Chapter 13

Oliver

I got in my car, and sighed. Where could I take my Luna? I wasn’t going to keep her locked away in her apartment. Even though she would be safe, she would be a prisoner. If I took her anywhere near the hospital, someone might see, but the only good thing about elders is that they don’t really get out. There was a restaurant not too far from the border, the only wolves that would go that far out their way would be border patrol.

Clint, I’m picking up my Luna. I mind link.

Um… Alpha, I am kind of doing patrol with her. He stutters, linking back. I accidently ran the red light, and there was a police car across the street. Shit. He turned on his sirens and pulled me over.

What dumbass told you to do patrol AND guarding my Luna?! I growl back in the link.

There was a long pause, and every second made me more angry. Um… you did Alpha. He stuttered. I clenched the wheel, turning off my car, angry at myself.

Do you want me t- I cut him off. If my Luna is not home before I get there, I will have a new office rug. I growl. Leave Clint alone, he is doing his best. Growled East in my mind. I ignored my wolf and looked out the window.

The cop looked new, so he didn’t know how things worked. He was young, in his 20’s, crisp uniform, and black dreads, a rookie. His partner was a chubby, older man who had balding brown hair. “You know you were goin’ 68 in a 40 hot shot?” said the older cop. “I’m sorry officer, I was trying to get home to my l-girlfriend.” I say flatly… but submissively. Humans don’t really catch that but if another wolf was in this car with me, I would probably lose a little respect.

There was supposed to be a separate task force to give us tickets, arrest humans who knew about us, or tried to hunt us, and notify us of wolves out of control. I sighed. These humans weren’t sworn to keep thier mouth shut, so I pretended to be human.

The submission it took to ‘show respect for the law’ was crippling. But I was polite. And I didn’t speed off like I wanted too. “Darrel, see that little spiral next to his picture?” The older guy leaned over, showing the rookie. “We don’t mess with this; we just send their information to the office.” The rookie nodded, and handed back my information. I had forgot about that. Supernaturals deal with the Secret Police. “Have a nice evening Mr. Gray, you’ll get your ticket in the mail.” He said with a stern look. I nodded.

I drove off slowly until I saw no one else that could stop me was around.

------Autumn------

Clint and Oliver sped into the garage at the same time. Clint got out the car and let me out. I saw Oliver get out a freaking corvette. I knew he didn’t work ‘in HR’ now, but I wouldn’t ask yet. He ran walked to me, smiling, genuinely happy to see me. I was too, I find myself always missing him when he isn’t around. “I missed you.” I said to him honestly.

He engulfed me into a hug. “I’ve missed you more.” He said with a grin, and pecked a kiss on the top of my head, melting me on the spot. He smelled so good, and he was so warm. It disappointed me that we had to break from our embrace, but he didn’t let me go. He held my hand, and took me to his car, and opened the door for me. “Would you like to go on a real date with me? I don’t want to be the reason you’re a homebody.” He said concerned, rubbing his thumb over my knuckles.

I buckled my seatbelt and kissed him on the cheek. “Yes” I giggled. I couldn’t wait to spend time with him. He was sweet, and he was really trying. I wanted to know him more than just the jolts of electricity I felt when we touch, but I liked him as a person too. He was genuinely trying to respect me, and my wishes… unlike Mr. Razer, who tried to force me to accept him.

I reached for his hand, and I held it. I could feel almost a love through his touch I couldn’t explain. It made me feel warm and special, like I was the only girl he ever wanted to be with. Honestly… he was the only man I think I could ever feel this way about. I noticed the car had pulled over, we were there, but we didn’t get out yet. He looked at me in the eyes, and I could feel the sensations again. He pulled my hand up, and kissed it gently, sending sparks through my arm. “It’s good to know that you feel it to.” He said with a smile. He leaned over and kissed me on the forehead. My face got hot, and I looked away to hide the blush that formed.

He chuckled, and got out, opening the door for me. The restaurant was in a 10 story building. It was nice, and looked like an upscale diner. The walls and tables were white, and the floor was checkered tile. They had huge windows that you could see through. He grinned at my reaction, and reached for my hand, holding it. We walked inside together.

A man, about 6 feet tall with glasses came to greet us, and asked if he had a reservation. Oliver nodded, and went to a small reception desk. “This way, Mr. Gray.” Said the man, and we followed him to an elevator. We were seated upstairs after about 5 minutes, and we were in a booth, off to the side of the hustle and bustle of everyone else. We ordered our food, I got some chicken alfredo, while Oliver got some rare steak and asparagus.

Oliver ordered us wine, it looked expensive, but he was unphased. “Now that we’re dating, can I ask you questions and get straight answers?” I asked curiously. “Anything,” He said, giving me all his attention. “What do you do? Where do you go every day?” I ask.

“Sorry I lied, but I figured if I told you then, you wouldn’t believe me. As Alpha, I don’t work at the hospital, I own the entire chain of St. Raphael Emergency Hospitals on the East Side.” He said looking me in the eyes, honestly. I almost choked on my chicken. That explains what he said earlier when he said he bought my apartment complex…

“Did I say something wrong?” He looked concerned. “No,” I said drinking some wine. That explains allot. “And thank you for fixing the boiler.” I say, catching my breath.

He let out a small chuckle, and took a bite of his steak. It looked like all they did was warm it up for him. “You’re welcome,” I saw his eyes flash yellow. “Why do your eyes change color?” I ask.

“That’s my wolf, all werewolves have one. Occasionally when they try to take control, or talk to us, our eyes change.” He said, taking another bite. “… but what did he say?” I leaned in in curiosity. He leaned into my face, and hesitantly kissed me, making me feel a desire to have more. His kiss became hungrier, and he kissed me more passionately. I returned it, but hesitated. It wasn’t like last time; this had the same desire I felt to it. He grunted and he broke away. His eyes were yellow, then blue. “Any more questions?” He said with a smile. I shook my head.

After dinner, he drove me home and we snuggled on the couch. I enjoyed his company. With him I felt so wanted, and safe. I made up my mind that I would tell my parents about him tomorrow. They should know I found someone like this. I hope they approve; they were always so weird about me dating. Every boy that ever talked to me would either be too scared to, or disappeared the next day.

I became worried for Oliver. What if the same thing happened to him… what if my family ran him off?