Big Bad Wolfie novel Chapter 42

•••Jason's POV•••

She did.

I saw red.

I'm going to kill her.

I had to hold myself back from doing, I don't even know what, when her colorful hair filled head popped out of the van.

"Maria," I gritted.

She just smiled back at me.

Zach turned to face us. "Oh s**t," he laughed once he saw her.

I glared at him.

He cleared his throat, "I mean, what are you doing here, Maria?"

She beamed at him now, "Helping."

I shook my head, "Oh, you —"

"Great!" Someone from Night Hound cut me off. "Someone who knows her way around the city."

I looked to him then back to her, "Why do you know your way around these parts?"

She shrugged, refusing to make eye contact with me, "I get around."

"Maria, the only things in this city are pack-less crooks. What are you —"

I was cut off, yet again, by Maria clapping her hands, "So, what's the plan," she smiled.

I swear to the goddess, if someone interrupts me one more time I am going to lose my s**t.

I couldn't respond, I was so focused on not tearing someone's head off. All I could do was stand and glare daggers at her.

With my fists clenched painfully tight, I tried to breathe.

In and out.

F**k, this isn't helping.

***Maria's POV***

Wolfie just stood there glaring holes into my head.

After a few seconds he inhaled to say something else, but I put my finger up, "If you don't blow up about this I'll consider it your apology for what you did," I told him blankly, all jokes aside.

He paused, and I could hear his teeth grinding.

". . . I already apologized," he finally gritted out.

I shook my head, "You didn't even look me in the eye to do it," I told him.

This was probably a weird sight for everyone else around.

I hardly demand apologies for even the worst of things, and you're lucky to catch me "serious" maybe once in a blue moon.

Unless you're Rose or Brandon or Doc or Marco the trainer, or. . . Well, I guess that's it.

Four's a pretty good number of shoulders to cry on though, I guess.

". . . D@mn. . . What the f**k did you do, man," The beta from Night Hound pack, Stephan, chuckled after a moment of silence.

This made me smile a bit.

I'm quite fond of this guy. He's on the younger side, in his early twenties. He approaches things similarly to me. He's all about cracking jokes. Never a dull moment with him around, that's for sure.

He can be annoying, but he's always able to real you back in with his charm.

"None of your business!" Wolfie snapped at him.

Stephan put his hands up in surrender. "Jeez, man, chill out."

"Yeah, Jay, what's gotten into you?" Cali, a vampire warrior from House Blue Blood furrowed her brow.

"Nothing, nothing! Let's just get going," he glared at me as he took the lead.

"Wow," I heard a familiar voice behind me.

"That was kind of intense," the other half of the duo finished.

I turned around to meet Rosie and Brandon with a smile.

"Sup losers," I smirked at them.

"Hey stupid," Brandon replied walking to my side.

"Hiya idiot," Rose said walking beside him.

My smirk grew.

This is my arena.

Our arena.

Haha, I wonder how Wolfie's going to react to my expertise.

We made it to our first location after walking a bit. It's a bar with a neon green sign that read 'MAVERICKS'. (A/N: Not a real bar, btw, at least I don't think so)

Most of, if not all, these establishments are owned and run by rogues and wanderers, so most gravitate toward that relative theme, with names like 'MAVERICK' or 'REBEL'.

It's kind of funny actually. The fact that they went solo, 'Rogue', led them together.

Sweet right? Sentimental even? Wrong. It just made them even stronger. Even angrier.

And guess who their favorite people in the world are?

That's right, the alphas and pure bloods.

And we just happen to be a big ol' group of them.

And when I say favorite, I mean they'd rip out our intestines and use them as party decorations if they got the chance.

So that's fun.

Though, it's not myself I'm worried about.

My friends and I have been coming to this part of town forever. Before I even understood what my title meant, really. I know my way around, how not to get myself killed and whatnot.

It's my obnoxious alpha male mate that I'm worried about.

I hope he knows what he's getting himself into.

Wolfie looked to Cali, Stephan, and a brooding wolf from Night Hound I don't the name of, and began giving instructions. "You guys go check inside the place for the scum-bag. If you find him, bring him out back, we'll be waiting."

They nodded and we went our separate ways.

We headed towards the back of the building and it just accrued to me, I don't know what we're looking for.

I leaned in to whisper to Wolfie, "Hey, what are we —"

"Wait, there he is!" Brandon whisper yelled, putting his arm up to stop us, using the other to point down the dark ally.