Fireworks howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers.
When it rains trouble, it pours trouble on Talbot's Peak. Mayor Gil has bought some time... but...
However, Delvezio couldn't be happier. He figures all he has to do is prove himself to his Amazon warrioress... but yeah, always easier howled, then accomplished. Right?
His Amazon Warrioress
"Wolf," Kazmyra spat at the tall, oddly-garbed shapeshifter. She hauled back on the reins, preparing to do battle. "If you value your life, you will not attack."
Not two body's lengths away, the man stood staring up at her -- yet offered no sign he meant her harm. She had watched him leap from his strange metal wagon, then race toward her. No other from his gathering followed. Nor did any other of the shapeshifter inhabitants approach.
Never in all her days had she witnessed the signature energy forms of so many who could alter themselves to animal. Any moment, Kazmyra expected a charging vicious attack. Thus far, all she observed was curiosity carving the faces of those who watched her like a family of hawks.
The alpha man who continued devouring her with his gaze, did so from carnal desire, and from a ravenous wish to learn about her. That was in her favor in this peculiar land.
"Wolf," he repeated. "Yes, I am man and wolf. My name is Delvezio." He spoke in a broken version of her language, and while the sound of his voice was pleasing, his accent was utterly unfamiliar to her ear.
"I greet you in the name of all who live here." The wolf human smiled, but not wide enough to bare his teeth.
"Here. What is this place? Where is this place?" Kazmyra soothed her nervous mare, stroking her neck. No doubt the unusual smells disturbed her.
'You have been brought to the future.'
The witch entered her mind with ease, and Kazmyra started before she could control herself. She grabbed hold of her lance's hilt, while scanning for the source of the supernatural voice. A woman with red-flowing hair similar in color to hers moved cautiously toward the wolf man, Delvezio.
'The lightning from the dying beast opened a pathway to this time, this place,' the witch explained. Her language couldn't be determined. It was the pictures flooding Kazmyra's head that caused her to understand, to realize she had been catapulted far, far away from her land. Her time on the MotherLand.
As the monster of uncertainty seized Kazmyra, she fought, dismissing her enemy, fear.
"This is Sapphyra, a friend." The wolf embraced the witch's shoulders to demonstrate his words.
"She understands me telepathically." Again, the witch's language remained a mystery as she spoke to Delvezio.
'I am telling him I can speak to your mind.' The woman, Sapphyra, sent waves of calmness, of a desire to help.
Able to sense deception despite any meek appearance, Kazmyra stated, "Tell Sapphyra I will accept her help. I am lost from my home land. Is there a place I might stay, where my battle skills will be useful?"
Delvezio repeated the Amazon's words, then asked, "Sapphyra, can you get leave from the bank today?"
"I was practically shoved out the door when I said I could possibly communicate with our newest arrival." Sapphyra gave a small, somewhat nervous laugh. "El Presidente said they'd survive without my managerial and psychic input."
"The Bull Man would say that." Delvezio shot what he hoped was a reassuring smile to the warrioress, who watched them with fierce, blue-jewel eyes. "She can stay at the ranch I've been renovating. First, why don't you establish a relationship with her. Anything you think she needs I'll pay for. I've got this unavoidable meeting with Mayor Gil —"
"No, you don't," Gil announced from somewhere behind Delvezio. "Since you evidently speak her...her language, I designate you in charge of making our latest arrival feel welcome."
From the mouth of destiny to the mayor's mouth... that's how Delvezio saw it. Inside he rejoiced. Yeah-howls! A full effing river of happiness overtook him, body and soul.
"How do you know her language?" Sapphyra was asking, even as she kept a friendly eye contact with the warrioress, who encompassed them with her intent gaze.
"My parents," Delvezio silently sent his thanks to them. "They researched, translated, and spoke ancient languages related to our heritage."
"There is a place where you are welcome, and needed for defense," Delvezio formally addressed, while his heart danced a tango. "You and your magnificent horse."
Meeting of the Alpha Minds At O’Malley’s Gin Joint
Questions, like a hive of pissed off bees, buzzed in Delvezio's head. Fresh from the meeting with Mayor Gil, and the townsfolk, he and Dante strode side-by-side toward O'Malley's Gin Joint, a venerable institution in the Peak – and a safe haven from the SkyNet surveillance now aimed at Talbot's Peak territory.
To not give away their tech-advanced hand, their cyber team allowed a certain amount of spying, often subtly scrubbing the gathered info later. In this instance, the chessboard move had been deemed necessary, given the dire situation in Talbot's Peak.
A block away from the gin joint, Dante gave the hand signal that their cyber shield had been activated – this, under the guise of his friendly wave to someone who hollered his name.
"What the hell just happened in there?" Delvezio growled only for Dante's ears. "Besides protecting the mayor from those ready to call for a new election?"
"Yeah, had to put on a show to save Gil from a recall petition. We also had to act to save his were-squirrel butt from outside enemy forces." As he spoke, Dante took hold of Kitty's hand, bringing her close to his side."After you left for town, Basque wolfman, our AI-assassin girl dug deeper and found a new threat, not only to the mayor, but to every living soul in TP territory."
"A cat and mouse game directly from the evil empire." Righteous anger colored Kitty's outwardly calm voice.
"The whole fracking thing is a front for infiltration...for bad-guy occupation of our territory," Delvezio muttered in a low growl. "Gil didn't realize that, did he?"
"He thought after a meeting with Dante that he was making the right move by providing certain statistics to save our mountain water supply," Kitty offered. "I didn't realize how much the mayor was being pressured...blackmailed even. Threats were made against his children."
"Gil didn't want a midnight werewolf hunt, either," Dante growly added. "So, he played the political game. Biding for time. Said he didn't have time to contact me beforehand."
"The mayor still doesn't realize what we're really facing, does he?" Delvezio mused.
"Howls to hell, right on, Basque wolfman. Our Witch's Circle picked up on that fracking-op a few days ago, and warned me there was a real bad moon rising on the Peak. But we didn't have a reference point, or a designated enemy. Shadows remained shadows whenever our witches and psychics sought answers. On top of that our cyber team was too busy discovering ways to stealthily eliminate any and all census data from the state's computers, and from the NSA's digital cloud."
"Yeah, alpha-boss, I got it." Delvezio shoved open the door to O'Malley's for Dante and Kitty, then handed off to Vernon.
A sense of relief instantly flooded him. The older werewolf owner, Keirnan O'Malley, didn't allow any type of e-device in his vintage-style gin joint, and had with Dante's assistance, used key materials to insulate from wi-fi signals -- plus other harmful EMFs. And the coup de grace, O'Malley had outfitted his basement conference room with further shielding superior to a Faraday cage.
Most of Dante's Alpha Protection team waited in the conference room for a meeting of the minds. The temporary truce between Dante and his sire, Damien, still held, and once they entered, Delvezio scented the vicious werewolf, who had originally taken over Talbot's Peak. His top pack members were present, and surrounded their alpha, arms folded, legs braced.
In the far corner, Zhere Ghan regally perched on an over-sized pillow. His contingent of ninjas ringed him. Of late the Tiger Yakuza leader had proven to be a true ally in defending the Peak. Delvezio figured it was because the tiger shifter possessed a healthy sense of self preservation, and wanted to keep his local empire.
White Fang gave Dante a quick wink, the signal that the situation was under control. The super wolf, and another one of his kind, Night Runner, would be acting as referees -- for all intents and purposes, bad-ass bouncers. If needed.
Delvezio stationed himself near one of the exits, prepared to assist White Fang and Night Runner. And to speak should Dante give him the nod.
"Gentlemen, Ladies, I trust whatever food and drink you requested has been served," Dante began, his alpha authority obvious behind a soft paw. Once the murmurs and nods ceased, he continued. "Let's get this show on the road then. As some of you know, we face a military occupation of Talbot's Peak territory. Let me say, all ideas and solutions will be entertained. However, I ask that you hear me and my Protection team out first."
Wishing you love and passion on the wild side ~
Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance