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Alya smiled to Chandler at the mention of ditching their now prisoner in the cells. She rather liked that idea. She glanced around before she found a cloth. Alya covered herself before allowing Amara to take back over. "I would like to continue the day, though I need new clothes" Amara said with a small smile. "What did she look like" Amara asked, not having a way to have seen Alya. She wrapped the cloth tightly around her as the pack warriors moved closer. "Get him into the pack cells. Now" she ordered them, motioning to the unconscious male. |
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The wolf found a cloath and went under it, slowly the form shifted to Amara. He quickly dropped the unconscious dude and quickly walked over. He blocked her barely covered self with his own body as the worries stormed in. "We will definitely get you new cloaths." He laughed as the worries hauled him out, leaving the two of them alone. "She was beautiful. Fluffy and pure white, her eyes are a sparkling blue." He said now. His demeanor changing again from violent to soft and affectionate. He noticed her bare feet and held out his arms, offeringto carry her. "There's a fare bit of broken glass, can't have you slice up your dainty feet." He smiled down at her and looked out the door. Knowing they had caused a commotion in the dinner. |
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Amara smiled a bit as she made sure to keep the cloth covering her. While it was normal for most to be revealing after a shift, this was only her first shift, and well, Amara wasnt all that comfortable with it yet. "All white?" That seemed to catch her off guard a bit, seeing as her parents wolves were gray and black. It was odd. The again, she heard that her grandmother had been a white wolf too, born to something similar to Amara. She didnt argue with Chandler about the glass at all and and moved closer to allow him to carry her. "You do know my feel will toughen up eventually right" she asked him. |
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He scooped her up, careful not to move or adjust any of the cloth that could reveal anything. He could see how tightly she was holding onto the cloth. "Yeah, her fur was bight and so soft and fluffy." Where her skin touched his it felt like fireworks threw his arms and echoed threw out his body. He held her closer to him. He opened the kitchen doors, walking backwards into the doors so she didn't get hit by them as they made their way threw the diner. He felt everyone's eyes and only secured another table cloth and put it on her, hoping to make her feel slightly more comfortable. Under his feet broken glass crunched like bones till they where outside. "It's cute, no matter how tough you or your feet get; I will always want to hold you." He hadn't realized he said it as he opened the passenger door and put her down gently on the ground so se could get in the car. He walked to his side quickly and got in and turned the key. "Let's just get this over with so we can get you more cloaths." He smiled and rolled down his window. |
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Amara blushed brightly as Chandler picked her up. "It's interesting her fur is white" she told him as she saw the way a few people looked at her. She looked down a bit, not exactly liking the attention. "You are too sweet, you know that right" she said as she placed her head on his shoulder as he placed her down. She got into the car, keeping herself covered before she buckled. "When we get back to the pack house, I am going to shift again and let Alya show herself to the pack. This way she can walk me to my room as well" she said. She didnt want to be seen in just a cloth by the pack as it was either. |
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In the car he looked away from the road. Sweet? She just saw me lift a grown man with one hand and bring him to deaths doorstep, and she calls us swSweet. He chuckled at the notion. He didn't want to point it out but even a week ago she would have liked to see his throat ripped out, now here they are. Him driving her home in no cloaths. He got a feeling it wouldn't blow over all that well with her pack now that he thought it over. His heyes glanced over to her and then back to the road quickly, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable with lingering eyes in her vulnerable state. He wanted to be able to just mind link, but knew that couldn't happen until they marked eachother. I don't even know if she has thought about that yet. He brought one hand from his wheel and rubbed his face before putting it on the center console. "Would you want me to stay in the car while you get changed, help put the captive in the jail, awnser the questions your pack will definitely have, or..." His voice trailed off as it dropped to a wisper. "Help you get dressed and then sneak back out?" He knew he should probably help more but he didn't want to. Theve treated him like shit, a guest from another pack, an Alpha at that; like shit. Even after everything he'd done to help them. So yeah, he would have preferred to get in and out of there as fast as possible and flip off everyone he saw in there along the way. |
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Amara couldnt help but chuckle. "Helping me sneak back out huh? I dont think that will be an issue. Now that Alya and I have been in wolf form, the pack should relax a bit and stand down." She knew her pack was over protective of her, and she didnt blame them one bit, but they needed to realize, they couldnt leash their Luna forever. Especially not now when she had a mate. Amara did still fear rejection from him, knowing it would put her and Alya in a lot of pain if he did. Amara faced forward as she thought about how the pack would respond. Now that she had Alya, she could mind link anyone in the pack as well, so she wouldnt need her phone unless she went more than fourty miles from the nearest pack member, which wasnt likely with the town being so close. Amara gave a small sigh. "I have a nice sundress that I can wear since normal clothing might not be the best thing to wear anymore" she said with a small smile. "And dont worry about the pack. After today, they will know that I can handle myself and they wont be so harsh on you or anyone who doesnt deserve it." |
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He kept his focus on the road, had his left hand on the wheel and the right on the center console. The sun was high and it was just barely noon. "Its still more fun to sneak then to make it own. Actually its still necesary. Now itll be all alpha do this, alpha do that, alpha come look at this spreadsheat for the next fiscal year, hey alpha hey alpha hey alpha. They revert back to children who need to be watched instead of funtioning adults." He leaned back andgave an aggrivated sigh. "You wouldnt believe the hastle of them preparing for a few days absence, full of rediculous what ifs." He gave a small smile unawhare of what she was nervous of. He felt his phone buzz in his pocket again, undoubtedly Xavior. By the way it was vibrating he could tell it was a call, that wasnt typical of him. He ignored it still thinking he would call him back later. "Oh really? I think I do just fine in regular cloaths." He chuickled ashe looked at his outfit. Though he knew she was likely correct with having to get used to shifting and controling when and how it happens. "Please, I can handle far worse then them, I dare them to try something." His voice dropped slightly and he gave a small sigh. He kne it wouldnt take long till they got back, they needed a plan for when they pulled up as the guy was still in his trunk. "So I'll get out first and you hand me the tablecloaths so you can shift, then I'll grab the guy?" To him it made sense but again, it was all technically her land, her pack. Escpecially sense they hadnt decided what to do yet. |
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Amara looked at Chandler. "I do understand the hastle. I havent even had a day off since the attack on the pack" she reminded him. While she knew it wasnt his fault, she did feel the need to remind him that she was a Luna in her pack, and with no Alpha to help her either. Sure, her betas helped, but they also had other things to worry about too, leaving Amara to not have any time off.
She gave a small sigh as she looked forward. "Your plan will work" she said as she saw the pack house appearing in front of them. "Once he is in the dungeon he can stay there until I am ready to deal with him." She wasnt happy to have her day interuppted with mayhem, but that was what she got for being thechnically an unmated female. Until she was Marked and Mated with, she knew other males might still want to claim her, and she wasnt going to let that happen. |
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