When I arrive at the office, Tracy is waiting by the door rather than the reception. Again, odd but none of my business.
"Your first client is already inside" she meets me halfway muttering conspiratory like it was some kind of secret we shared. I notice that her eyes keep flickering from me to the office door a lot. If my mind recalls properly my first client is supposed to be an older woman with a midlife crisis. She hardly seemed like a serial killer from her file. If anything, she seemed all smiles and whatnot, like a bored rich housewife.
I wasn't going to entertain my secretary's behavior and just moved to my office door, but Tracy's arm moved before I could blink and locked on my forearm. It was one of very few moments were my mind had to react faster than my hands. I moved but caught myself a second too late, Luck seemed to have been on her side because my reflexes went to push her rather than Wack her in the face.
I bristled and felt my breath pause, my eyes landed on her as she sat on the ground, she seemed stunned. But I bet she wasn't as stunned as I was.
She was surprisingly strong for her height and weight. On any normal day she wouldn't have been able to even manage to move me an inch. But... wow
"Interesting" I mutter as I turn to give my secretary a full look. Tracy stills on the ground with her confused expression while I give her my full attention. We seem to have a stare down for a moment before her eyes shift from the usual calm deep blue to a shocking yellow in an instant.
I keep my face neutral and don't give anything away. She seems to have come back to herself, and blinks furiously before she gasps and gets up to apologies furiously.
"Am so sorry Dr Ekron, oh my goodness I didn't know what came over me. Please don't fire me. I was just going to tell you that Mrs Anderson is a very fragile woman I didn't mean to..." My secretary continues to ramble a few more useless sentences to try and throw me off her scent but am already on to her.
Is this the part I try and pretend I didn't see anything and act like I have PTSD? What would Enron do?
I muse to myself as I calm myself down. This little town just got interesting. And here I thought I would just have a bunch of colorful birds sing me lullabys daily but my, did I not expect this.
"OH, Tracy am so sorry you just caught me off guard and I just reacted without thinking, are you okay?" I take her in my arms and try to see if I actually hadn't hurt her in any way. I wasn't particularly violent by nature, but I absolutely hated being touched without explicit permission. Honestly, she got off quite easy. I remember breaking a few hands in the orphanage growing up.
"Oh no am sorry I shouldn't have touched you like that. Am alright, just had a slight freight is all." I look her in the eye and establish that yes, Tracy is indeed in one piece before I nod to the door.
"Okay, let's talk later I need to get to my appointment least am fired before I even get her to like me" I lightly banter and move to open the door where a very gorgeous and elegant older lady sits in the guest chair. When she hears the sound of the door opening or pretends to. She turns to look at me, and I can instantly smell her.
DOG.
I mean werewolf. It comes as an annoyance when I realize that Tracy is equally a dog. How could I have walked into this stupid little town and not realize that it was wolf territory.
Fuck.
"Mrs. Anderson, thank you for waiting had a slight mishap in the early hours of the morning."
I ramble as I move to shake her hand. She shocks me even further by standing and holding her ground with enough eye contact that it seems like she wants to asset dominance. At this I smile back and maintain her gaze. Ten seconds later and she frowns and opens her pearly white teeth, and I imagine just how wide her bite can get.
"Oh, dear it's not a bother, today I don't really have much to do. You have all my attention doctor" She purrs and her aura just goes as calm as still water. This is one interesting woman I tell myself. If anything, I want her as a friend.
But even as an enemy she is quite the queen. Her hierarchy must be high above ordinary wolves. Not a leader but close. But she is definitely an alpha by herself.
At least now I know why my secretary seemed to have been scared about me been late. Turns out Tracy didn't want to keep her boss waiting for long.
Ehron will have a field day in this little town. I can already see my brother reining havoc.
I chuckle to hide my thoughts and move to my very comfortable chair where I play judge and rewire people's thoughts. Well in this case...werewolves.