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Cerberus loved hearing her tell him he was hers. A smirk crossed the wolf’s lips as he rocked his hips forward a low growl rolling from his parted lips. Leaning down he nipped Red’s neck, leaving marks across her neck. “I am yours.” Cerberus confirmed, fingers moving up to hold onto that pretty little collar. 

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                        “Yeah, right? Odd how that                               worked out, huh?”               Her shoulders lifted and fell in a nonchalant fashion while she               attempted to look disappointed at her ruined night. A free                   hand scratched at the back of her head, ruffling her typical mass                of curls while she paused to think, then fell to hang off the back                of her neck.                                             “Dunno– no one’s gotten a good                               enough look at it. Could be some                          unlicensed half-breed or somethin’.                               It’s too damn big to just be some                          dog.”              The hunter took the bullets offered to her with some initial hesitance,              catching his grin as she quickly swiped them out of his hands. It wasn’t              as if he could really STOP her by chucking the cardboard box at her.                            A brow instinctively rose, the ammo fisted at her side.               Pet names had the tendency to rub her the wrong way, her eyes               internally rolling as she pulled down at the corners of her jacket to               nervously readjust herself.           

                             “Oh– oh good. I’d really hate it                                if I was doin’ this on my own.”               Alright, the slight bitterness in her voice was out of character,               but she still attempted to sell it with a smile right before she               angled her head down to properly load the gun in her hands. Teeth               bit into her cheek for her impulsive slip up, a series of metallic clinking               signaled she’d successfully cocked the weapon; a sharp scoff was                smothered by the noise, along with a muttered,                             “Imagine that.”

            The dried pine needles crunched underfoot, much to her annoyance.                              So much for being subtle.                Jo Harvelle followed the ranger past the line of trees, gun defensively                risen and eyes apprehensively bouncing between him and every                 distant rustle.                              “So…”                She had broken the silence first, her volume low enough to be                 nearly muted by their footsteps.                             “How long have you been doin’ this                              for?”         

                       “Shit happens.”                                             Cerberus shrugged, a slight smirk crossing his lips as he moved                with the blonde into the woods. Now he just needed to figure out should                  he kill her or allow the huntress to live to fight another day.               

                           “In these parts, I wouldn’t put it past                              someone to breed a wolf or coyote                         with a normal mutt. ”

            The hound looked into the darkness of the forest, pulling a flashlight out              to play the act as a human searching for a hound. Even if he could see              in the thickness of the dark woods.         

                            “What got ya into this job, if ya                                don’t mind me askin’?.”

             More so what got her into becoming a hunter? Was it a family job              or did she happen to see something that went bump in the night               that caused her to become a hunter? Either way her life span was               shortened, and maybe there was a part of the hound that hoped her               time wouldn’t come anytime too soon. 

“That´d be nice,” she nodded, moving out of her chair and shuffling towards the door to let him out. “And thanks again for getting me home safely and all the ´splaining and talking. This time it was only coffee but next time we´ll make it a proper beer over at Merlotte´s. Or five.” A little wink and chuckling at her own suggestion and she opened the door. The sun was already rising and after last night´s events, it comforted her, knowing in the broad daylight she didn´t have to fear anything, at least not the bloodsuckers. “You should leave your phone number though…” She reached into her purse on the coatrack next to the door and fished out a pen, then stretched out her arm for him to write it down on it. 

“In case I need your help again sooner than tonight.”

“How ‘bout this. I come pick ya up for dinner and we go get soemthin’ to eat?” he asked, pausing at the door way. It would make up for the night and lack of sleep. They both needed it after tonight and the wolf had a plan to make sure he could keep an eye on her for a few days. He was the one after all that had took out a vampire. It wouldn’t be long for more to come and try to take revenge on him. “Right.” Cerberus took the pen and paper, jotting his number down quickly the wolf handed the paper over. 

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“Tell em where they are and I will end this shit now.” Cerberus was tired of this, if they were alive and near then it was time to put her mind and body at reast form the fear of his own kind doing harm like this to a vampire over drinking blood. Werewolves were beasts, not blood suckers. What was the point of becoming a wolf to drink blood? They needed pounds of meat to live and the hunt, not drinking blood from a vampire just o get a rush. 

There was nothing Jessica wanted more, than to rip out the throats of every last one of them. But she also knew, that they knew how to overpower her. She was still a young vampire, and they were smart. For hillbillies. She looked up at Cer, with fear, as she touched his chest. She didn’t want to lose him, nor did she want to get him in trouble wit his pack–if it was his. “Cer–don’t. Please. I don’t want you to get hurt on my because of me.” There are 15 of them.” She could feel every single one, inside her head.

All she could do was watch with eyes widened from disbelief about what was happening. The beast, the wolf she had just driven here from the woods, saved by risking her own life, changed its form and ended up a man, half covered in blood and naked, crouching beneath her feet. “Fuck…” she uttered lowly, squinting her eyes once and again as if that made this show turn out to be a dream or an illusion. Taken aback by it all she nodded at the man in front of her while in any other situation she would have found his tone too demanding.

“Alright, alright. Wait here, I´ll get ya some clothes.” She glanced over him, seeing that she would only be able to fix his wound in a makeshift way. “When I´m back you´ll tell me what the fuck´s going on here.” She sighed, then pointed at him. “Don´t move too much though. I don´t want you blood all over the exam room. We have to leave it squeaky clean in the morning and I don´t wanna spend the rest of this goddamn night cleaning.”  

Cerberus grunted in pain, they needed to hurry and set it before his wolf blood set things in an awkward place and he’d have to rebreak it. Nodding his head, the wolf sat down on the table, waiting for some kind of clothing. Even if it was a hospital gown he would be more than happy to get this over with.

“Mhm…you do that,” she then replied with a chuckle as she let him lift her onto the counter, legs wrapping around his waist. It was highly unlikely that anyone would be coming to the library at this hour and yet she found a small thrill in the thought of getting caught. When she felt his tongue on her lips she parted them slightly, moaning as she let him inside, arms wrapping around his neck.

In this town you never knew who would come find Belle. Especially if some random villain wanted to start shit. There was a very real possibility that someone could come in here and catch the couple entangled in one another. He didn’t care though. That was exactly what the wolf wanted, to be caught. Cerberus kiss was hot and needy, wanting to devour his mate, fingers sliding down her side as he brought Belle closer to his body. 

“I haven´t decided yet, I´ll see what´s in the fridge.” Snow replied with a smile as she glanced past him and at the tv where the show was still playing. “And while I appreciate your offer I don´t think she´s going to let you use that excuse to not watch it with her anymore and I don´t want to be blamed for keeping her daddy too busy to sing with her,” she teased.

“Aye, I know.” Jack said softly, turning back to look out the window. “A better plan overall anyways, mate. Keep ‘em guessing.” He was silent for a moment, watching the buildings roll past. “You think we’ll catch some good waves today? Seems like a good day for it.”

Cara shook her head, mumbling, “No, like I said, just lots of experience getting banged up. You eventually learn how to look after yourself…” She very gently but methodically started to remove the slivers of glass from his hand, dropping the shards into a small plastic basin. “And I’m just passing through. What about you, do you live here?”

“Not at all I just saw the bar needed a drink, forget how stupid some people can be when drunk.” He shrugged, a sly grin crossing his face. “Had work here a few days ago, was waiting for a contract and then I was headin’ out come first light, but now I am getting road side medical in an old truck to pass my night away.” He was teasing, though he was waiting for the next contract to cash in. “So what brings you ‘round these parts?”

Nina offered a somber smile as he commented on her being low for rent. “I do what I need to to keep a roof over head.” she promised, not wanting to get into details. It wasn’t the biggest secret that some of the girl’s had to sometimes go a little extra but it was not the best idea to tell a cop that in the station. (Even if he was a good friend).

“Mmm, anything that seems like a good idea for you. If you want manlier ones you have to come visit me.” she said with a playful wink. His comment on her appearance earning a smile. She lifted up on tiptoe, laying a playful kiss to his cheek as she all but pounced on him in a hug. “I’ll head home, just shoot me a text and let me know when you got them. I don’t want to worry about them while curled up in my bed tonight.”

Cerberus frowned not liking the ideas coming to his head on her having to work extra fro cash when stripping paid very well. Maybe he needed to have a talk with her boss about the girls being set at a low number for failure. Though right now he had a group of drunk horny men to deal with. might as well jail them for being drunk in public for a night. 

Belle couldn´t help the chuckle that feel from her lips. “I think she´s outside, she mostly is.” she then told him, a smile still on her lips. “Don´t blame her for this though, it´s not like she´s doing it on purpose. Just wear shoes next time,”

“You leave me out of your pranks.” She warned, poking him in the chest with a finger. “I can deal with the smartass part of you, just…try to not involve me in your pranks.”

“Well I´ll never say no to ice cream,” Karen replied with a smile. She could tell that he felt bad asking about her ex, even if he hadn´t done it that directly, but Karen didn´t blame him. Her past was…complicated, to say the least, and he couldn´t have known. Still, she wasn´t going to say no to ice cream.

She took another sip of her drink then, offering him a smile. “And well, there´s a first time for everything, don´t you think?”

“Well ice cream it is. Where’s the best spot to get it at?” The wolf asked, glad to change the subject, maybe to a lighter topic now. He would have to figure out what he could and couldn’t talk about with Karen.  Lips pulled up into a warmer smile at her comment. 

“Very true. This my first time holdin’ a somewhat lengthy conversation without runnin’ out of things to say so quickly.” He smirked, eyes darting towards the waitress heading their way with the food. “Looks like dinner is comin’.”

“My type is no attachment. Figured that was you as well.” The comment about her and Graham was exactly why she needed this. Graham was too dangerous.. Too involved, too attached. No, she needed something casual. A fun for fun’s sake.

As he challenged about being able to handle him she rolled her eyes, walking slowly closer to run her fingers over his shirt collar. With a sharp turn she rose a finger, telling him to wait before she walked down to the server room. Once inside she reached over to the cameras, popping out the tape used for recording. They were still ‘on’ but none would be recorded. Gotta love old systems sometimes.

Once her task was complete she walked back to his desk, laying the blank tape on his desk. “So are you my type or am I barking up the wrong tree?”

“I don’t got types darlin’.” he smirked, crossing his arms over his chest. Dark eyes looked at Emma’s fingers. He sat there a brow raised as he shook his head. “And what do ya think is gonna happen if Graham looks back on the tapes hum?” He asked with an amused look crossing his face. 

“Well can’t say I bark, and though ya might be able to climb me, don’t got roots.” he smirked, in a more teasing way. “Why don’t ya instead of tell me ya want to fuck me show me why we should fuck then.”