4 Maynard Yngvirds

“Goal!” I heard my teammates yell in joy once the soccer ball hit the opponent's side.

Under this hot steamy morning the pack decided to play to unleash some stress. We have been running every night since the hunting season began. Yes, it's the season we hunt for prey. 

We are werewolves shape shifting as humans in day and hunting those damn rogues as wolves at night.

It’s been over several decades since the community started to settle in the human world and protected the pack as Mafias. We were able to adapt to peaceful life with these frail creatures. For several reigns, the Alpha of the Yngvirds led the Mafia world to its rise. Dealing with drug trafficking, assasination and other illegal things. They have it all, it was the foundation of support for the growing community of werewolves under the human realms.

Until the reign of my grandfather and father, the previous Alphas, changed the organization to its core that led into the division of the community. 

“We can no longer live our lives being hidden in the dark, if we want to strengthen our forces we should stand on our own” it was what my grandfather said to the council.

He wants to be free from the underworld without being tied up with those hideous humans trying to take advantage of our lineage.

The reason for this is that we have known that some of the werewolves who pledge loyalty to these humans are being abused. One of them is my grandfather’s friend. He is a loyal beta to the great Yngvidr Alpha, however he betrayed the whole pack by secretly trafficking the young cubs to human dealers and putting them on auctions or making them entertainment for the crazy rich people in society.

I remember how disappointed my grandfather was, “He is a fool, that lost sight of which is more important because of loving that human woman!” it is terrible that he mated a human woman and led him to death after her betrayal. There is no way a human would accept the fact that he is a werewolf. There will be some people who would make allegiance with us, but never to be treated as an equal being.

It is either we are the superior or you are fools.

From then on the pack has been wary again from humans and we hid our kin for the past decades in the underworld working as Mafias. We have several human business partners, clients and alliances that keep our community to grow. Some of our illegal transactions have a big shot backed up from the politicians and other businesses, in order to have an assurance as per recent years, my father and I worked hard in order to have legal entities not knowing by the humans that it was owned by our packs. It is our assurance once any of those ever try to betray us again.

Thus, the hunting season, where we hunt those rogues those crazy humans have created. It's a monster that cannot be called human or werewolf, a hybrid that the science created who also bit them as the research got out of control.

Like last night, it would have been a peaceful dinner with the pack when the dispatched unit at 14th street smelled the presence of those rogues lurking nearby. Thought that those will never bother to run out of the forest, those dumb creatures dared to attack a passing car that caused us to run out of the dining table and went to the accident area.

Just the work of covering the accident as normal as possible is such a pain in the ass, specially that it has attracted “those” things, another war might have occurred again if we were not able to catch the rogue on time.

It was then my younger brother, Myrvine, called out to me “Maynard, it’s almost lunchtime let’s go to the cafeteria.” Time passed by and now I see that it’s time to eat again, werewolves' appetite is quite big so eating in the cafeteria’s human food is only like a snack for us. Especially for me, as the next Alpha to lead the Mafia, my body is developing and the food never satisfies my cravings. I’ll just have a full course meal once I get home.

On our way to the cafeteria, we met Irvin who'd been waiting for us. Then, I saw those foolish human girls eyeing the three of us. It’s obvious that they were drooling over us, one of the cheerleaders and the famous chick on the campus even dared to come near us.

“Hey Maynard, would you have time later? I’m free.” it was Cassedy, this human girl is quite bold and I don’t mind playing with her a bit. She’s a good pastime and good partner in bed. I recalled our hot union the other day, she keeps on screaming my name as I screw her hard again and again until she passes out. I think I'll be nearing my heat again so I need someone to bear it with. I do not intend to bed anyone from my pack since there’ll be a high chance of impregnating a shewolf, rather than this human. And besides, there’s no problem using condoms with these humans, unlike the shewolf who preferred it raw because the intent is to have cubs.

Since I am soon to be awaken, as well as to have a mate as well, I have to be careful not to get in trouble with the females in the pack. Who knows who will be the future Luna once I start the awakening.

“I’ll think about it later.” showing my disinterest. I know she'll be begging later after class, and we passed by her.

As we enter the cafeteria Irvin starts his complaints “That human girl really stinks, how can you stay still with the smell?” having a sensitive nose, he is still not used to the perfumes humans wear.

“Those scents will be overcoated with their sexy sweat once I put them to bed so it doesn’t bother me.” I grin, and seeing these two’s reactions they just unwillingly shook their heads.

“You really must try it once Irvin, Myrvinne has got a taste of it before.” I elbowed him and he suddenly stiffened as I mentioned this.

“No way! I would rather be beaten by Agatha than to do that.” Referring to his mate whom he has quite earlier than me as an Alpha, it was quite weird for me not finding my mate yet. My father even told me that my great grandfather also found his mate later than my age so no need to worry about it.

We continued our idle talks all the way to the counter not until something bumped me. 

Was it a fly or what?

When I looked at my front, my designer shirt got dirty from human food and the newly bought limited-edition rubber shoes that I ordered from overseas are now soaking with sauces and rice.

“The fuck!”

I can buy another of this but, who’s this idiot who bumped me carelessly? Does he have no fear?

I am usually calm at these times, but I wonder but my head immediately raises the temperature and I grab the collar of that little human who caused this trouble.