Chapter 5
Billy's " WildBill" POV
I was out riding my motorcycle when I heard screaming coming from the alley. Then the smell hit me again, strawberries and cherries. The same smell I had smelled earlier that day. It was the smell I smelled earlier when George had brought the camera and his daughter in. I believe Shawna is her name. Her father quickly whisked her away when she started to walk over to me. That told me that she was not aware of her ancestry. She is a werewolf, and she looks familiar. I have seen her features before. I drove into the alley. A wolf had the girl up against the wall. She was fighting as hard as she could. I was impressed. It looked like he had slammed her head against the wall hard. He had ripped her skirt off as well as her underwear. You can see her pussy.
She kept it shaved. I like it, I find it really sexy. Her legs were shaved as well. You could tell that she took care of herself. She was starting to lose consciousness. She began to sway back and forth, and I could see that the wolf was enjoying what he was doing. My wolf, Feris, spoke up and said, Mate. I knew she was our mate even before he spoke up. I then rushed in and slammed him against the wall and cracked his skull open. If he woke up, he would be severely injured, and it would take him a little bit to get back on his feet. As well as get back to his pack. I did not want to deal with the bloodhounds, Alpha Arthur. He was vicious. He killed his own daughter. After all, she refused to take a chosen mate because she was in love with her fated—Shawna's mother.
I had no idea how I was going to carry her back to the clubhouse on a Harley. I picked her up and threw my leg over the bike. I placed her between me and the handlebars. She slumped over, and her head rested on my arm. Before I started driving again, I took my jacket and placed it over her bottom half. I knew all the young werewolves were going to try to get an eyeful of her pussy. However, I was not going to let that happen. I mind-linked Chris " Big Dog" to ask one of the girls to go and buy some underwear for her. I figured she was small. She was tiny. I just thought she was at least five feet tall, weighed ninety pounds, soaking wet. She did not weigh that much. I drove to the clubhouse. Big dog opened the gate for us. As I went through the gate, Big Dog closed it behind us.
I parked my bike and got off it. I made sure not to drop her as I got off the bike. Big dog came up to me.
"Who's the sweet butt?"
" She's not a sweet butt, she's my mate."
" OHHHHH."
A sweet butt is a girl who sleeps with everyone in the club until she becomes an old lady. I only allow that if she is human and the people that are sleeping with her are human as well. I have she-wolves that are sweet butts too. They are looking for their mates. Some have found their mates. It's rare to see a she-wolf that is a virgin. If you find a she-wolf that is a virgin, that is a miracle. I could tell that Shawna is a virgin. A man has never touched her. She protected herself that well. I would be pissed if that wolf took her virginity. I wish I had dragged that wolf back here. However, I had no way to do that. Shawna was my main priority at that point. I got Shawna into the apartment where I'm staying. It's like a tiny motel room. There is a house right next to the clubhouse.
It was my house, but I have not lived there in years. I lived there when my parents were alive. My father and mother died in a biker war among the werewolves. We came over here from Romania. Things got bad there, so we moved here. There are still packs there, but my parents thought that it would be good to move us here. Ever since then, several packs have moved here. So there are werewolf packs throughout the United States. We have made motorcycle gangs, and some have just built villages in towns. They tend to keep to themselves most of the time. We inform humans about ourselves so that they can trust us. Mainly because a few have attacked humans. Which has made us all look back. We are also dodging the Van Helsings because they want to exterminate us.
I turned the lights on and placed her on the bed. She was still knocked out. I then walked out of the room and went to look for my sister. Amber was in the bar area drinking a beer. She was flirting with one of the human boys. I walked over to her.
" Did you go get those panties?"
" Yes, they are over there."
I went and grabbed them off the end of the bar and opened the bag. They were the correct size.
" Can you go and put them on her?"
"Who's this girl to you?"
"She is my mate."
" REALLY."
She screamed that. She was excited. She grabbed the bag and went to the apartment. I followed closely behind her. When she walked in and saw her lying on the bed, knocked out, she turned toward me and backed me out of the hotel room.
" What the hell did you do to her?"
" I didn't do anything to her."
I explained she was being attacked when I rescued her. She smiled and then went back into the room, put on her underwear, and covered her with a blanket. All she had on was a T-shirt and underwear. It was getting late, so I changed into a pair of shorts. I scouted her over and crawled under the blankets. I then turned onto my left side and just stared at her. I wanted to hold her and stroke her hair. But I didn't dare touch her because I was scared to touch her. Because I felt like I would break her. However, I did examine the back of her head, and she had a huge bump, but she seemed okay. I will have Ingrid examine her in the morning. I also need to contact her father. I know he is going to be shocked, or he might not be. I think he knew that she would be my mate. Even from a young age, I was drawn to her.
The moon goddess has been kind to her over the years, and she has grown into a beautiful young lady. I'm much older than she is. But we don't find our mates until they turn eighteen. I fell asleep staring at her. I have set my alarm for 6:00 a.m. I had to get to work.