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“Oh. I would have been looking for this later. Can I buy you a coffee, to say thank you?”
“Me and my keen eyesight,” she joked uncomfortably, before shooting the boy a quirk of her lips. “Only if you let me buy you a pastry, or something.”
“Possibly,” Tyler replied flatly, though he could have sworn he had seen a set of fangs on her. The stress and pressure to succeed might have been getting to him, and he crossed his arms, surveying the girl from head to toe. He chewed on his bottom lip for a moment before deciding to speak up once again. “Do you believe in fairytales?”
“I think so. I’ve never seen you before in my life,” Amanda rambled, shaking her head. Her irritation may have gotten the better of her; had he witnessed her eyes, her fangs? She shoved her hands in her jacket pockets, nails back to their comfortably bitten state. “Fairytales? You mean like, Jack and the Beanstalk, Cinderella...” she prompted, expression clueless.
“Well then who was it? Dude, look, your shoes are covered in flour.”
“Okay, in my defense, I work at a coffee shop. Flour and icing sugar get on everything.”
“I’m sorry, what was that?”
“I think you dropped this?”
“Oh my god. What did you do?”
“So…you’re one of them? I knew it.”
“What? One of who? I think you have the wrong girl.”
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“Sadly, I was the plus one. She’s going to find me, though. I can feel it.”
“See, I didn’t think I was gonna get an invite in the first place. Here’s hoping we stay off the radar.”
Hiding from my date is more fun than the actual party.
“I only just managed to get rid of mine. Remind me next time that a plus one isn’t worth it.”
He couldn’t disagree with her anyone on that since there were more of them than her. It did seem like they were trying to bully her. Of course it wasn’t his intent when he brought them out. He thought they were go for more foes and not just one, but they were young and most likely though that if they beat up one guy it counted as them being tough. It didn’t. It would only make them look weak. He shouldn’t defend them. If she were to take all three of them out it would give them a lesson that they needed to learn.He was so tempted to just let her do it even thought the magic was building in him to use. He had more control than his friends behind him. “I do believe you owe the lady an apology.” he turned to them. “Since you three decided to gang up one someone who is alone.” he stepped aside. Of course, there was always one of them that was reluctant while the other two just apologized and the warlock has no patience for it. He demanded that the young wolf apologize mentioning Lucas name to control him. Yes,he was the trusted adviser of the alpha leader but some of the wolves felt like he had no control over them and though he did, he normally just took the easy way out and said something about the alpha. Thus making him apologize. “A lone wolf.” He was amused by it. Maybe the three of them could sense that and that was why they went after her. “You are the first wolf i have met that isn’t part of a pack. Why is that?”Â
She couldn’t blame the man. Yes, she could blame the three now-grumpy looking wolves standing behind him, but not he himself. He was being perfectly civil to her, and after a night of spilled drinks and sexist remarks and bar fights, civil was unusual. Still, she couldn’t understand why he sided with them: something about protecting them? While she was around, they might need him. However, the man managed to eke out an apology from all three of the brutes nonetheless, and Amanda’s posture relaxed slightly. At an unfamiliar name - Lucas - her ears pricked, but she kept a wary look upon her face; this was an odd enough situation, nevermind a mysterious leader. He had to be the alpha — no other name would cause the wolves to conform. As the man continued, she chewed her lip, drawing accidental blood: really, she didn’t have to answer it, but she felt obliged to defend herself. “I’m not into this whole wolf thing,” her words came out snappier than intended. “I didn’t choose this, and I wouldn’t if I had the choice. I'll look out for myself.”
“I’m sure you won’t make a habit of it.” He gave a nod, with a small smile. “Prefer the greenery, compared to the city?”Â
“Maybe not,” she managed to grin. “See, I was born and raised in the city, but sometimes it all gets a little overwhelming.”
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“I would hardly say they picked on you.” though there were more of them, it seemed she was holding her own well. Christian was all for just letting them duel it out. After all it would give the young wolves a chance to release all the built up anger they had going on, but she was out matched. It was uneven and certainly unfair. “I wouldn’t interfere if i hadn’t though you wouldn’t be able to take down at least two of them. I may not have started this but it would be in no ones best interest to continue this.” he claimed. “You want me to get out of your way while you handle them, i can understand that, but I’m asking you to stand down. I will handle them and save you the trouble.” there were only so many words he was going to have for her before he was just going to let her fight them. even if she took all three of them down which wasn’t likely. they were young, but they their were three of them and anger was a hell of a thing to have in a fight. He looked back to them and raised a hand after one of them said his name. They knew better than to pick on a single person. They would mess with other wolves, even vampires if they wanted, but a single wolf was out of the question. Still he wasn’t sure if she was actually alone. A pack of wolves could show up out of no where to protect her for all he knew. “Go wait in the car.” he didn’t like talking to them like children but if that is how they were going to act then he had no choice but to. “As long as i know that you wont have other wolves looking for them, we have no further altercation here.” Â
“Three versus one is what I’d call picking on someone. And trust me, I don’t like bullies,” Amanda stated carelessly, narrowed eyes darting from face to face. Yes, there were three of them, or four with the warlock, but she was certain she could fight her way out if necessary. She didn’t exactly look like a brawler; skinny and gawky, and a woman, it seemed like she was definitely outmatched. However, she was angry, and fighting was something she’d done all her life — whether it was as a kid, roaming the streets with just her fists and bony elbows, or as she’d grown and taken an interest in boxing, in martial arts, in self-defense. Living in a city like this, even before she’d been bitten, she’d known how to handle herself. Now, with the few benefits that bring one of them brought, her ability to get into trouble was quite astounding, but her ability to get out of it was even better. “I’m not lookin’ for a fight. Tell them to suck it up and take it back, or I will,” she informed him; another flare of anger rising at the back of her mind. As the man continued to speak, she listened, granting him that small courtesy; suspicious, she considered her words before answering his final statements. “I’m alone,” Amanda stated slowly. “I don’t have a pack.”
“Triston.” He said, and gave a nod as well. “It sure isn’t, but I’m always up to doing something new, even if it involves strangers answering my rhetorical questions.” He joked, and gave a shrug.
“Pleasure’s all mine,” she greeted with a twist of her lips, features forming an amused smile at the man’s words. “Well, I don’t usually meet strangers in the woods asking rhetorical questions — and that’s a sentence I never thought I’d say.”
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Maybe he should have let it go one and see what this other wolf had, but he wasn’t going to allow anyone of the wolves he brought along to get hurt becasue he was foolish enough to let them act up. She was nice enough to call him mister which made him feel old so he rolled his eyes, slightly, but it was still a noticeable roll. “It wouldn’t be the first time.” he tilted his head to the left side. He didn’t want this to get any worse than it was. Sometimes, very rarely, he wondered why did he bother with the wolves. He wasn’t one of them and he never would be, but they were his life. He was constantly reminded why they were family and why he left home in the first place. “You see, these wolves—” he waved a hand out to the few of them. “Are part of a pack. A pack which i help protect. It was my own mistake for thinking that they would be find away from the other pack members for a while, but i have come to realize that wolves tend to keep other wolves in tact. So, dear girl,  the point is this is my fight and i cannot  nor will not allow you to hurt them.” he told firmly. “If you want to fight, by all means do—” he stepped to the side. “but just know i will help them.”
She tried to be reasonable. Didn’t she? It wasn’t even than Amanda particularly wanted a fight; but the wolves opposite her looked a lot angrier at the situation than she did. They wanted fresh meat, but she’d be damned before that was her. “Look,” she faltered for a second trying to conjure a name she didn’t know — she had no clue to the man’s name, or anything about him, so she left the gap blank. Intending to speak again, she paused once more when he began to talk, face creased with a jumbled mix of both irritation, anger, and less obvious intrigue. “So you’d let them pick on me,” she considered, hands still raised protectively — just in case. “You’d help them. Four against one isn’t fair,” she stated slowly; it was obvious from her voice she wasn’t complaining, but rather assessing the situation. Still, she shrugged it off, eyebrows furrowing in another momentary burst of rage. “You didn’t start this fight. They did,” she jerked a thumb to the three vicious looking wolves she’d ended up brawling with. “I didn’t start it, but I intend to finish it. I didn’t come here for a fight, but you’ll need to think again if you think I’ll let them beat me up. So either call them off, or I’ll do it for you,” she finished, gaze steady.
