well. We were not able to determine if Slater was among the cursed or not, he was secretive and we didn't even have pictures of the man. There was no record of him ever visiting a walled city.
Chief Mendez was dead set on torturing us with this mind numbing duty. The couple homicides that popped up during this time, he assigned to other detectives so we could... “Keep your focus on the mayor's protection detail.”
Mayor Beatrice Fleming I liked. I had never met the woman before, and I hadn't voted for her, an oversight on my part I learned. The fifty-something redhead looked to be in her forties with frosted highlights in her hair. She had a razor wit and zero patience for idiots. She still couldn't believe the City Council insisted on having a protection detail for the talks. It wasn't like it was during a full moon. Since Seattle seemed to be under this inexpiable siege the past few months she called it, “A waste of taxpayer's money that could be used to secure more silver for the city's protection.”
We shared some of Red's concerns over the meeting, leaving out Marcus and his possible connection to me. But voicing her findings of Slater Mining and all the shell companies forming a silver monopoly and her belief that the silver shortage had just been engineered by Slater.
Beatrice was not amused and set the wheels in motion to have the congressional subcommittee in charge of lupine defense to do an inquest. AFTER, of course, she secured contracts for a new silver supply for Seattle. Fucking politicians.
Once we had our plans solidified for the following week, we sent our security requirements to Slater Mining's in-house security so they could coordinate with us and stay the hell out of our way.
That freed me up to do some discreet investigation into the possibility Red was right about someone inside the wall working with Marcus and targeting me. I didn't want it to be true since only my fellow officers would have inside information as to when I was assigned to perimeter patrol during Howler Duty.
Maireni had pretty much moved into my apartment for the duration of this assignment. I felt squeamish knowing she was always out there, somewhere close, watching over me. It was better just to keep her close. She had turned my living room into a sort of camp. This unfortunately meant I had to suffer the endless teasing from Victor. He'd always call Maireni 'Miss Damaschin' when he was teasing us instead of Mari.
If I were to be completely honest with myself, I found myself getting closer and closer to that amazing woman. Just being near, she excited me in ways I had never felt before. I'm pretty sure I'm obsessed with her lips lately and the wild woman knew it too. She teases and flirts endlessly just to watch me squirm. But we always seemed to wind up on the couch sharing our hopes, dreams and fears every night.
I wake up with the comforting heat of her body against mine every morning. She sometimes absently rubs her lower jaw across my shoulder or the top of my head. She would never comment on it, or seemed surprised she had done it. I did some discrete research on lycanthrope behavior and blushed pleasantly when I found that is how werewolves laid claim to something like they were scent marking their property. I grinned, it was better than the other way they scent marked.
The next morning I awoke to her curled around me protectively on the couch again. God, the things this did to me. I was beyond embarrassed that I knew she could smell my arousal with her super sensitive nose but resigned myself to the fact.
I stretched which caused her to tighten her grip slightly on the arm she had slung across my belly this time. I looked back and just had to smile at the content look on her face. It didn't show the strain of over a hundred years of stress and killing when she was like this. Her ice blues fluttered open, for some reason I loved the animalistic look
Chief Mendez was dead set on torturing us with this mind numbing duty. The couple homicides that popped up during this time, he assigned to other detectives so we could... “Keep your focus on the mayor's protection detail.”
Mayor Beatrice Fleming I liked. I had never met the woman before, and I hadn't voted for her, an oversight on my part I learned. The fifty-something redhead looked to be in her forties with frosted highlights in her hair. She had a razor wit and zero patience for idiots. She still couldn't believe the City Council insisted on having a protection detail for the talks. It wasn't like it was during a full moon. Since Seattle seemed to be under this inexpiable siege the past few months she called it, “A waste of taxpayer's money that could be used to secure more silver for the city's protection.”
We shared some of Red's concerns over the meeting, leaving out Marcus and his possible connection to me. But voicing her findings of Slater Mining and all the shell companies forming a silver monopoly and her belief that the silver shortage had just been engineered by Slater.
Beatrice was not amused and set the wheels in motion to have the congressional subcommittee in charge of lupine defense to do an inquest. AFTER, of course, she secured contracts for a new silver supply for Seattle. Fucking politicians.
Once we had our plans solidified for the following week, we sent our security requirements to Slater Mining's in-house security so they could coordinate with us and stay the hell out of our way.
That freed me up to do some discreet investigation into the possibility Red was right about someone inside the wall working with Marcus and targeting me. I didn't want it to be true since only my fellow officers would have inside information as to when I was assigned to perimeter patrol during Howler Duty.
Maireni had pretty much moved into my apartment for the duration of this assignment. I felt squeamish knowing she was always out there, somewhere close, watching over me. It was better just to keep her close. She had turned my living room into a sort of camp. This unfortunately meant I had to suffer the endless teasing from Victor. He'd always call Maireni 'Miss Damaschin' when he was teasing us instead of Mari.
If I were to be completely honest with myself, I found myself getting closer and closer to that amazing woman. Just being near, she excited me in ways I had never felt before. I'm pretty sure I'm obsessed with her lips lately and the wild woman knew it too. She teases and flirts endlessly just to watch me squirm. But we always seemed to wind up on the couch sharing our hopes, dreams and fears every night.
I wake up with the comforting heat of her body against mine every morning. She sometimes absently rubs her lower jaw across my shoulder or the top of my head. She would never comment on it, or seemed surprised she had done it. I did some discrete research on lycanthrope behavior and blushed pleasantly when I found that is how werewolves laid claim to something like they were scent marking their property. I grinned, it was better than the other way they scent marked.
The next morning I awoke to her curled around me protectively on the couch again. God, the things this did to me. I was beyond embarrassed that I knew she could smell my arousal with her super sensitive nose but resigned myself to the fact.
I stretched which caused her to tighten her grip slightly on the arm she had slung across my belly this time. I looked back and just had to smile at the content look on her face. It didn't show the strain of over a hundred years of stress and killing when she was like this. Her ice blues fluttered open, for some reason I loved the animalistic look
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