Cian was disappointed in himself for morphing into his wolf while he was sleeping. He hadn't done that since he was a young pup. He didn't know how he expected Wren to react once she found out. Well, now she knew his dark secret. His beloved knew he was a werewolf. Wren had reacted by screaming, crying and laughing--the worst of them all. Now Wren had fled from Cian's cabin. She was pacing back and forth muttering to herself. She'd warned him not to use "his magic" on her. Cian respected that, as much as he could, he didn't use his supernatural hearing to see what Wren was saying to herself. He could tell she was pissed though. He watched as she returned to her cabin to get her purse and car keys. Cian watched as she left his farm and headed out.
Wren swiftly drove north in her old pick-up. She didn't know where she was going, just away from Cian. This was way to fucked up. What did he expect her to do? Werewolves weren't real, they were just something from her books. Still he had repeatedly morphed from man to wolf, wolf to man. Just what the fuck was going on? A million thoughts were in Wren's mind. Cian had said that he loved her! She loved him too? But, that couldn't be right. He'd tricked her or something.
It was getting late. Night was falling. Wren didn't want to drive in the dark so she turned off at an abandoned gas station on the side of the road. Sleep soon came to her. Wren must have been more tired than she thought, the next thing she knew sunlight was pouring through the car windows. She blinked in the early morning light.
Wren noticed a man leaning up against a gas pump smoking a cigarette. He motioned for her to roll-down the window and Wren obliged. After all what did she have to lose...everything was just SO fucked up!
"Don't suppose you could spare a quarter for me to make a phone call?" he questioned. "They took the pay phones out of Times Square but there's still one here in the middle of nowhere. Don't ask me how life works!" said the strange man.
"Uhmm...sure here's a quarter." said Wren as she passed the stranger a quarter. You could always afford to be kind and a quarter wouldn't break the bank.
"Where you going?" questioned the man lackadaisically.
"I really don't know...I just had to get away. I've had the strangest experience. You wouldn't believe me if I told you." said Wren.
"I don't know about that. I can believe alot of things when it comes to werewolves." stated the man, except he was no longer a man. A red wolf stood in front of Wren.
Wren stared back unsure what to do. What the fuck was going on? Also how common were supernatural creatures? She wanted to put the car in gear and get the hell out of there. But, she figured no matter how far she drove, the wolves would find her. Wren wasn't sure if that was a good or a bad thing.
"Name's Leif, well not really, but that's what Cian knows me as. Cian is a good kid. You don't have to go back to him if you don't want to. I can use this quarter to call Finn. His new lodge is only about three hours away. He can be here soon to pick you up. I've been sending lots of strays his way. Finn and Maggie basically take everyone in. Their resort is a good place for all werewolves to live...very modern." stated Leif as he took another drag of his cigarette.
"What?" questioned Wren in disbelief. What the fuck was going on?