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Late Night at the Wolf’s Den
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Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Why not? You Know We’re Mates
Jon watched his brother close the door behind him and Becky. That left him with Janie, and it was about time. All his instincts were telling him that their relationship needed to move on to the next stage. They were meant-to-be, and he was determined to make it happen.Janie moved quickly into the kitchen, and she began setting the kitchen to rights. To Jon’s surprise, this sight did something to him, and he wasn’t going to take the time to do an in-depth analysis of it. He knew what he wanted and now was the perfect time. Standing from the chair he sat in, Jon strode into the kitchen and cornered Janie playfully against the counter. He didn’t touch her, he just leaned toward her and took in her scent as he’d been dying to for so long. She stopped moving and sucked in her breath before she asked in a careful voice. “Jon? Uh… What are you doing?” “What I’ve been resisting for so long. You do smell like I remember.” He was so close now, Jon could feel
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Quiet Time
“Alex, don’t let anyone near my office. It’s up to you to close tonight.” Rob ushered Becky away and Alex nodded, wide-eyed at the change in her leader. “Right boss.” Alex turned from sweet country bartender to a general on a battlefield. Becky didn’t get to see much of it, as they headed for his office. Rob sat her in a chair and pulled up to face her. The office looked a lot better. Becky hadn’t expected much maybe a few mismatched chairs, and a dinged up filing cabinet and desk. But the office was neat and tasteful. The office even had a rug and an electric fireplace. She must have looked too long at the fireplace, because Rob commented on it. “It gets cold in here sometimes in the winter, so it’s there for warmth.” “Oh…” “Are you okay?” Becky nodded. She still shook over what happened. “What did he say?” “Oh, uh… He wanted me to tell him my name. When he put his hand on my knee, I think I froze. I’m sorry. I didn’t mea
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Interrupted
Rob thought they had time to relax and get to know each other. Just the two of them alone in his office, away from the rush of closing, or his brother’s influence or her friend’s protectiveness. That wasn’t the case. They’d been in his office less than an hour when a fist started banging on the door and his cellphone rang. He picked up the call and barked into it. “What? This better be good.” “Sorry. But the general store is on fire, as is the hardware store. We called the fire department, and the police. But we have to get everyone out of the building just in case. The fire’s really close.” “Perfect timing. What about Old Man Jacobs?” “No one knows. He left here after last call and that’s the last time anyone’s seen him.” “The general storekeeper?” “Found behind his store messed up pretty bad. He’s headed for the hospital now.” “I’m going over to make sure Old Man Jacobs isn’t passed out in his apartment again.”
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Weird or What
Rob knew this was foolish, but Old Man Jacobs was a staple personality in town. His store would be hard enough to lose, his death would destroy people deep down. But he wouldn’t go in blindly. That would be foolhardy, to say the least. No, he used his nose for this. Not an easy feat with this smoke. But a wolf’s sense of smell was far different that a human’s. Rob threw his clothes in some brush behind the hardware store. He needed to work quickly before the fire department got there. It was one group of emergency services that wolves hadn’t infiltrated in the area. The fire wasn’t burning as quickly as he’d expected. Whoever set this, didn’t use all that much accelerant, if any. That would be something obvious to even a human investigator. Rob didn’t stand about long. The back door was open, and he knew it led up to the apartment above. In his wolf form, the old hollow-core door of the apartment didn’t stand a chance. He just went into it shoulder first through it l
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Long Night for Everyone
The street hummed with activity. The firemen were dealing with the affected buildings. Eventually, the ambulance left with Old Man Jacobs in it. He’d not recovered consciousness. Somehow, Jane Ann’s grandmother was there. Wandering around with a cat carrier. “Grammy, what are you doing with that cat carrier? You don’t have a cat.” “I do for now, but I can’t keep him. Well, I can, but not right now. Poor Ron will need help when he wakes up. He’s all alone in the world. I’m going to stay with him for a few days while he’s in the hospital. Then he can come back and live over my garage while he figures everything out.” “Grammy, who’s cat is this?” Jane Ann finally got a better look at the panic-stricken cat. “Grammy, why do you have Felix? Where’s Leanne?” Felix’s name got Becky’s full attention right then. “Oh, sweetie, Leanne handed Felix to me to make sure he’d be safe if the diner went up in smoke. I know it won’t, but she’s gone to help Ji
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Messy Business
Bart watched the wolves, and their mates return to the Wolf’s Den bar with a cat. He’d enjoy thinking about the insanity that will ensure from that later. Now he needed to get his head in the game. The evidence collection was going well, but that’s because there wasn’t much to process. Jon claimed there was a scent trail from the people that broke into the vet clinic. He needed to study that to find a fresh start point where he could pick it up later after the human investigation cleared out of there. He wanted that point found before the trail got too mangled for him to identify it. Bart wanted to know if it led to one or more of the hunters or the rogues. For all the proof he had right now, the trail could lead to a bunch of hired goons from some land developer. Bart couldn’t see the lab doing this to wolf shifters knowingly, so either they didn’t know, or they now had a way to identify a wolf shifter from a human. That scared him. With his notebo
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Little Oddities
The gorgeous officer may have fascinated Grace. Bart Hebbs, was far too hyper focused on her to make Grace comfortable. She kept waiting for him to either ask her out for coffee, or tell her when they’ll be getting married. No pressure. No pressure at all. But all day he stuck to her side and steered her from one location to another, as if he were hiding something. Her Spidey sense was wreaking havoc to her train of thought that it was driving her mad. Now he had to disappear to work. Yet he kept going to speak with a small group of people who were no one in all of this. They weren’t investigating anything, just bystanders. What was going on?Like most scenes of disaster, there were groups of people lingering. Some talked, while others gawked.Grace noticed the vacationing hunters hung about, glaring at people. They seemed unhappy with what others were doing. Not a single hunter showed interest in the fire or what was happening. The hunters huddled together,
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Getting Down to Brass Tacks
Bart was investigating the scent as best as he could in this form. No point in terrifying the innocent, mundane people around here. With the hunter-types and the guys he worked with around, he was more likely to get shot. It’s not like the provincial park where a wolf or wolf-dog could be explained away. So, there he was sniffing around when he hears a voice behind him. “What are you doing?” A familiar feminine voice asked. He would swear later that he could hear her raise a questioning eyebrow in the very tone of her voice. Crap. His stomach and heart nearly fell out of his body when he heard it. Grace was standing right behind him. What did she notice? Would she say something? How did he explain this? He felt like a guy who’d been caught by his girlfriend kissing another woman. “Hey, uh… you’ll not believe me if I told you.” All that ran through his head was ‘Don’t ask. Don’t ask. Don’t ask.’ “Try me slugger.” Ohhh…he knew without turning around to loo
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Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Conclusion
Becky stopped in at the new broadcasting centre in town to have lunch with Grace. Jane Ann was back in the pack, claiming she couldn’t get away because her twins didn’t let them sleep last night. She’d had two males in offspring. Becky still thought it was odd to say that, but they could be lynx, wolf, or human. It was anyone’s guess right now. No one would know for another seven to ten years. Grace sadly lost a pregnancy. The healers claimed it was because she was doing too much, and the stress was too much for her. They would continue trying to have pups once Grace’s schedule settled down and became more manageable. Becky and Rob were still trying after a few false positives. But today was the day they’d first gathered as the mate’s self-help group and explained everything to Grace. How did the pack take the news that their Beta’s mate wasn’t human but a lynx shifter? It was mixed, but nothing like the reaction of the elders who were remo
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Grace's Day
3 Months later- First Lycan Pack The seer entered the new territory and felt the rush of the past and present mingling there. Sadly, she may feel it. She wasn’t strong enough to see it. Thankfully, she couldn’t see it either. The headache she received to some time to get rid of. The land had a lot of traumas associated with it; the druids did their job and tried to wash it away. The issue was that only a god or time could purify a land fully, and no one had time like that to wait. She settled into the seat the pack provided for her as she waited for the time she’d be needed. Many spoke carefully with her, and it was all quite sombre and different from the last one she’d presided over. Someone pushed her right shoulder forward and when she looked behind her, there was no one there. Well, no one with a physical body. She’d told no one that she had a physical connection to the dream realm. She’d encountered no one with this curse? Ability? Whatever people
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Surprise for All
“Jon, wait. Uh, we need to talk. I want to know when we’re breaking the news to everyone. I mean, what’s one more scandal? One more controversial mating fact? I hate sitting here lying to everyone.” Jane Ann held onto Jon’s forearm and looking into his eyes. Her guilt and frustration were written all over her face. Only Jon knew their family’s secret, the reason they were one of the few families that kept the pack’s secrets over the years. Only the alpha’s knew about them, except no one told Rob directly and since Rob didn’t correct anyone about assuming Jane Ann’s species, she’d struggled with telling him. Jon though kept begging her not to say anything to him, because it was all too much at the time. Her big secret? Her mother and she were lynx shifters. One of the few shifters that didn’t have a pack or community. They lived usually in family groupings only. Jane Ann’s father followed her momma here and kept her secret and that of the pack this entire tim
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Becky and Jane Ann's Day
Becky couldn’t believe how quickly the pack pulled off the preparations for the mating ceremonies. Two for the price of one. It seemed this was offending the case where there would be a spree of matings at the same time. She’d been given several reasons for this, but it all came down to people finding the one that fate made perfect for them. The wolf shifters don’t believe that people complete each other. Rather that they complement each other. No one is lesser in a pairing. Where one goes, the other will surely follow. The drive for family and community or pack was a driving force for the wolf shifters Becky was somehow now intertwined with. Rogues were an exception to the rule she found out, and it often harmed them mentally and eventually they would see physically it. That’s why the Ruling Council and Rob were so keen on convincing the young rogues and their pups to settle for the pack life. They didn’t show the signed of the mental of physical decay yet;
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill More Lycan Arrive
Everyone in the First Lycan Pack territory was trying their best to adjust to the changes. Even Bart found he had difficulty adjusting to the new routines. Half his problem, he found, was that he needed to write the routines so he could refer to them again and again. The week went by far too fast. Bart learned quickly that the rules and routines he introduced were a strong suggestion. Those rules and routines right now needed to be written in wet cement rather than be set in stone. Grace’s day was insanely busy with her forced to travel between the packs for her job with the Ruling Council. Once the rest of the pack was here, they’d find people to train for the jobs she’d need help with, and then they’d move everything over to their territory. Rob right now was being nice to them and more than generous to let them use the space they were using. Today, the plan to bring the rest of the pack here was in full swing. There was an excitement in
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Sitdown with the Seer
The seer sat last, and she smiled nervously between her guests. “Now, let me guess. You’re here because you want your lives to go on as the Moon Goddess planned them, but you’re encountering obstacles. Am I right?” She looked expectantly at Rob and Becky as if they had the answer she sought. They looked among themselves to see who would be the first to say anything, but the seer carried on as if there wasn’t an awkward silence. Her friendly voice prattled on as she tried to entertain her guests. “Don’t worry, it wasn’t anything mystical or magical that gave me that information. My phone and messages have been lighting up like a Christmas tree mid season with calls from many people who are angry one way or the other. Heck, one elder called me to find out if I, a seer, could put a curse on you, like I was a mage, druid, or witch. When I told him I couldn’t and wouldn’t he threatened to harm me. You really must get those old wolves under control, Alpha Northgate.”
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Going to the Seer
The next day, Rob took his brother and their mates to see the local seer. She wouldn’t accept membership within his pack, but she didn’t have to. All she needed to do was provide guidance when some came looking for it. They well paid the seer for that. They hoped she wouldn’t respond like the Council of Elders had. If she did, they’d have to delay the mating ceremony until he would repopulate the Council of Elders with a better representation of the pack. This wasn’t something Rod discussed with anyone else. It was a silent worry that nagged on his mind as they travelled the distance to get to the Seer’s small home, which she’d built in a quiet corner of the county district. “How are we going to approach this one? A little more information would go down more nicely this time, because what you did yesterday, Rob, was a shocking revelation, and it doesn’t look good when the people backing you up have to pick up their jaws off the floor. We should k
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Settling in the Command Structure
“Okay, now I have a list of all your names here, and packages with the information you’ll need to know to settle in here. These packages contain everything from what room you’ll have here for now to the house that will be yours. Contact numbers are pre-programmed into the phone inside each package, so when you get your package, don’t drop it. Yes, your new position is within the package, along with a list of your duties. There are several maps, so you can get around here on your own. Your phones have an app that, if you get close to one of the current borders, it will beep. No one is coming to get you if this happens. But if you’re lost, please call. I’ve seen the land out there and it’s a mess. The humans messed with the terrain extensively. So try going for a run in pairs or small groups until you are familiar with the location. Or at least tell someone you’re going and about when you’ll be back. One of the lynx stone masons found a rather steep hillside one evening and wen
Wolf's Den Bar and Grill Miscalculation in a Good Way
Becky and Rob were both pleasantly surprised by the response his speech received from the pack. Rob learned quickly that he’d been wrong. His pack was with him, and not the Council of Elders. He couldn’t believe the support he received with people volunteering to help set up the mating ceremonies for both couples. “Yes, I’ll let everyone know when we have a planning meeting, and we can make all the decisions then.” Rob assured them over and over until he had to stop the crowd forming. “I’d like to thank everyone who’s offering or offered to help right now. I’ll set up a meeting for everyone who’s interested in offering their services or volunteering. We’ll take a few hours and decide, organize who’s doing what. Just set things up so we don’t miss anything, or have too many people doing one thing. We’ll make this a success.” A murmur of approval went through the small crowd of people, and they talked among themselves. “Look, I’ll put a clipboard out tonight in the pac
