Wolf’s Bane

It was still dark when the mysterious stranger made his phone call. He tried to keep his voice low as he heard his call being picked up on the fifth ring.

“Where the hell did you end up last night, Orlando?!” the caller hissed through his thick weaved mask. “I was looking all over for you for hours but I couldn’t find you anywhere. Where the hell were you?”

“Sorry Boss, I didn’t mean to leave you hanging. Something big happened last night and I gotta tell you, things just happened so fast that I didn’t realize what was happening and then I couldn’t do anything about it and…”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa… stop right there… I need to get back to work today and I don’t dare be late, not after what happened last time. You should really come over to replace me. There really is something going on with this Eye Candy City Boy and I need someone spying on him as much as possible. You can go ahead and tell me everything when I replace you here after work tonight, but I really need you to shut up right now and get over here, pronto!”

“But that’s what I’ve been trying to tell you, Sir. Something happened last night and now I’m going to apply for a job at the lumberyard.”

“WHAT?! I’m supposed to help you with that! How the hell did that happen?”

“Well, I kinda followed the foreman back home when I left you at your spot, and I was supposed to spy on him, but…”

“Alright, STOP. RIGHT. THERE…. AGAIN! You know what, just get your ass here and we will talk about all this later. If you’re applying for a job at the lumberyard, I really need to get there first to recommend you to Jack before you even get there. Don’t tell me anything that happened, I’ll use that to my advantage and it’s better that I don’t lie about not knowing. Just get the fuck to the spot right now, because they’re about to wake up and I need to go. GOT IT?!”

“Ok, ok, boss. Don’t panic, I’ll be there in a jiffy. And just so you know, I did tell him that I know you…”

“You WHAT?”

“Wait, wait… It’s all good. I put in a good word for you and made sure you sounded like a real hero to me. Which you are, you know, but…”

“SHUT THE HELL UP AND GET THE FUCK DOWN HERE!”

“Sorry, sorry… OK, bye now. On my way… You just go on, Boss. I’ll be able to get there soon, so just get to the lumberyard. See you later.”

The call ended.

The man in the all-black outfit and mask put his mobile away, then made his way down the tree where he had been sleeping for a few hours already.

The sun was now peeping from the horizon and the night sky was slowly getting brighter. He had to be sure that he wouldn’t be seen creeping away from his hiding place so he was swiftly but expertly moving among the leaves and branches while still trying to stay out of sight from any person in the Oro Villa house who was possibly looking out their windows right now.

Although he’s aware of where Diwana’s room is, since it was one of the first things he found out about her house, he’s quite sure to be able to hide from her window’s line of sight. What he wasn’t sure of is which room that damn bastard newbie was sleeping in.

This made him a bit more cautious and he better be more than twice his usual careful self as he made his smooth getaway from the Wolf’s family property.

Of course, he conveniently forgot that he was just yelling into his mobile a while ago, and though he was still speaking through the thick cloth of his ski mask, he probably had no idea of how sharp Eron Camden’s ears were.

Even when the former assassin was asleep…

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Meanwhile, somewhere on the second floor of Diwa’s home…

“What the hell was that?” the new Oro Villa renter grumbled as he was jarred wide awake because of someone yelling from a distance. “Damn, can’t a guy get any decent sleep around here? Wait, where the fuck am I? What party did I go to last night?”

And then, as the delicious and delectable smells of frying eggs, ham, and bacon hit his very sharp sense of smell, along with the sounds of the cooking food, he suddenly realized where he was.

“Oh yeah, I’m not in the city… and no longer in the forest either… not anymore. Ugh, got to get used to these types of noises now. I guess that man yelling a while ago was actually just a nightmare, considering it sounded like Mad Maxie. What a damn way to wake up… Wish it was through a hug, and a kiss from someone so sweet, nice, beautiful and tanned, with dark hair and brown eyes… Ok, Eron, shut the damn fuck up, you hear me. Shut up…”

He let his mind, and his heat, settle down for a while so he had no choice but to continue to lie still and silently on the bed. However, he could soon hear movement in the other rooms and he knew he needed to get his ass moving. Besides, he had a lot to do today…

The question is, what exactly should he do today?

As the Charmer sat up he looked around the room and realized he hadn’t really finished putting away his things. Also, he needed to take his laundry from the backyard without making it too obvious so he wouldn’t have to explain what happened.

More importantly, he knew he had to take a closer look at his murdered and massacred motorcycle and see what he could do about it.

To be honest, he’s not even sure if there was really anything he could do for Scorpia at this point. First, whoever did this had an idea on how to take apart a bike. Second, he also knew how to destroy the said vehicle.

Finally, he knew that whoever did this, either hated him so much or was trying too hard to get his attention.

And to be honest, he couldn’t care any less. He loved his ride, so much so, it was the only thing he brought with him when he left the city. After all, there were many memories connected to that motorcycle.

A lot of very precious – even if painful – memories…