"Why don't you go to the gym, and then I'll go get our shorts?" I offered. "Then I'll text Josh to tell you I've got your phone and wallet."
"But--"
"No buts!" I poked Ethan's beefy chest with my finger, pressing hard. "Josh is a great guy. Just go to the gym and have a good workout. Okay?"
His eyes went wide. "Okay," Ethan said.
"Thank you," I said. I'll see you when you're done. And then we can talk more. So go enjoy your workout and show me the alpha I know you are." Adding a slap to his firm ass. He jumped, looked at me, but a fraction of a smile creeped out of the sides of his lips.
"Alright," Ethan said as he walked towards the gym.
With Ethan gone, I pulled out the notebook again and then headed towards the pond. It was a surprisingly long walk. Ethan's jumps must have been far larger than I originally thought. Or maybe it was just the amount of terror running through me as I felt like a cape blowing in the wind as he ran through the forest. After about a half an hour hike I finally made it back to the pond. Somehow it looked even better in the daylight than at night. The peaceful sounds of birds chirping and some ducks swimming in there made it look all the more peaceful.
I sat down on the cliff just to take it all in. A deep breath and I felt completely at ease. However, I pulled the notebook over to me and then quickly wrote, 'Ethan Montgomery will have a great time with Corey Johnson and Josh Stanlin.' The ink dried and then a feeling of ease washed over me. No more to worry about with him. However, with that ease there, I couldn't help but get another idea. 'Ethan Montgomery is only an alpha puppy and is still growing. His wolf half loves the workout and each time he works out will be like a month of workouts for a normal human.'
"Perfect..." I leaned back thinking about just how much bigger he could possibly get. However, a broken twig caught my attention.
"Really lovely spot, ain't it?"
I looked over my shoulder to see a guy in a tight black shirt and khaki shorts. He looked incredibly muscular and a bit older than any student who should have been here. Even stranger was the need for sunglasses in a forest, that he seemed to refuse to remove. "Uhhh... Yeah?"
"May I join you?" he asked.
"I guess?"
He came over and plopped down next to me. He looked so much bigger than I originally thought. His shirt clung to his body and the sleeves wrapped tightly around his arms. Not to mention just how big his hands were. I hadn't even noticed the black leather gloves until they touched the rocky cliff face. "Really beautiful spot. It would have been awful if it was filled with blood last night."
Words were caught in my mouth. I couldn't help but let out a cough and struggled to get out a, "wh-what?"
"Well," he removed his shades and rested them on his hat. "That beast carried you all the way here and it would have been terrible if he killed you."
"Killed me?! He wasn't going to kill me!" I raised my voice.
The man let out a laugh. His eyes narrowed as he looked out towards the pond. "That's what they all say. But he's a beast. An uncontrollable animal that will kill the moment he gets the chance." I just glared. He clearly didn't feel the daggers that I was staring into him. "He's not your friend. Doesn't matter how much time you two spent in high school. He's an animal now."
"No he's not!" I jabbed my pencil into my finger, trying to calm down. Hearing him chuckle at my outburst only frustrated me more. I forced myself to calm down. But his eyes didn't go to me at all. I grinded my teeth. 'The man sitting next to me will truthfully answer any question that I ask him.' I only assumed that ink dried and everything changed. "Why are you telling me this?"
"It's for your safety. Still, you're lucky I was there. Some of the other guys wanted to shoot anyways," he said. "None of them cared if you got hurt."
"Okay? Are we being recorded right now?"
"Of course," he answered. Though, his eyes looked back at me. He looked at me without a care in the world. Mine narrowed. I quickly added another sentence to the notebook. 'Any device currently recording us broke the moment the man sitting next to me could see me.'
"Of course," I replied. "And what's your name?"
"William Black," he answered. "Agent Black to everyone that I work with. But Will to my friends."
"Alright Will--"
"I don't know if we're friends," Agent Black smiled.
I forced a smile. "Did you want to kill Ethan last night?"
"Absolutely not," Agent Black said. "It took a lot of convincing, but I got the other guys to listen."
"Then I think we're friends Will," I said. He nodded. "Did you only come here to warn me about Ethan?"
He rummaged into one of his pockets and pulled out a small little ball. "I came to give you some of these." The then crushed one between his finger and thumb and a orange powder shot out at me. Then I smelled it.
"OHMYGOD! What the fuck is that!?" I pulled my shirt up over my nose but the strong bitter scent still invaded my nostrils. I couldn't help but gag and cough as it was the only thing I could focus on. My eyes burned and tears ran down my cheeks. I could barely see.
"That? That's a werewolf defense ball. Just one ball can keep a werewolf off ya even if they're 100 yards away. At least the 5 minutes. They usually adapt pretty quickly and then can handle the pain depending on how pissed off they are," Will described.
I rubbed my eyes and tried to get some fresh air. "How can you stand that!?"
"Nose blind," Will smiled pointing at his nose. He seemed to be getting more comfortable around me. Then stood up and dumped the balls into my pocket. "Just take a couple, just in case. Just make sure you keep yourself safe friend. Alright?" He held up the shorts with a large claw mark down the side. Then slid them over to me.
"Alright..." I was still rubbing my eyes as he left. "Motherfucker..." I groaned as I sat back down. The pain in my nose was still there and tears wouldn't stop coming out of my eyes. I grabbed my notebook and wrote in it. 'Every type of ball that William Black just gave me will automatically activate in any of the agents that intend to cause any harm to Ethan Montgomery.'
"Fuckers," I repeated. Then grabbed our shorts and headed back to campus.