He was an idiot! A really big idiot!Logan was trying to stave off a panic attack as he sprinted through the woods in his shifted form. It was a little bit hard though when his childhood best friend was apparently about to murder his girlfriend—ex-girlfriend. How the hell did Jamie not straight up murder him after that? He was supposed to at least hear her out, not just write her off! Oh God, he was what people talked about when they brought up their sh*tty exes. 'Yeah, my ex almost got me murdered because he didn't hear me out that his friend was experimenting on people.' Logan didn't want to believe it, that Andy could do something like that, but it all made sense, everything made horrible, terrible sense. Why Jamie was so wary of Andy, so odd around him. Andy's own interest in her shifted form—him never letting Logan see the bodies. He thought it was because it was too gruesome, but he knew his families shifted forms well, he'd seen what their claws could do. If he was allowed
"Tell me the truth Andy, did you do it?" asked Logan. "Do what?" "Don't play this game!" he snarled, dragging Andy closer. "Did you do it?" "Hey, yeah, can we know what 'it' was?" called Kim, voicing everyone's question."We were woken up looking for Jamie and now we're having an interrogation?" "Yeah, why is Andy wrapped up in duct tape and…did Jamie bite him?" asked Gary in disbelief."He stabbed me in the neck!" shouted Jamie hotly. "He's lucky I didn't do worse and that's only because the drugs knocked me out!" "Drugs?! What's going on!?" "Oh my god!" wheezed Valerie, still out of breath but now she was laughing. "You really did go through with it. You don't give empty threats, do you." "I don't." Jamie glared into Andy's soul, and he was deeply aware of the threat she was capable of being since he kept his mouth shut. "What did Andy do?" "That is a LONG story," grimaced Jamie. "We can help explain it though." "Dad?!"Jamie didn't know who was more surprised. The Northe
Jamie was not allowed to get any f*cking rest. A true tragedy. She got a nap, that was all she was allowed before it was apparently time to leave at the *ss crack of dawn. She was given consolation hugs by her parents. They managed to talk the other packs down into a meeting and trial, but that trial was in the morning. Early morning, meaning they would have to leave even earlier to be there on time. Jamie was at least allowed the other front passenger seat in the car Logan was driving at the consequence of having to have Valerie in her shifted Dachshund form on her feet while Daniella sat in her lap. Daniella's parents were a smaller breed of dog and offered to shift so the others could fit. That left Jamie looking after a child while still very tired. She, thankfully, had the time to at least shower and change, donning her leather jacket and combat boots. Daniella was thankfully distracted by braiding her wild hair and Logan was focused on driving while jamming to whatever song
"—and then Logan busted down the door and almost hit me with it. Then I dragged his body back, my parents came by to help, blah blah, exposition travel, and now we're here." Finished Jamie. There had been lots of dramatic gasps and screaming during her explanation, and the alpha of the southern pack and his brother had to be held back from leaping over the tables to kill Andy, but other than that it went okay! Hardly anyone purposefully interrupted her for clarification that Valerie and Jamie's parents were able to help with. Everyone else made sure to keep to their seats since they didn't want to fight Jamie at all, even if they didn't know what her shifted form was. A few people were even crying, some families scattered across different packs reuniting for the first time in years. It was…almost gruesome in a way, to have it all laid out. How many people suffered for another's gain, but that was the question wasn't it."Andy Burroughs," started Ballie. "Why did you and your paren
"Woo! Get him Jamie!" "Tap out man! Tap out already!" "I can—I can take her!" "Of all the days you choose TODAY to be stubborn!? Did you forget what's happening tonight? She's gonna rip your throat out!" "I can still–hrk!" Jamie snarled lowly as Brandon just kept on talking big, despite the fact she had him on the ground in a choke hold. "Tap out!" she demanded but Brandon was almost as stubborn as her in all the wrong ways. "Never…!" he wheezed. "Then you can pass out!" "Alright! I'm calling it, both of you, out." "What?!" Jamie released her hold on Brandon who rolled over and started to cough. She looked to her dad as he blew the whistle, giving her a look. "You know the rules I gave you if you were gonna fight today. No maiming, no clawing, and no prolonged suffocation. This is sparring, not a cage fight. Now on the bench." Jamie groaned before dragging herself over to the bench, watching some of the pack haul Brandon to the other, keeping their distance. She didn't bla
Jamie did make it back before too much time passed and she missed her own Shifting Ceremony, so take that Sarah! She could be responsible, when she needed to be anyways. She was still full of energy, and at this point, Jamie knew she was a lost cause. "Only 30 minutes to the Ceremony. You sure are cutting it close, Jamie." "Mom! Well, I can afford to be a little late. I'm the only one shifting this month." Jamie grinned sheepishly while her mother shook her head in fondness. "Even so, your father and Gabriel put a lot of effort into this for you since they know how important it is to you." "There's not that much to do," Jamie mumbled, cheeks flushing slightly, but she was horribly pleased. "Maybe so. Now, you have a bit of time left, go change out of those dirty clothes." Jamie didn't argue. She wasn't the only one keyed up and raring to go. "Alright, I'm going." Jamie quickly jogged back to her house to do as told. While their territory was rather large that meant nothing if
It was 11:00AM, and Jamie was still trying to smother herself into her pillow. Unfortunately, despite the existential crisis she was currently suffering through, Jamie had no intention of dying so easily and giving the pack more reasons to talk. And God did they talk. Three days had passed since her disaster of a Shifting Ceremony. Yet, if anything, the pack only got louder, wanting her parents to give them answers, an explanation, anything at this point about what it meant for the pack. Jamie didn't exactly blame them; this wasn't exactly normal, but could they not back off for a moment? They weren't the ones who had their life turned upside down, shifted for inches to the left, with everything burning down on top of that. There was enough vitriol with what was coming out of their mouths about her to keep that fire going. No one would shut up about her...her canis syndrome. There was no rhyme or reason to it. It seemed to hit randomly, and you never knew who had it until they sh
Watching her 'new pack alpha' interact with her parents while completely ignoring her made something bitter settle in the pit of Jamie's stomach, her teeth aching but, she just worked her jaw and tried to keep her temper under control. Logan smiled at her father like he was an old friend, going on some spiel about her fitting right in with the others and reassuring her parents she'd settle in easily. As if he knew anything about her. Jamie Westbrook was ANYTHING but easy. Her sparring partners could attest to that, and she was not about to make it easy for him either. New pack, new alpha, or not, it would take more than a nice smile and empty platitudes for her to 'settle in' with strangers. All things considered, Logan was downright professional as he interacted with her father and mother, the only thing she could appreciate about him. Not just anyone could be the alpha. You had to be strong and capable and while being fight happy wasn't frowned upon, a level head was definitel
"—and then Logan busted down the door and almost hit me with it. Then I dragged his body back, my parents came by to help, blah blah, exposition travel, and now we're here." Finished Jamie. There had been lots of dramatic gasps and screaming during her explanation, and the alpha of the southern pack and his brother had to be held back from leaping over the tables to kill Andy, but other than that it went okay! Hardly anyone purposefully interrupted her for clarification that Valerie and Jamie's parents were able to help with. Everyone else made sure to keep to their seats since they didn't want to fight Jamie at all, even if they didn't know what her shifted form was. A few people were even crying, some families scattered across different packs reuniting for the first time in years. It was…almost gruesome in a way, to have it all laid out. How many people suffered for another's gain, but that was the question wasn't it."Andy Burroughs," started Ballie. "Why did you and your paren
Jamie was not allowed to get any f*cking rest. A true tragedy. She got a nap, that was all she was allowed before it was apparently time to leave at the *ss crack of dawn. She was given consolation hugs by her parents. They managed to talk the other packs down into a meeting and trial, but that trial was in the morning. Early morning, meaning they would have to leave even earlier to be there on time. Jamie was at least allowed the other front passenger seat in the car Logan was driving at the consequence of having to have Valerie in her shifted Dachshund form on her feet while Daniella sat in her lap. Daniella's parents were a smaller breed of dog and offered to shift so the others could fit. That left Jamie looking after a child while still very tired. She, thankfully, had the time to at least shower and change, donning her leather jacket and combat boots. Daniella was thankfully distracted by braiding her wild hair and Logan was focused on driving while jamming to whatever song
"Tell me the truth Andy, did you do it?" asked Logan. "Do what?" "Don't play this game!" he snarled, dragging Andy closer. "Did you do it?" "Hey, yeah, can we know what 'it' was?" called Kim, voicing everyone's question."We were woken up looking for Jamie and now we're having an interrogation?" "Yeah, why is Andy wrapped up in duct tape and…did Jamie bite him?" asked Gary in disbelief."He stabbed me in the neck!" shouted Jamie hotly. "He's lucky I didn't do worse and that's only because the drugs knocked me out!" "Drugs?! What's going on!?" "Oh my god!" wheezed Valerie, still out of breath but now she was laughing. "You really did go through with it. You don't give empty threats, do you." "I don't." Jamie glared into Andy's soul, and he was deeply aware of the threat she was capable of being since he kept his mouth shut. "What did Andy do?" "That is a LONG story," grimaced Jamie. "We can help explain it though." "Dad?!"Jamie didn't know who was more surprised. The Northe
He was an idiot! A really big idiot!Logan was trying to stave off a panic attack as he sprinted through the woods in his shifted form. It was a little bit hard though when his childhood best friend was apparently about to murder his girlfriend—ex-girlfriend. How the hell did Jamie not straight up murder him after that? He was supposed to at least hear her out, not just write her off! Oh God, he was what people talked about when they brought up their sh*tty exes. 'Yeah, my ex almost got me murdered because he didn't hear me out that his friend was experimenting on people.' Logan didn't want to believe it, that Andy could do something like that, but it all made sense, everything made horrible, terrible sense. Why Jamie was so wary of Andy, so odd around him. Andy's own interest in her shifted form—him never letting Logan see the bodies. He thought it was because it was too gruesome, but he knew his families shifted forms well, he'd seen what their claws could do. If he was allowed
Valerie knew something was wrong the moment she heard Jamie screech in rage before tapering out into silence. It was more than enough to know they failed in convincing Logan, yet she hesitated to call the Western pack. She should've gone with Jamie instead of letting her do this alone, that was on her. It wasn't over yet, they still had time. They still had all the proof they collected and photos of the experiment's documents. They needed Logan on this. Valerie didn't want to go to war with the other packs, not when she might be fighting people she knew. Not when she would never be able to bring herself to fight in Andy's defense after everything he and his parents did. If Jamie didn't succeed with diplomacy, then maybe Valerie should take a page from her book and beat it into Logan's thick skull. She'd do it, even if he could take her in a fight. It had to end. Valerie rushed out of the cabin with their copied medical records, looking for Jamie, but she was nowhere to be found.
She woke up with a killer headache, her jaw aching but now it was bruised on top of that, and blood in her teeth.It was, arguably, the worst wake up of her entire life. Then Jamie realized she was in Andy's lab, collared to his weird chain wall and it immediately nudged the removal of her wisdom teeth into a distant second place."Good, you're up. You were out for longer than I thought you would be. To be fair though I did give you a second dose after you, you know, bit me." Jamie turned, gaze landing on Andy, his arm wrapped but there was still blood on his lab coat in a ring of teeth. "You're lucky that's ALL I did," she hissed, standing up and tugging on the chain. A thick metal collar with a lock was around her neck. She was strong but there was no way she was gonna be able to pry the thing open. "That's not gonna work. It's made with tungsten steel. It's funny, when did you start to suspect me?" he asked curiously, taking a seat in the swivel chair at one of the desks, messin
Somehow, after putting everything back in place, Jamie was even faster running back to the pack."Please tell me you have something good, and the lab place wasn't some sort of secret man cave," begged Valerie the moment she slipped back into their cabin. "If this doesn't convince him, I really don't know what will," grimaced Jamie, showing Valerie the documents she found. They were all signed off of by the Burroughs, all on different occasions. They were called experiments and subjects for God sakes. Valerie made a face as she looked at her before gasping at Logan's."Wait—Logan has Canis Syndrome?!" "I thought he might, but to think he really was 'a success'. Andy hasn't returned?" "Not yet," sighed Valerie in relief, checking out the window again and making sure of it. "If you're gonna talk to Logan, now's probably the time." "I know," murmured Jamie. "Keep the phone on you, if things go wrong…well, you'll probably hear it." "I can talk to him about this." "I know, but it's p
For a moment, Jamie almost thought she missed whatever hidden lab, secret bunker thing Andy had when she sprinted for 15 minutes. It would be just her luck that after everything she missed the stupid thing, but a flash of metal caught her eye at just the right moment. Jamie went into a dead stop that almost sent her slamming into a tree, but it allowed her to keep her eyes on the metal, tracking it down in the last twilight hours of the evening. It was an old building, moss and vines crawling up the sides of it, the windows small and high, while the metal—the metal was the door. This was it, this had to be it. A quick inspection showed a deadbolt lock, and Jamie quickly searched the area. Andy had to keep a key somewhere nearby. He traveled across practically the entire White Oak territory and then some. He wouldn't just risk THE KEY to the lab. "Alright, if I was a smart doctor who was carrying a 20-year legacy having yet to get caught and trying not to, where would I stash the ke
"Did she mean we have seven days left today or it started yesterday?" asked Valerie.That was the question Jamie got the second she was awake, and the answer Valerie got was a very heartfelt swear. "I'm not sober enough for this." "You're not even allowed to drink." Jamie stared Valerie dead in the eye. "I'm not sober enough for this," she repeated, daring her to continue and Valerie raised her hands in surrender. "I'm gonna go tail Andy. We have a basic idea of his schedule so either today or tomorrow he'll head to his lab. My chores today are scrubbing the shower stalls." Jamie groaned heavily before giving a thousand-mile stare to the ceiling. "Is it truly too late to murder him?" "You've made it this far in, so I'd have to say yes. Just for bragging rights." "Go, I'll get the stalls. Don't get caught.""Knockin' on wood, girl." With a short knock, she was off. Hopefully Valerie would be able to find something. Getting up was a hassle. Jamie swore that once this was all o