Big Bad Wolfie

"Shut up."

  Mhm.

  I decided to take what Wolfie said and throw it right back in his face.

"Oh, hi Maria. How have you been, dear?"

That's why I didn't respond when sweet old Luna Cara greeted me once we sat down a few chairs away along the grand dining tables.

I only looked at her and gave her my best wounded puppy impression.

  Be careful what you wish for Wolfie.

The look of confusion mixed with concern that came on her face was exactly the reaction I was expecting. Especially since the news of my situation has spread like wildfire.

I broke eye contact to look down dejectedly, then looked back, looking even more wounded. I pointed to Wolfie sullenly and did the zipped lip expression to communicate why I couldn't talk. To really take it home, I gave a meek sigh and rested my chin on my hands with the most hopeless of pouts.

  I took a quick peak at Luna Cara afterward and found her looking genuinely horrified in Wolfie's direction. It even got her mate's attention, and he was looking extremely perplexed and baffled as well.

  I had to hold back a laugh.

  It got even harder to do when Wolfie noticed and got all panicked and fidgety.

  I can't blame the two for being concerned(with a sprinkle of horror). If anyone ever did find a way to shut me up(without a gag, that is), that would be a pretty grisly process. Most would be right to be horrified.

They're probably wondering what the h3ll Wolfie could have done to get me all sad and submissive.

It took a few seconds for Wolfie's brain to catch up to the situation. He brought his mouth down to my ear. "Stop that!"

  I looked at him silently with "innocent" eyes.

  "Alpha Jason, what is this all about?" Luna tried to smile, although confusion played clear in her voice.

  "You know what you're doing! Stop!" He hissed quietly, the panic coming out more in his tone.

  I tilted my head in "confusion".

  "Yes, I've heard a bit about what you've been up to lately as well," her mate said, his eyes shifting to me for only a second, "what is it about, son?"

  Wait what?!

  SON?

  . . . Nah.

There was a pause.

  "It's debatable how good of a decision it was," the alpha continued.

Oh

It has nothing to do with you.

Ooh,

all the passive aggressive-ness, more ensued. And

a hole of what-ifs

years. I feel like I would know if they had a son that was the alpha of a completely different pack(not to mention my

Also, that's not how a son talks to his alpha father. Even if he's an alpha

The couple glanced

it, now I wanna know

them looking the other direction to grab the back of my neck and

around. Unreadable expressions on their

The only thing I could read, was you do not want to be

He froze.

tacked on, his voice going up an

I let out a

rolled my eyes and ended my little game. "Everything's under control," I told the concerned couple with a smile.

'Everything is under

it, but being able to poke holes in every plot the enemy makes,

That's what's been happening

me a slow once over to make sure

mate just kept looking on with

was satisfied, she met my eyes again. "Okay dear,

"Thank you. I

They turned in their

That went

on a dime to

"Why do you have to be

who wants to take over my house? Just another

~*~*~*~

"And then, and then I said to

erupted into laughter once

Jeez, we're

that funny, but the way he and his friends were telling it, made it hilarious.

Y'know

much fun, ha!) looks from the people farther down the table, but after about three or four

  We've been talking and joking with the four chairs on either side of us and the people across from them all through dinner. We've become that

and the guys(a bunch of college age kids, mind you). We're ALWAYS a bad combination when it comes to fancy events. But we're all master's and second's kids so we still get

to mention our accomplishments in the

also came to sit near us(one of his actual friends. Not 30-40 year old dudes he's allies with). And of course Zach, a.k.a Happy, is here too, to his immediate right, while I'm on his left. I could already tell those two were best friends the second I laid eyes

Cue

Another addition to the list of reasons Wolfie

  Bad guys don't have dimples. It's just not

Wolfie even contributes to the conversation. In

— which is the majority of the time — and I say something actually

he expects me