I could hear the truck a mile away. Another girl who'll be ruined. I hated this part of the job. I wish I could just go back to my pack, but we need women who have wolf blood running through their veins and the High Alpha thought this was a good way to find them and save someone at the same time. But what about the human women who didn't have our blood. They were left to suffer. Not all of them suffer. Most of them do as they're told and are shown a high-class life and then they don't even want to fight back but the ones that give them a hard time don't see that kind of life. I know we found a lot of our kind this way, but I hated what these pigs did to the ones that fought them. Thankfully I only need to find one more female and then my time is done.
When I found a woman with wolf blood I would have one of my pack members on standby with a woman to take her place. We told the women who would take the wolves place exactly what they would be doing. We didn't lie about any of it. These women were from poor families that wanted to live a better life and didn't care if they had to lay on their backs a couple of times a day. The women who lived the high class life only had a couple of clients a day since the client pays so much.
When we couldn't find a replacement in time we had to get a body from the body farm that matched the woman as much as we could. The body farm is a place in Mexico that buys the dead bodies from the families that couldn't afford to bury them. The body farm would then sell the bodies to schools for students to practice on or scientists to do experiments on. Thankfully the body farm cared more about money than paperwork.. We would leave the body somewhere in the desert and find it later. It always looked like she became lost in the desert and died while trying to run away.
It isn't a lie. Women tried to run all the time. The human women who run are found pretty quickly since there are some wolves within the Cartel. Rarely one gets away and we end up finding their bodies in the desert. It's never a pretty scene when we find them. Coyotes and other wild animals have ripped the bodies and the body isn't always in one piece.
I've been in this Cartel for three years now. I just need one more female wolf and I'll be done. I can't wait to get back to the Clan. My entire pack is waiting for me tonight. They have been hoping this would be the last one for the last two girls the Cartel has bought. Those two were human but you know that saying. Third time's the charm right?
As Alpha of my pack it's my responsibility to find twenty-five females with our blood in order to form my pack and receive my own territory. I have to find these female wolves and talk them into joining our Clan. From there they can choose a pack to join. I've found twenty-six female wolves but two of them didn't want to join our Clan because they already belonged to a Clan. They were kidnapped and drugged by human traffickers while on vacation. Those two didn't count since they didn't join our Clan. They went back to their own Clan. While I did this my pack brothers established our territory and built our house.
I didn't have to find a replacement woman this time. If she was a wolf then I would need to disappear as well. Only bodies can get me out without any questions. It's not like the Cartel has the ability to check the DNA of the body to make sure it's me. As long as it fits my description it will be enough. Juan was the one who would find the bodies to verify it's me anyways. No one's going to question him. If she turns out to be human then I'll just bring her to her new home as an escort.
Even though this may not be my last job my replacement spy has already been put in place for the Juarez Cartel. Juan went deeper into the business then I did. I think he likes acting like the tough guy with his fancy suits. But I think he's too deep. It's going to be hard to get him out if he even wants to get out seeing how comfortable he's become with his role. He didn't even request to form a pack.
The truck finally pulls up to the meeting spot. I man jumps out of the driver's seat and starts to walk around to the passenger side door. I laugh to myself as I look at him. He looks like a hard-boiled egg with oversized arms and legs and a hairy face. His smell hits me as soon as he steps out of the truck. It's so bad it makes my nose sting. One of the downsides of being a shifter. I'm just thankful I'm not in wolf form or it would be so much worse.
I can tell he's not human but he's not a wolf either. If I had to guess he was a dragon. But the smell is weak, like he hasn't let his dragon out in a long time causing his dragon to become weak and feral. As a shifter you need to let your other half out a couple times a month. If he let his dragon out now I have no doubt that it would be insane and refuse to give him back his body. He would end up a dragon for the rest of his life and that dragon would go on a rampage destroying everything in its path until someone killed him. That was too reckless of him to neglect his other half for so long. With how weak his dragon smelled it must have been years since he let him out. Dragons were known for being the strongest of all shifters. Smelling him now he smelled weaker than a fox.
Foxs were the only shifters weaker than wolves. Fox's were rare though. Long ago other shifters had attacked them to force them into slavery. This cut their numbers down. Even though they were weak they didn't give up. They fought to the death to keep their freedom.
The egg man opens the passenger door to reveal an unconscious woman. Her hair is covering her face so I can't see her but I smell her. Her scent almost knocks me off my feet. She has a fresh sweet smell like the smell of a forest after a rainstorm and it's drawing me in. It reminds me of my pack. All the smaller packs find each other through smell, which most of them do while others form random packs. We're just drawn to each other. One thing is for certain she's a wolf. Probably not even half wolf from the smell. Her scent is off though. She smells like she has human blood so her wolf should be weak but her scent has power behind it. Something is definitely off. She's passed out so maybe she's been drugged and that's throwing off her scent.
The thought that she could be our pack's female keeps running through my head. Did I just find our mate on my last find? I'm hit with her smell again stronger this time and the desire to protect her overwhelms me. I almost stepped out of the darkness to grab her. But the man starts to move again, bringing me out of my trance.
The egg man brushes the hair out of her face as he turns her head towards him. My eyes immediately focus on the dark swollen bruise on the left side of her face near her eye. He fuckin hit her! He hit my mate! I'll kill him! A sudden burst of rage hits me in the core of my stomach and I have to swallow a growl. I want to rip off the hand that hit her. But I stay put so as to not give my location away. She'll be mine soon enough. I'll have Juan deal with him.
I can see that his hands are moving but I can't see where they are on her body due to his large egg-shaped stomach. Suddenly her eyes pop open and she takes a swing at him but she's not fast enough but that doesn't stop her from swinging with her other hand which he catches as well. He says something to her I can't hear. But her response to it I picked up just fine.
"Fuck you, you disgusting pig!" she yells at him before spitting in his face. Good girl I think. But then he backhanded her, hitting the same area with the bruise. A growl comes out of my throat before I have a chance to stop it. I'm going to kill this bastard if it's the last thing I do I vow to myself. The egg man turns around and stares in my direction. I hold completely still so as to not give myself away. I don't want to spook him and cause him to leave with her. Thankfully since his dragon is weak his night vision is probably weak as well. Once he turns back, I start to inch closer. I want to be in striking distance if her life is in danger.
He pins her arms down on the head rest with one hand and grabs at her blue jeans. She head butts him followed by a knee to the now lowered head landing on his nose with a crunch and a howl from him. Ouch! Remember not to get on her bad side, I laugh to myself.
I can smell the blood before I even see it. I don't see that ass hole letting her off the hook for hitting him. He grabs her throat with surprising speed and squeezes hard. This time I let the growl come out and I put as much Alpha energy into it as I can. This causes him to let go of her completely and take a couple steps away from the truck. She takes this opportunity to close the door and lock it.
Seeing her safe allows me to breathe again. I take this chance to calm down a little. Seeing as Juan has arrived I need to put my acting face on. I couldn't let anyone from the cartel see that this girl meant something to me or they may question the accident scene I plan to leave them.
Egg man and the girl both turn to face the front of the truck as Juan comes into view. He looks at me, so I step out of the darkness and step in front of the egg man. He looks up at me with wide eyes and I glare back at him. I can see it makes him uncomfortable and my wolf is satisfied.
I glance at the woman in the truck and can see for the first time the true damage done to my mate. On top of the bruises and swelling to the left side of her face there's also bruises now forming around her neck. I feel bad that I didn't do anything to stop it from happening. This is without a doubt my mate. I look back at the egg man with a glare which Juan catches and gives me a puzzled look. It's not like we haven't picked up women with bruises before. Yet this is the first time I feel like killing the man who brought her.
Juan exchanges some words with the egg man and then tells him to bring her out of the truck. I look over to my mate and see her eyes widen and change from a green color to a silver. As the egg man fumbles with the keys I take this chance to step up and take them from him. I don't want him anywhere near her. If I had to guess, her eyes changing to silver probably meant she was scared. Like a mood ring, how interesting.
"I need you to go stand in front of the truck and keep your hands on the hood." I say to him and look over at Juan. Juan just gives me a nod of the head. He understands. He can smell her wolf too.
"This way Mr. Ronald if you please." Juan gestures with his hand to the front of the truck. The man reeks of fear as he eyes the men with the assault rifles and walks over to the front of the truck and places his hands on the hood. Juan looks to one of the men standing next to him and he starts to pat down Ronald.
So the egg man's name is Ronald. I think to myself as I turn my attention back over to the woman no older than eighteen and I see fear in her silver eyes. My wolf doesn't like it. He doesn't want her looking at us like that. I almost let out a whimper but caught myself.
"I'm not going to hurt you." I say through the window. "I'm going to open the door now." I hit the unlock button on the remote and open the door at the same time as to not give her a chance to lock it again. She looks at me and I can smell the fear coming from her but there's something else mixed in there as well. Curiosity maybe? Or is that just me being hopeful. For only a second her eyes changed from silver to violet then back to silver. What emotion caused her eyes to turn violet?
I reach up but stop as she flinches. Slowly I reach up again and turn her head to examine the bruises on her face. Looking at how swollen her left side of her face is causes my wolf to pound inside me to let him out. I close my eyes for a moment to try to calm him before continuing. I'm going to have to go on a long run later to make him happy again. Feeling him settle down I continue checking the damage. Lifting her chin I look at her neck. I touch her neck and she pulls back in pain. Something is broken in her neck but I don't know enough to say what it is. I'll have to ask my pack mate, he would know more.
"Juan, you need to come see this." I yell over to him through gritted teeth. Juan looks to the three guards and points to Ronald. They point their automatic rifles at him as Juan begins to walk over. Once he gets to me, I step out of the way and he leans into the truck and turns her head towards him and then lifts her chin to get a good look at her neck just as I had. She groans in pain as he does this.
"Be careful with her!" I hiss at Juan. He turns and gives me another puzzled look.
"Okay we're going to talk about this in a minute." Juan tells me.
"Sorry If I hurt you. Did Mr. Ronald do this to you?" Juan asks her. She looks down and gives a small nod. Once again I have to swallow a growl. Juan shuts the truck door and walks a few feet away from the truck and I follow.
"Dude what's going on with you? Did you know you're releasing pheromones. You've been doing it since we got here. Is there something special about this girl that gets your wolf riled up?" Juan whispers to me.
"She's my mate. Her scent is pulling me in and making my wolf crazy possessive and protective. I wasn't sure just from the scent but as soon as I touched her I knew. I could feel the string." I reply Juan nods
"Sounds like she's your mate." Juan says looking back at her. "Be thankful my men aren't shifters or they would have picked up on your pheromones. If they thought something was up with you two they would question your extraction plan. What do you want to do about her step-father?"
"He's her step-father? You can't be serious! That bastard was groping her all over like there was no tomorrow before you got here. She kneed him in the nose to stop him. That's why he choked her. It took everything I had to not rip him to shreds." I growled.
"I see, we'll take special care of him. You need to get your pack ready for the extraction. Make sure they have enough bodies and see if they can get a female with bruises on the left side of the face. If not, you're going to have to set it on fire." Juan looks at me for a second. "I guess this is good-bye my friend. Good luck out there. By the goddess I hope she joins your pack because I don't think you can handle her choosing someone else. I'll contact you once it's safe." He pats me on the shoulder and walks over to Ronald.
"Ronald, we have some things to discuss. You damaged the product. Those bruises are fresh, especially the one on her neck. No more than an hour or two old. That means when we talked on the phone she was in perfect shape and now she's not." Ronald started to say something but Juan put up a finger to stop him and continued with his fake rant. "Do you have any idea how much our girls make in a single night? This is going to cost us at least a week of profits from her. The boss isn't going to like this."
"She was trying to escape so I had to hit her to knock her out." Ronald said. Sweat dripped down his face.
"And her throat?" Juan asked, raising an eyebrow to question him.
"She was fighting me. See, she hit me in my nose." Ronald declared while pointing to his nose where it had swollen a little and blood had dried in his mustache.
"From what my associate told me. You were kneaded while trying to put your filthy hands where a father shouldn't be touching." Juan said looking back at the girl, a slight grin on his lips. I replayed her hitting him in my mind and couldn't help but smile at myself. "Sounds like you got what you deserved Mr. Ronald." The men around Juan laughed looking at Ronald and he turned red and a vein in his forehead bulged out.
"I'm not that stupid cunt's father. What's the big deal if I take a piece, she'll go through way worse with you guys." Ronald yelled and stepped forward only to step back as three AR's were raised to point at him. Hearing him call her a cunt pissed off my wolf and me. I took a step forward but Juan put his hand up to stop me.
Juan stepped up to Ronald standing a couple of inches taller and looked down at him. "No Mr. Ronald. Our girls live in high class apartments with the top-of-the-line amenities. Designer clothes and custom-made jewelry. Our girls are high class escorts that you could never dream of affording. And when they outlive their use, we put them up in their own apartment and pay for all their needs for the rest of their lives. So, no she won't have it worse with us. She will live a much better life than you will, that is for sure."
What Juan was saying was true for most of the girls. They did live that way but there were some who wouldn't cooperate and were drugged to get them in line and they were taken to whore houses where the women were cheap and the men were never ending. I'm sure that with what I've seen from my little mate that she would end up at the cheap whore houses. Thank the goddess she's coming with me tonight.
"Now Mr. Ronald we need to speak with the boss about your payment since it's going to cost us quite a bit due to your behavior." Juan said and waved to the three with the rifles to escort Ronald.
"Forget it then, I'm not selling her." Ronald said. He made a dash for his driver's side door but I quickly hit the lock button on the keys that were still in my hands.
"I won't let you anywhere near her again." I yelled from the other side of the truck. From inside the truck, I saw her turn to look at me with wide eyes. I wasn't sure if it was from the shock of how angry my voice sounded or the rumble of a growl that I wasn't quite able to hide.
"What do you mean? I haven't taken any money yet so the deal hasn't been made." Ronald said. Two of the men already had hold of him while the third had his rifle trained on him.
"What are you saying Mr. Ronald? Are you just wasting our time? Does the Juarez Cartel seem like they like wasting time? Either way this will have to be discussed with the boss so you're coming with us." Juan waved his hands and they started to drag Ronald away without him putting up a fight. Yet he still looked over to his step-daughter and gave her a dirty look like somehow this was all her fault.
"Roman, take her to the warehouse until those bruises are gone. I'll have our doctor meet you at the warehouse." Juan said to me with a nod and I gave one right back letting him know I understood. The doctor would be the one to report us as MIA and Juan would be the one to come looking for us. Juan would be the one to verify our bodies so we could have a clean extraction.
I wanted the doctor to check her out but there were too many cartel members at the warehouse. The warehouse is where they bring the girls who need to heal bruises. They also bring the girls that refuse to get in line and drug them there until they're hooked. They use the drugs to keep them in line after that. I've seen the withdrawals and it's not pretty.
I watch Juan leave and when I can't see or smell him anymore I turn to my mate. "It's time to go."