Rob hated this. Bart and he were stuck listening to the entire mess. From beginning to end. Eventually, the humans risked their precious lives to enter the bowels of the lab. They acted like they were the ones walking into the trap as opposed to the other way around. However, when one of the Black River Pack enforcers walked into the corridor in her wolf form and shifted into her flesh, the attitude of many of the humans changed. Mind you, the wolf became a pale naked woman with long black hair and a face like an angel. Rob hadn’t caught her last name, though she was somehow related to her alpha, but her name was Yolanda or Yo-Yo. She didn’t pretend to be sweet and innocent. Not by a long shot. When Rob last saw her clothed, she was in black denim jeans, a black leather jacket, and the traditional body armour of an enforcer. Now she wasn’t even wearing that. Rob figured she probably had to shed the armour to lose the jeans so she could shift at some point.
Rob thought things were over. Because he assumed the rogues that attacked him worked for Hectric. But that was only part of the truth. Hectric hired the rogues to deal with shifter interference. They’d promised the rogues that they’d have free rein to do as they please once they dealt the local shifters with. Becky had messed them up when she’d hauled his furry butt off the highway. Instead of becoming a test subject for Hectric and disappearing off the face of the earth, Rob got a second chance to fight back. The rogues weren’t in the town or the lab. Well, most of them were, but there were a few, and it would be interesting to see have NARC handled dealing with those pathetic wretches. When Rob and company finally returned to the pack house, it was to insanity. Every television was on and playing a different news broadcast. It was all special reports and exclusive breaking news. The humans were having a heyday, trying to debunk what every supernatura
“Rob, what’s going on, really? Please, is it true that Ivan and his father are dead? What’s happening to all the people that went missing? Are they going to hold you and your people accountable for the human deaths?” Becky wasn’t sure how she liked this. No, the truth was, she didn’t like that idea at all. In fact, she’d started to trust him, and she rather liked this place. Becky didn’t want to have to leave this place. “Woah, slow it down. We’re fine for now. The Prime Minister has basically called a halt to everything. We’re receiving some sort of special consideration and he’s promising us special recognition.” “Special recognition? What’s that’s supposed to mean?” “Basically, he’s acknowledging that we’re the injured parties, and we were just trying to protect our own. He’ll have to recognize how humans were harmed as well. But we at least have a home still here in Canada. He’s promised that any supernatural creatures escaping from life-threate
Grace was up to her eyeballs in the strangest requests from colleagues in the field. Colleagues who wouldn’t even acknowledge her a few days ago. Her old boss, the jerk, wanted her to introduce others to her contacts and connections. He’d inferred if she did this, she might get her old job back. Of course, the people he wanted her to introduce around were all male. She was livid, and so she lay down her own sets of conditions. Conditions that she’d not expected to see in the light of day. Her blog got traction as soon as she opened up about what was happening there and that she knew things because she was at ground zero with firsthand knowledge. Of course it worked. The inquiries were coming in. Jane Ann and Becky helped her field them. The coffee shop waitress even called Becky to tell her that people were stopping in and asking questions about what was going on. Others wanted to set up a meeting with Grace for an interview. There were man
Jane Ann looked at the email from Becky. “Okay, we have our hands full, Jon. Come look at this. I think we need to call in the troops. Becky’s gone full Luna on us. Who would have thought a human could measure up? Jane Ann was human, but she meant it as a joke. A poke at Jon for not listening to her about how Becky was good enough for Rob. “Great, we’re tour guides and teacher’s now? What are they thinking?” “We’re here. We have the space. They know we exist. It would help the human community to not fear us because we won’t be an unknown. They know us and initially it will be a shock that some of us have an alter ego that’s a little furry. But we have many locals here in the know already, like my family. Think about it. We can get some of them involved to tell what they know and why they trust us. Here in pack territory we can explain how pack structure works, the rules about little things. How many business owners do you think will be worried about
“Do you really believe we should hide in your apartments while everyone gets ready for a practical invasion of judgemental humans?” “Well, you aren’t nice to your own species, Becky.” Rob laughed as he settled down on a chair with her in his lap. “I’m serious Rob. I know how mean and unforgiving some humans can be. The judge people, situations, and things very harshly. The average human sums up a stranger within the first fifteen seconds of knowing them. Fifteen seconds. That’s not a very long time. I’ve been on the wrong end of being judged several times in my life, and it was horrible.” “I’ll take it under advisement. But we don’t have anyone that worked on nullifying the lab working no preparing for the visit. You don’t need to worry. We will be nice to them but careful as well so that they won’t take advantage of us. The pack is not full of gullible people. I am confident that Jane Ann and Jon can deal with anything that crops up. But we need to
A few days later, the first visit of officials to the pack’s lands was arriving. Rob and Becky were helping Jane Ann and Jon with the final preparations. Grace was busy setting up new equipment so that she could start recording broadcasts for various organizations and the internet media sites she maintained.Bart would not make the meeting until later in the afternoon because his Alpha summoned him to a face-to-face meeting in town. He wouldn’t enter Rob’s domain, but he would enter the town. Bart made his way into town and found the Justiciar with his security team animatedly chatting up the waitress at the diner. Bart stood there and watched his usually sober and formal leader laugh and joke with the human female.All he could do was wonder what the world was coming to.“Well, it’s about time you got here, Bart. Come sit. The little lady here says the pie is to die for.” Ian Lucas of the Indigo Dawn Pack sat there at the table chatting up the waitress.
“Alright, we have our teacher working on a simple overview lesson on our history. She says that it should be ready by morning, and she’ll deliver it to the guests in the morning when it’s time. I have a list of various positions with the pack that most humans wouldn’t be familiar with. This will include a brief job description. It’s so difficult to define a specific duty to one particular position, though.” Jon turned from his laptop and looked over his desk at his mate sitting there with her phone in her hand. He didn’t know how she coped with using such a small screen, but she did. “No, it’s not. You’re just looking at it from the inside and not the outside. Yes, some duties bleed over, but there’s a hierarchy and you need to keep that in mind when you’re writing. If anyone asks why there’s so much bleed through of duties, just explain it’s because of various reasons.” She didn’t even look up as she spoke to him. Her eyes and fingers didn’t stop working. She was ma