The Plan
Julia and Mike watched as a group of armed people proceeded into the room they had just vacated.
"I would love to know how they keep being able to find us," growled Mike.
"Come on. Let's get out of here," said Julia. 'God damn it, even his voice arouses me,' thought Julia as her body flushed with aroused heat.
Mike groaned and moved away from her as his body began reacting to her scent.
"I don't know how we are going to deal with this when we are in our wolf form tomorrow night," worried Julia.
"We'll think of something. We just need to get away from here," said Mike.
Hurrying away from the motel, Julia remembered her hand sliding across something that felt slightly rough on Mike's back. Thinking of how easily they kept being able to track them down, she called out to Mike, "I think I know how they have been able to find us so easily."
"How?" asked Mike.
"They have a tracking device on you Mike."
"I've already checked everything," said Mike.
"Well not in the only place you can't reach to check. I think they have a tracking chip in your back," said Julia. "Take your shirt off. I'll get it out of you."
Mike sighed as he pulled his shirt off. "Ok, are you sure you can do this?"
"You are such a wuss Mike. Of course I can do this," sighed Julia.
Mike scowled at her and turned his back on her, his breathing growing ragged as Julia's hands touched his back, searching for what she had found earlier. Mike shuddered and moaned in pleasure as Julia dug her nails gently into his back.
"I found it. It's something hard, so it's most likely our tracking device," said Julia huskily.
Mike grunted in pain and tensed while Julia dug her nails in, trying to dig it out of his back.
"I'm sorry Mike, it's being a bit difficult to get out," apologized Julia.
Mike winced and gasped in pain as Julia dug her fingernails deeper into his back. "Ah, got it. It won't be a sec Mike," said Julia as she got her nails under the chip.
Mike roared in pain as Julia ripped the chip from his back. Mike swore and dropped to the ground. "Are you ok?" asked Julia.
"No," groaned Mike. "You just ripped my shoulder open. Of course I'm not alright."
"Stop being such a wuss Mike," taunted Julia.
"Stop calling me that," growled Mike.
"Only teasing."
"Well stop it ok?" Mike grunted as his shoulder tensed.
"Now we can do something about this chip," said Julia.
"Yeah, destroy it so they can't keep tracking us," grumbled Mike.
"I have a better idea. We need to send them a message, or they'll never leave us alone," said Julia.
"Ok, how do you plan to do such a thing?" grunted Mike as he struggled to put his shirt back on.
"We find a nice place for an ambush. With this chip, we can draw them out somewhere and send them a message to take back to Tyler. He's my ex-boss," said Julia.