, you did. But in
JezebelI sit my purchases in the back of Uncle Jedd's hummer. I notice a boy and a girl who look to be about my age sitting up against the side of a building in the alley across from the shop. They are passing a blunt back and forth, and I could use a drag. I decide to introduce myself and ask for a toke. I cross the street, and the boy is already staring at me. I guess I should get used to the attention, being the talk of the town and all that.I can hear him say, "Must be the new girl." The girl doesn't look at me until I am standing in front of them. She has bright, red hair and so many face piercings. She seems to be covered head to toe in tattoos. Her eyes are bright red and look demonic. Not to be rude, I love tattoos and piercings, but this girl has them to the extreme! "Holy shit!" She exclaims. "I love your contacts! I never thought about putting a different color in each eye, but I will definitely be trying it out now! You look so badass!""Thanks," I reply. "These are not
JezebelI lock the door behind me and look around, wondering where I should begin. I decide to start in the living room since it has the least grime. Uncle Jedd had managed to dispose of his trash and put his dishes in the dishwasher, so I polish the end tables, then I dust what few knick knacks he has as well as the TV. After I finish vacuuming, I spray some air freshener and move on to the kitchen. I spray some oven cleaner on the stove and start the dishwasher. I sweep and mop the floors. After hours of scrubbing, the kitchen looks completely different. My arms ache, but I am incredibly pleased with what I have accomplished. Uncle Jedd is going to shit himself when he gets home in the morning. I move on to the bathroom. I wipe down the walls and then clean the sink and shower. I clean the mirror and organize the cabinets. The toilet is repulsive. I gag the whole time I scrub it.Feeling sweaty and gross after hours of cleaning, I am beyond ready for a shower. I love hot showers. I
JeddWe have a large perimeter to cover, so there are usually about a hundred of us out on patrol. Some driving around in hummers like me and others standing in watch towers. Our community used to consist of a little over three hundred wolves. That was a long time ago. Since the war began, around eleven years ago, our population has grown to almost 2,000. Alpha Jon comes from a line of respectable and fair Alphas. The Wolvesbane pack has always been wealthy, and everyone in the pack works together like a well-oiled machine. When the war started Alpha Elijah, the pack leader who came before Alpha Jon proposed keeping the war out of pack communities. That is how the battlegrounds formed. Rebeling packs will send armies to the battlefield to fight. The pack that is victorious claims rights over the other pack's members and territory. Pack members outside of the army do not know much about what goes on in battles. The only time other pack members are affected by the war is if a loved one
JezebelI awake around 9 AM and can hear Uncle Jedd snoring in his recliner. I sit in bed for a moment, my mind still reeling over the vivid dream I had."Jade... Jade! Stop ignoring me! You don't have anything to say about our dream last night?" Silence."Fine. I don't want to talk to you anyway. You can stay quiet forever for all I fucking care!" I silently scream at her. I get out of bed and get dressed. I need to go to the shop for some food. I am starving and popcorn is not what I want for breakfast. I grab my keys and quietly head out the front door. Atleast the shop isn't too far away. I pull into the shop and notice there are three other cars in the parking lot. I am anxious because I know this means I will be meeting more pack members. I am sure many share Clarissa's theory that I am an enemy spy. I almost talk myself into driving back home, but I decide to grin and bear it. I can't run or hide forever. I step in, and the bell alerts everyone's attention to the door. I look
Jedd"Now talk!" The Alpha growls.With a pleading look in her eye, the woman keeps shaking her head as if begging her mate not to say a word. The Alpha brings one plate of meat closer to her, waving the aroma towards her nose. Her demeanor changes as her thoughts become obsessed with food. "Is keeping your secret really worth starving?" The Alpha taunts."No," the woman replies, swallowing back saliva. "We honestly do not know much. A few big wolves attacked us out of nowhere and took our son. They will kill him if we do not report back to them in 4 hours.""Who is "they"?" The Alpha inquires."We truly do not know," the man answers. "They did not say what pack they are from or who their Alpha is, just that he wanted us to scope out the Wolvesbane pack and report back all that we see, smell, and hear.""Describe the wolves who took your son," the Alpha commands."They are very tall and strong, a group of five young men. They all had a lot of tattoos. Three of the men had silver hair,
LanceAfter the interrogation, Jon and I discuss our theories about why the Silverhair pack is stooping as low as threatening rogues to spy on our pack. "The Siverhair pack has an army almost as great as ours," I say. "They have dominated most of the packs in their area. They could be playing dirty because they are scared that when it comes time to battle us, they will lose it all.""That makes sense," Jon replies. "I am sure they hoped by hiding behind rogues their snake behavior would go undetected. Although, they'd probably had better luck sending professionals.""Guess they are cowards, " I chuckle. We continue to talk until around 9:00AM. "It is time we go home and get some sleep," Jon says. "Sometime today, I need you to go to the shop and pick up an order from Bill.""Alright," I reply. "I will stop on my way home. See ya' later.""See you later," he says and waves goodbye. Jon has been my best friend for years. I was shy and a bit of a loner when I was younger. Then, one day