Thread: Loup Garou: A Reservation for Werewolves (Javorcek X MissMelly)

RE Loup Garou Javorcek X MissMelly Miss Jacqueline, its time for you to wake up. Maxwell had decided to just brave stepping into the alphas room since she hadnt woken up after a few knocks to her bedroom door. You have a meeting this morning. Maxwell I thought I told you to go and Jack grumbled groggily into her pillow before picking her head up suddenly. Waitwhat? A meeting? With a groan, she pulled the blanket over her head and curled up into a ball like a child. Winter was coming, she had been too lazy to start the woodstove that heated the house last night, and now all she wanted to do was stay in her nice warm bed all day. Hmmphtell them to come back tomorrow MaxwellIm jet-lagged and tired and You know you wouldnt be so tired if you would pick a mate If I may be so bold as to suggest, Miss Jacqueline. Maxwell tried to sound nonchalant. But there was a touch of smugness in his voice. After spending the night with his mate, he felt quite refreshed this morning. Go make me breakfast, you aggravatingly bold bastard. Jack growled and hurled a pillow at her butler, which of course missed and harmlessly plopped onto the ground a few feet away from Max. Hmmph! How dare he suggest that she mate with one of those idiotic young males that always clamored for her attention?! While homosexual wolves werent unheard of, it was definitely odd for an alpha to have the tastes that Jacqueline had. Though, as grumpy as she was, she remembered her manners, and added a please to her request for breakfast. Of course, Miss. Max picked up the pillow, fluffed it, and then placed it back onto the bed before heading towards the door, leaving Jacqueline to get ready for the day. --- With her shoulder-length brown hair slicked back to expose her regal neck and strong jawline, as well as a form-fitting white button down and pair of hip-hugging jeans, Jacqueline was fairly certain that she looked quite handsome this morning. Not beautiful, not pretty, but handsome. On days where she had meetings with individuals of unknown genders since Maxwell was being very secretive about this whole meeting he had scheduled for her, Jack preferred to dress in a way that danced between genders. It made males respect her for brandishing her strength rather than her femininity, and females feel safe in the presence of a powerful, confident alpha. For now she sat in her study with the fireplace going. She loved the smell of old books, burning wood, and musky old log cabin this was definitely one of her favorite rooms in the house. Before her were a couple of legal documents that had been sent to her for review. Just the usual nonsensical bureaucratic loops that the government made them jump through in order to have them keep their reservation status. But her attention was drawn away from the papers as a familiar hand knocked on her door and she looked up just in time to see Max leading in a very- gorgeous looking young woman. Pleasehave a seat. Jacqueline offered the girl a polite smile and motioned to the chair on the other side of the fine oak desk that she was sitting at. She cleared what she was working on off to the side to show that the new girl had her complete attention, and then patiently listened as Lia ran through her story. Aldo Jack repeated the name, twirling it about in her head as she tried to match it to a face. She met so many people in her line of work and it was hard to keep track. But usually she was fairly good at remembering the names of wolves. And while she hadnt ever met Jonathan Aldo herself, she did recognize the surname Aldo as one that belonged to a line of alphas from Vancouver. A banished Aldo She studied the other girl quite critically after that comment. There were few reasons that a wolf was banished from their pack. She didnt smell like the type that sold out her family to hunters. Nor did she look like she had it in her to kill another wolf. So what was it then? A bastard child Yes, that must be it. Aldo mustve mated with a girl far beneath his class and then the pack had pressured for the mother and daughter to be removed. You may live on the reservation Im not the type to turn away a pretty stray. Jack said after a moment of thought. She didnt see any harm that the girl could possibly cause anyways. We have some smaller cabins for wolves that come to us without anything of their own. They are a bit moreprimitive. No running water, heat, or electricity. But they do have fireplaces, kerosene lamps, and there are communal bathrooms close by. Close by meant a nice fifteen minute walk in the cold, depending on the cabin. But for werewolves with nowhere else to go, the cabins were a lot better than life on the street. But if you have skills that are useful to the pack, or useful to meperhaps we could negotiate other living arrangements. Lia looked young, but her eyes were bright and Jacqueline was sure she saw intelligence behind those lovely blue orbs. Perhaps shed make a good secretary. But she was also very prettypowerful alphas did enjoy keeping playthings for themselves. And Jack could definitely use a willing female to help relieve some of the sexual frustration that always cursed wolves so close to the full moon. So what tricks can you do, whelp? Jack grinned, only to show that she was being playful so that the young woman didnt take offense to her question.