4 - Bells ring

Bastien's POV 

I hear the sirens in the distance as I pull out of the bar's parking lot, Tiberius scoff at me, "well that went well, are you planning on beating the shit out of every human for the rest of our lives?" 

I shook my head, "they shouldn't have started shit they couldn't finish, not my fault they wanted to fight me," I shrug as I pop the clutch into 3rd gear. 

Tiberius huffs, "are we going to spend the rest of our lives trying to get drunk and fight, not that I'm not up for a good fight, but we need to get to our Mate."  

I shake my head, "Tibi, dude I don't know what to tell you, you seen with your own eyes, she was wrapped around another Alpha, she's not our mate."

He growls at me, "I scented our mate, you're wrong, our mate was there, she's MINE!"

I sigh, "Tibi, I know you like her, fuck bud, I think I fell hard for her, I've never felt like that about any she-wolf, I broke all my rules with her."  I did too, rules I never once thought about breaking, when I started working at the Alpha Academy, leaving our pack when my older brother took his rightful spot as Alpha, I had no problems with the rules, 1. only fuck she-wolves once, 2. not dating unless she is our fated, 3. no fraternizing with the students.  I never had an issue until I walked into the training building and scanned the area, we don't have many female Alpha heirs but today we had a new one.  I walked up to the other instructors, my eyes looking at the tall, blonde, with a slender body.  That day I had the females for training, I clapped my hands and called out, "Female Alpha heirs, front and center."  My eyes still on the new girl, when she spun around, her ocean blue eyes found mine and her cheeks flushed pink, and she walked over behind the rest of the girls.  I'd be lying if I said her presence didn't affect me, my heart skipped a beat when she walked over.  I shake my head, "I have to stop thinking about her."

He growls again, "SHE’S, OUR MATE!"

I put my wall up blocking my wolf, "sorry Tibi, I just can't argue with you about this, I know what I saw and I'm not going to ruin her life by being near her."  I pulled off into a wooded area on this long stretch of road, the forest is lush with trees and brush.  I park my bike and jump off, I hear water and walk towards it, I need to get the blood off my hands, fucking humans bleed a lot when you headbutt them in the nose.  Fuckers are lucky I didn't kill them, trying to sucker punch me in the parking lot after being complete assholes inside the bar.  I tried to walk away, I'm glad I got my rage under control before I killed one of them.  I lean down to the stream running off mountains nearby and wash my hands and face.  I know I won't sleep for a few days, so I jump back on my bike and continue down the winding road, I'm sure I'll find another bar sooner or later.

Hours later I'm crossing the state line into Kansas, well this is different, its rural and fields are spread out far and wide.  I guess I've driven all night, the sun is coming up, the sky line is bright red and orange as I ride down the road.  I pull into a gas station and fill up, grab a pack of cigarettes and a cup of coffee.  The old guy behind the register looks me up and down as I pull out my money to pay him, his bushy grey eye brows furrow together, "you ok son?"  

I arch a brow at him, "yea, Pops never better."  

He chuckles at me, "you might want to change those jeans then, the law don't look kindly to you types around here, but that blood on your pants will get you pulled over twice as fast," he arch’s a brow to me.  

I look down and he's right, my jeans are covered in blood, my hand rakes through my hair, "fuck, thanks for the advice pops," I throw a $50 on the counter and walk towards the door, I pull it open and the little bells over it ring out.  I get to my bike and dig into the saddle bags, pulling out a fresh pair of jeans.

I turn and look around as I hear the bells ring out, "hey, you'll need this to get in the men's room."

I turn in the direction of the old man's voice, just in time to pluck the key out of the air he's tossed at me, I nod at him, "thanks," I walk to the side of the station and go in the men's room.   I wash up and change out of my bloody jeans my ears hear the roar of motorcycles, Harley's to be exact, they have a distinct rumble to their engines.  I finish lacing up my boots and roll my bloodied jeans up under my arm and head out.  I turn the corner and there are 6 bikes surrounding the pumps and my bike.  I sniff the air, human's, no other supernatural’s' around.  I drop my wall to my wolf, "Tibi looks like we've been followed,” he huffs, "really, want to chat with me now, fuck off," he slams his wall up and leaves me on my own.  I chuckled in my head, "your loss, this should be fun."     

I throw my jeans into a barrel at the side of the building and walk to the door, the bells ring out as I open it.  The old man behind the counter is pale as 2 of the men in leather jackets interrogate him, his eyes flick over to me and then back to the men as they turn around and laugh in my direction.  I walk over to the counter to return the key, my lip curls up on one side, "thanks Pops," I place the key between the 2 guys on the counter as I stare at one dead in the eye, "Got a problem?"  

He sneers at me, "no, you do."