Pack Gems, Kuro Kusai, WhiteWolf Aura [little red riding hood ebook .TXT] 📗

these out and bring them to the Lavender house at the end of the first block, you can't miss it, they have a dropbox right out front, just drop these in and they'll send you your permanent housing assignments after the paper work's been processed. The temp houses are towards the back of the complex, all the houses are numbered just follow the numbers until it matches your key."

"Thanks. See you guys around?" Taylor skimmed over the form questions, no longer looking at the bears.

"Oh, you bet."

Taylor whipped her head up to see Sean grinning at her maliciously, she wrinkled her nose at him in discust.

Brendon bumped the man's shoulder, but still outwardly smiled at them and waved slightly.

"Welcome to Wandering Evergreens, Reserved Estates...W.E.R.E.s for short." Eli winked, before retreating into the beige guard shack and opening the gates for them.

Literally bouncing with excitement as they entered the gates, Taylor put her clipboard down to take in the sights and smells--although her nose did her little good because she had no idea how to identify the other breeds she was taking in. Were scents didn't exactly follow normal animal scents. So even if she had known what a polar bear smelt like, it wouldn't have helped her identify Eli.

She frowned, but took deep gulps of air anyway.

"Uh, Tay?"

Taylor realized they had stopped already, the tour was over, "Hm?"

She studied the purple house they parked in front of, Eli was right--they wouldn't have missed this thing.

With overly embellished white trimming and flower, cookie-cutterish shutters, the house looked like it was coated in frilly lace.

Not to mention the pastel purple paint coating the house panels that seemed to reflect any light it could to make it's color seem even brighter.

Tulips of varying bright colors lined the walkway leading to the front door.

Taylor eyed the light yellow gingham mailbox with a ribbon trailing down its pole, a matching mint green checkered patterned dropbox sat next to it.

"You want the bad news or the worse news?" Kaden asked dryly, not taking her eyes off the house.

"Worse."

"......."

"What?"

"I'm trying to decide what's worse."

"Now I'm worried, spill." Taylor turned to look at her.

"...Well, most likely, in that ugly house are writing utensils of some kind," Kaden watched Taylor expectantly but there was no reaction so she continued, "We have no pen and we have to turn these in completed--"

"I am not going in there to get a pen!" Taylor connected the dots.

"I don't want to either!" Kaden made a face.

"....I'll rock, paper, scissor for it." Taylor offered finally.

"So, instead of going in there together and bearing the evil that surely lurks inside, you want to have just one of us venture in alone while the other is spared?"

"Yup."

"Okay, just so we're clear."

"Rock, paper, scissors, shoot--!" They chanted in unison.

Chapter 32: Tag, you're it!

.::. Kaden's POV.::.

Kaden stalked towards the door nervously, she turned, giving Taylor a look of uncertainty and disdain, but Taylor just smiled and waved her on.

Kaden scowled as she approached the house, it really was too much, but she sucked in a breath and turned the handle.

If she'd thought the outside was bad, the inside was horrendous.Everything was purple and pink.

Everywhere.

Chairs, tables, walls, even the staplers.

"Oh God." A wave of terror washed over Kaden as she tried to go back outside— and she'd almost made it, but a hand wrapped around her wrist. Had it been any other situation, she would have ripped the person's arm out of their socket; thankfully she reigned in the impulse.

"Well, hi there! My name's Mindy, how can I assist you on this wonderful day?!"

Kaden slowly turned around and faced the girl. She was short, and cute. With Strawberry blonde hair adorned by a purple bow, round hazel eyes, blushing cheeks and round pouty lips. She looked like a kid playing dress up in her mother's business suit.

"I just need to borrow a few pens…but don't worry, my blood will do," Kaden replied as she tried to exit once more.

"Nonsense!" Mindy exclaimed cheerily while she sat Kaden in an overstuffed armchair, the action made Axel's dog tags tinkle against her chest, "I'll get you a pen, and you can fill out the paper work right here."

"No, really, my blood's fine." She responded as she stood back up.

"Come now!" Mindy berated as she reached for Kaden's arm again, but this time she jerked out of reach.

"Don't touch me."

"What's wrong? Did I upset you? I'm sorry. Can I get you some refreshments, and some cookies?" Mindy apologized while simultaneously shooting questions at her like rapid-fire, Kaden felt a twinge of guilt, but before she could act on it, another girl stepped in from the back door.

"Mindy," The newcomer growled, "Let the Wolf be, you know how they are."

Kaden, who had started heading for the door, stiffened.

"Because they're one of the top predators in the food chain, they think they're better than us. She didn't even offer her name."

Kaden let out the breath she was holding. Really, less than five minutes here and already, she had made an enemy.

Oh, Taylor was gonna get mad when she found out Kaden had stoked an already raging fire.

"Funny, neither did you." Kaden turned around to face her.

She was considerably taller than Mindy, with short blonde hair and deep black eyes.

The girl half smiled, "You have no business here, She-Wolf."

Mindy seemed to shrink at the animosity developing and distracted herself by walking over to the gaudy white and gold gilded desk and extracted a few pens, handing them to Kaden.

Kaden stored the pens, but still didn't miss a beat in the argument, "And who's gonna make me leave?"

"Anna, please leave her alone. I shouldn't have been so persistent…"

The woman, Anna, turned her glare on Mindy, "You have no say. All you do is prance around like the world has rainbows shooting out of it's ass. You're just a baby Fox— Hell, you're a disgrace to your race. You know nothing of how things work outside the reservation!"

Mindy's face was blank as she backed away, heading for the back door from where Anna had originally emerged from, but before she left she gave one last glance at Anna, "Maybe you're just a bitter old Hyena, and you're mad because you've always had to be a scavenger. I pity you."

Kaden laughed, and when she noticed Anna glaring at her, and shrugged, "I pity 'da fool."

Anna bared her teeth at Kaden as she exited the house.

Kaden could only smirk at what she knew would be trouble in the future.

l Axel's POV l

Axel paced in the prisoner holding area.

A few men were chained against the wall, shaking in fear.

He kicked a chair out of the way, "That's not a motherfuckin' answer!"

His pacing stopped as he looked up, growling at the ceiling for patience, "Did you, or did you not have anything to do with their escape?"

The wolf chained to the far right looked up at Axel, not quite meeting his eyes, "No."

At first the prisoners had evaded answering his questions, but anger, confusion, and frustration at Kaden's departure had made Axel delve into his military training.

Data gathering could be a very cruel thing.

Axel sat on a nearby chair, one that he had yet to fling or kick, exhausted. He didn't know what he was going to do, he had no leads, no idea where his Kaden was, and it was driving him nuts.

Every time he got like this, he usually reached up to feel the dog tags that always adorned his chest, but they weren't there— not today, and that bothered him. He was very paranoid with his tags, took them everywhere, but he'd somehow misplaced them.

That's when an idea sparked his mind.

He ran out, going up the stairs and into his room.He searched frantically, but he knew he'd never find them.This was a good sign.

"MASON!" he yelled; running back down the stairs and out the door, "Get your ass back here."

A few minutes later, Mason's fiery red hair could be seen in the distance, running full speed towards Axel, his wolves were restless but they stood their ground behind their Alpha.

Axel paced impatiently as Mason went through his change, a rather painful one it seemed.

Mason stood up, his brow covered in sweat."What?" He panted out in a rush of air.

Axel shooed all the other wolves away to get privacy.When he was sure all the other wolves couldn't hear anything, he continued.

"I think they took my dog tags, more specifically Kaden."

Mason looked up at Axel skeptically, "Uh-huh. And that will help us how?"

Axel laughed, "I was in the military section A6-Shade. It holds the Hounds, Scouts, and other smaller branches. It's a part of the military few know of, and it's composed solely by Weres. The Scouts do recon, Hounds track and hunt, and Elites who excel at both do missions in Quartets. All units get special tracking dog tags that relay coordinates to Control and to each unit member. My tags, even after being off-duty for so long, are still traceable. They just need to be reactivated and I know who to call—That is, if I'm correct and Kaden took them, I'll be able to track her and Taylor."

Mason, who until now had been scowling, smirked.

"Let's get us some rogues." He said with conviction while he gave Axel a pat on the back.

Axel let out a breath, relief finally settling in his heavy heart, "Bet they won't see it coming."

He hoped the girls were prepared, cause they were gonna come for them, and he himself refused to come back empty handed.

Chapter 33: Cheese Chips Lynx them to the scene

~ Taylor's POV~

Taylor sent up a final prayer of thanks to the Rock, Paper, Scissor Gods while she eyed the luminous pink monstrosity one last time before turning her attention back out at the street, looking at the bright color for too long was starting to give her a headache.

Taylor seriously doubted such a home housed an ingenious trap filled with deadly Were-assassins with itchy claws, waiting for one sarcastic utterance.

It was more likely the—

Crunch!

Taylor jerked her head in the direction of the driver side window. It sounded like someone walking and they had turned up some loose gravel on the road. She scanned both sides of the car, taking her feet down from the dash.

But once again, everything seemed…peaceful, mundane even—if Taylor hadn't scented the fur and wild aromas around the place, she would have thought it to be a real complex for humans.

…Surely they weren't above the car somehow? No, no, they couldn't be.

As far as Taylor knew