Dante
I duck as shots are rung out in the air. Heavy breathing makes my chest pound faster. I jog as fast as I could to him. His dark shadowy figure darts in and out of the ally as I keep my eyes on him. The gun was in my hand. Steel sliver ready to shoot when the time was right.
Another shot rings out at me in the dead of the night. I duck. Missing the bullet that had targeted my way. I go to let a single shot ring out.
My cape behind me gets in the way. The guy darts faster down the ally. He was getting away. I could not let him out of my sights.
"And that is a wrap! Good job Dante!" calls out my director Noah Williams.
I sigh. I had done this chase about three times today already.
"Are you sure we got the take?" I grumble.
He nods as he comes to my side with the clip board.
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"You know it makes no sense" I mutter.
"What?" he asks me.
"Werewolves only come out at night. But they can shift" I point out. "Landon makes a shitty ass wolf" I remark.
"We know that you love me" laughs Landon Wells.
"Not really. I have saw better wolfs in my time" I remark.
"You make a better Dracula. We talked about this before Dante" sighs my director.
"I wanted the part of Samson the wolf" I point out.
"The hero is the vampire" he reminds me.
"You were fantastic sir" soft spoken Novah Calvert says as she comes to my side with a coffee in her hands for me. I take it.
I nod then smile as she stares intently at me with her chocolate brown eyes that hid behind those dark rimmed black glasses of hers. She might have pretty eyes if she wore contacts.
And stopped hiding behind those glasses. She had her dark brown curly hair pulled up in her famous messy bun again today. Wearing black leggings and a muscle shirt. A gray one with a flannel shirt that draped over it. She had on black boots that went up to her ankles.
Novah was my personal assistant she was there to help me when I needed her. And she was a fairly good one. I had not had to fire her. The agency had sent her over here for me. So far, we were a good match.
Time would tell if I had her stick around. I found it annoying that Hollywood casted me as a vampire when the funny thing was in real life...I was a werewolf. But the director said I did not make a convincing werewolf? Really?
Now I was stuck playing this part of Victor this wimpy vampire on the show Luna Moon. It was the next hit series to hit tv since Buffy. I hated vampires. Any werewolf did. And I was playing one.
My parents would roll over in their graves if they only knew. I was stuck with this Hollywood contract for now. Until this season ended. Then I might find some other work.
Right now, this show was hot. So was I.
I glance up at the sky. It was getting dark. I had to be getting home soon before I shifted to a werewolf here in front of them all and show them why I was a better fit for a part of a werewolf then the vampire. I listen to everyone talking. And I glance down at my smart watch. I had to get out of there.
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"Hey guys have a good night I have to go" I excuse myself from my friends to head on home.
"Dante?" I hear her call after me. "Sir?" she stammers as she nearly trips on her own two feet.
"Yes Novah?" I ask.
I stop to talk to her.
"Is there anything you need for me to have ready for you? You know for tomorrow?" she wants to know.
"Not that I can think of. I can always text you" I remind her. I smile.
"Alright sir. You really were fantastic" she brags on me.
She had a sweet smile when she actually showed it. She blushes.
"Thanks, Novah. Have a good night" I tell her.
"You to sir" she says.
I head on my way to my car in the dark parking lot. It was closer to my time to shift. I had to drive home before someone saw me change. I did not need all of Hollywood to know I was really a wolf.
A wolf in hiding. Trying to live a normal life. I did not ask to be born a wolf. Or want to lead a pack. Not like my brother wanted to lead ours. I left that all behind back in Alaska.
I go to unlock my Mercedes car. It was a sleek red and black number. I worked hard for it.
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"Give me your keys" I hear someone snarl from behind me.
I feel a gun or knife in my back.
"Look I don't want any trouble" I whisper.
Troublemakers.
Some hung out trying to rob the rich. Gang members. I left my weapon in the car. I could not shift yet and tare this guy limb from limb like I should do.
"Drop your wallet and keys" he demands behind me.
I feel my hands shake as I dig for my wallet. Feeling weak as hell.
I glance to see if I could see the robber. It was a young punk.
A teen.
"Look the other way" he snaps a demand with anger in his voice.
He shoves me to the car hard. I hear it. A howl in the night. A dog like howl.
He gasps. "Are they still working on the show?" he demands to know.
"Some might" I stammer.
He glances around. Nothing. I see nothing.
"Give me your money!" he demands. "then you won't get hurt"
I go to drop it as he says. Another howl rings out. I did not think there were any other wolves in this area other than me? Maybe family was visiting me?
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"I will shoot him! Get back" orders the scared punk as he holds onto me.
The punk screams as I hear snarling attacks and then I fall to the floor as he drops me and the gun to the ground. I scramble and grab the gun. The guy is screaming. I hear a wolf attack. I stand up to see who the attacker was that was saving me. I had to know them.
"Brother?" I call out. I see a wolf hoovering over the body of the man that had attacked me.
The wolf looks right at me. Wild eyed. That scent. The deep brown golden eyes met mine. Wild as could be. I knew this wolf. Somehow, I knew.
"My mate?!" I stammer.
They take off. Leaving the body of the attacker on the floor there. I call 911. And look as I could see no sign of the wolf. The cops show and take off with the man.
"Dante what happened?" asks Novah as she makes her way to the car.
"I was almost robbed" I tell her with shock.
"You poor thing are you okay? Do you need a doctor?" she asks.
I shake my head. "I will be alright" I tell her.
My mate had found me. How? I had gone out of my way so I could not find my mate!
"Are you sure you don't want to see a doctor?" Novah asks me.
I nod. "I need to go home" I sigh. "It has been a really long night" I tell her.
"I am glad you are safe sir" she says as her brown eyes look at me. She did not have her glasses on.
"Novah where are your glasses?" I ask.
She glances down and grabs them. "They fall all the time" she laughs nervously. They had been on the ground by where the man had been attacked by the wolf.
"Mr. Emery we need to talk about the other attacker" says the cop.
"Of course," I say.
I talk to the cops about the attack before I can finally head home for the night.
My mate was in town. How had she found me? How long had she been in town? How long was she planning on staying?
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