Brenda had been assured by Solange that there would be plenty of
meat for her, with Lisa's permission of course. Debra and the rest of the pack had transformed and escorted Wendy back to Evansville.
Since they had to be cautions, it was well past four in the afternoon when they arrived back at Debra's home. Lisa and Solange arrived a half hour later.
"Alright guys," said Lisa. "We had quite a mess at the Cramer
home. Brenda overreacted and sunk her fangs into the arm of a ten
year old girl. She's been punished for the month."
This caused quite a stir among the pact, it actually seemed quite lenient for the offense.
"The ONLY reason for this leniency is that there had been some
confusion over what I wanted her to do, otherwise that would have been it for Brenda. Do you understand me, sisters? I will NEVER ask you to gift a child. Never! So consider Brenda's punishment a warning. Any questions? Yes, Debra?"
"Er, Lisa, for the sake of Wendy, and her brother Marco, what is
the rule of discovery. We had to leave him behind of course, we did not see him or smell him, as far as we can tell, he does not know anything about us, but considering the circumstances, he's obviously bewildered about his sister..."
Lisa nodded, understanding. She turned to the glossy black wolf
before her, stroking her head. "Wendy, if Marco were to know of your gift, we'd have to gift him as well, sweetie."
Wendy nodded somberly.
"Only a few special people in the government...as you well know, even know we exist."
"The other question, my Alpha, is what the heck was going on over at the Cramer house, eh?"
"Simple and brutal Deb. Since we have to assume Terry Cramer
was going to tell others about us, we would simply make sure that his father would already be one of us if he told him."
"Oh, I see. So now he'll actually be coming home to a family of
TWO werewolves thanks to Brenda? Awfully convenient for our little
family, isn't it?"
"Not at all Debra, why would you say that? It throws a monkey
wrench in things. Girls, I explained to Brenda that I have no idea what will happen to Tina. I mean...will she change next month? When she reaches puberty? When she turns eighteen? Never? Tonight? I don't fucking KNOW. What will be her nature? I don't know guys, it's something we'll have to watch carefully."
Debra nodded her agreement, but she was a bit put out over this
new development. Certainly the non-fatal shooting of Wendy had given them reason to expand the pack, but with the defeat of Ramer, wouldn't it be more prudent to keep things small. Something was definately going on with her friend and lover.
"If there are no more questions," said Lisa, we'll adjourn for now. "I have no plans for tonight, so it will be fun and frolic..." she remembered something else and went over to the refrigerator behind the bar and pulled out two bottles of Dom Perignon and some glasses. "I'd like to propose a toast to our newest sisters: Agent Wendy Patel of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, and Debra's daughter and mine, Heather Peters and Dita Singer!"
After the cheers had died down, Lisa anounced again. "Moonrise
is at 6:38...so I will see you all there.