Big Bad Wolfie

***Maria's POV***

We're walking back across the territory to get to the master house and I'm still riled about how stupid Lucas was. I mean, he's kind of known for being impulsive, but he doesn't just go around jumping people.

I sighed again, shaking my head. They dragged him down to the cells we have in a separate building with the other warriors and spitfires. And I didn't do anything to stop them. What could I do? He was in the wrong, and I can't just ask them to let that go.

Now, if they try and hurt him or anyone else, I'm throwing hands, but we haven't had that problem yet.

Thankfully enough.

I was ready to drift off into my thoughts and plans and schemes and everything going on in my hectic head(including the stress over my mate. Or hopes, also about my mate), but Wolfie stumbling towards me slightly followed by a small high pitched squeal, kept me in reality.

This squeal wasn't like the last one we heard, earlier today. It was filled with amusement and adrenaline and maybe even joy. The screech of a little girl having a blast.

I looked down to find Gummy Bear, a little girl who's real name is Cassie and is also one of the most adorable beings you'll ever meet. I freaking love her. She's called gummy bear 'cause, she's sweet and loves to eat the things. Though this leaves her hyper and bouncing around all the time. So it wasn't exactly a surprise to find her a giggling mess clinging to wolfie's leg.

"Well hello there," he greeted down at her.

A smile grew on my face.

That was so cute.

I wasn't expecting him to react that way.

She looked up at him and grinned. "Hi."

Aww — "AH, agndgn OoF."

A jumbled mess of a grunt or a yell or whatever just came out of my mouth, tumbled from my lips when a large mass rammed into me at full speed and knocked me to the ground.

I let out a huff of air. "What the heck?" I said breathlessly. I craned my head up to see who was still sprawled on top of me. It was Dylan, a thirteen year old who is often tasked with looking after Cassie with his twin sister, Stacy. They're both her older cousins.

He looked up to meet my eyes with a small groan, also having his breath knocked out of him by the impact. "Oh, hey Mari," he said with a silly grin after recovering a bit.

"Hi, where's your sistAHR —"

"EEEK," Stacy hollered as she stumbled out of a full on sprint to avoid falling onto us as well. Though, she only tripped over Dylan and rolled into a tree.

"Found her," I sighed.

Dylan cringed, "you alright Stace?" He called out.

Stacy rubbed her head. "Who me? Yeah, I'm totally fine. Never been better," she grumbled as she dusted herself off.

"Hey, Dylan," I spoke up.

glanced down

"Get

"Oh right," he laughed, "sorry," he said helping

I chuckled "what are you two even

hollered furiously, pointing at her

laugh at her cousin's accusing finger and jumped

my head but still had a grin on my face.

look!" She screamed as she gave me

gasped. "You

beat me

grinned widely. "yay

boo Stacy

next few

. . What's

real. And. . . It's not pretty watching them learn how to use them.

know why it happens, but it makes things A LOT harder for everyone involved with trying to

And don't even get

to take care

They had

Twin telepathy.

Of

only between the two of them when they were younger, but

It was terrible.

I could never tell when they

But I later learned, they were always plotting

But after a month it all calms down

fun time taking care of her.

Yay," Dylan said

cousins trouble?"

a loud giggle and

winked at her, "good job," I whispered

her heart dramatically. "Excuse us?"

of you can talk. Do you remember what you both put

"Oh yeah," Dylan laughed.

smirked, most likely reminiscing about all the crap they pulled over their little link. They haven't quite figured out how to do it between other people yet, but they're

eyes, "Yeah, you little

They chuckled.

loudly, and the chuckles went quiet. The twins glanced his way but immediately turned back when they

twins shift uncomfortably. I looked down at Cassie. "All right Gummy Bear, time to go with your big cousins," I ruffled her hair, getting the message that Wolfie wants

a distressed face. "Nooo!" She begged clinging tighter to my leg and hiding her face in my hip.