"So, you going to let me in, or do I need to show you your place?" I ask and he pulls at the collar of his shirt.
"No of course Luna go ahead" He says holding a towel, like did he really expect me to walk in wrapped in a towel over a little bit of skin. He stares at the blood bag in my hands.
"Want some?" I taunt and he shakes his head.
"Any good?" He asks watching as I suck on it.
"Why? yUu offering, if it ain't?" I tease and he shakes his head violently before pulling his collar up and concealing his neck and I roll my eyes walking through the gates. I continue along the path only to find yet another gate. Are they for real and no one is here to unlock it?
Blood bag or fence? Hmm that is the question. Blood bag it is, I ain't spilling my blood bag, walking over to the fence, I grab one of the steel bars pulling on it, till it snaps off and I can walk through the gap. I toss the pole into the bush, they won't notice. Walking up further, I roll my eyes when I see another fence, this one though was manned, or should I say womanned by some bitch who was glaring at me. Bitch I don't even know you, she had a terrible black eye, her eye almost swollen shut which I thought was odd as I walked closer. The only way that was possible was either wolfsbane or she had been hit bloody hard.
"Oh, if it ain't the pathetic Luna" She sneers a grin on her face. I cock my head to the side watching her. Did she just call my sister pathetic?
"I have no idea what you are talking about" I tell her as I approach. She eyes my blood bag as I slurp on it.
"Fucking disgusting" She mutters.
"What was that?" I ask stepping closer, and she flinches,
"You touch me, and Tate will throw your ass to the curb" She says as I stalk toward her.
"Nice, bruise, really makes your eyes pop" I tell her now realising who this spiteful bitch is. This must be that she wolf Lana told me about.
She glares at me, before growling. I noticed a few of the others on patrol were watching before one of them stepped forward.
"Melinda back off" The man says, he too was young I thought, was everyone in this pack young.
"Fuck off Dylan this bitch started it when she thought she could take someone that wasn't hers" She growls at him.
"So, you think my mate is yours?" I ask moving closer within grabbing reach. She holds her ground silly, silly girl.
"When he realises your nothing but a blood sucking leech, he will come back to me" She says her voice so nasally I nearly offered her a tissue to blow her nose.
"You think you're someone hiding behind your mother's name, but I know you are nothing, they will never accept you, never bow down to you. You're not Luna material" She says poking me in the chest.
"I find your obsession with me flattering really" She scoffs and grab her hand as she poke me about to speak again. Twisting, the sickening snap of her wrist was nearly as sickening as the high-pitched scream that left her lips.
"Luna" This Dylan person screamed.
"You fucked up bitch" She laughs.
"Wait till I tell my Alpha what you did and this time I have witnesses" She snarls, clutching her wrist.
"Great, I have been dying to see my mate all day, let's go" I tell her, grabbing her hair and ripping her backward. She falls, screaming, clutching her hair as I drag her through the gates, I sniff the air for a second before picking up my sisters scent and following it while this stupid bitch continued to scream clutching my hand as I dragged her, her nails slipping out, digging into my hands as she let her claws slip through.
People coming out of their houses as I make my way toward the packhouse that had now come into my vision.
"Oh my, the Luna got her good this time?" I hear a woman chuckle from her veranda, I give her a wave and she nods back a silly grin on her face.
"Ass sore yet" I ask her as she continues screaming, man she going to have some serious gravel rash in the worst places later, she will be pulling gravel from her coochie for the next week.
She suddenly shifts teeth and claws coming out as she slips from my grip. She lunges at me and I punch her, her jaw making a popping noise as her tongue lulls out the side as she goes down, shifting back instantly as I knock her out cold. Picking up her body, I continue on my way to find my sister.
Lana's POV
We had just said goodbye to Chase, when Elias busted through the door downstairs, I was upstairs but could hear his panicked voice as he ran into the house.
"Alpha, you need to come quick, something is going on. Dylan just linked me and said Luna and Melinda were getting into it down the street" I rush downstairs and Elias's eyes go wide and he shakes his head like he couldn't believe his eyes. His shock confused me.
He looks to the door and back to me on the stairs.
"How did you get back before me, I just saw you. Did you change your clothes?" He asks and I look down.
"What's going on?" I ask looking to Tate and Drake.
"But you… Melinda?" Elias looked completely lost while he looked between me and the front door not even able to string a sentence together. Hearing yelling outside, I walk outside. I could hear Dylan calling. "Luna, Luna, you can't just manhandle her like that, I know she deserved it but please let the Alpha handle it" He begs someone. I walk down the steps Drake, Elias and Tate following me outside and I almost jump with glee when I see her walking up the middle of the street, a blood bag in her hand, she drains it tossing it at Dylan who catches it looking completely grossed out at the sight of it. Elias looks between both of us confused, his mouth opening and closing like a fish.
"Hiya siswa, just taking out the trash for you" She says, and I see a limp Melinda hanging over her shoulder. She drops her like a sack of potatoes onto the ground. I run to her jumping on her as we both crash to the ground, laughter bubbling out of me, I have never been so excited to see someone as I was in this moment.
"That bitch has never heard of deodorant" Arial laughs, hugging me back. Tate and Drake come over, looking down at us on the ground. Drake's face held amusement while Tate seemed nervous, his feelings all over the place through the bond as he looked between Melinda on the ground and my sister. Arial's eyes narrow a look I have seen many times when she was about to go off her rocker.