Chapter 14
Maris~6:23pm
"You!" Maris yelled the moment she got to the surface of the water and shot tranquilizers at Logan. "I wish you'd choke on your tongue."
Logan threw his head back and barked out an annoying laughter from the back of his throat. He leaned back on the water and floated on it.
Suddenly, Maris jumped on him, splashing water everywhere and he sank with her before going back up.
"Hey, you wanna kill me?" He wrapped his arms around her waist and a frown kissed his forehead.
"Let me go." She banged her fist on his chest with a sour expression. "Why did you throw me into the water like a bag of chips?"
"Cause you need a bath," he whispered between laughs, definitely enjoying getting on her nerves.
"Bitch." She tried to push him away, but he tightened his grip around her waist.
"Isn't that what you are?" He cocked up his brows, eyes staring deep into that of Maris.
Maris' brows puckered as she tightened the bottle cap of her emotions. "The hell? What do you mean by that?"
"A bitch is technically a female dog," he shrugged, releasing her from his hold. "And you're a wolf so-"
"Asshole!" She flapped water on him and wished she could strangle him to death.
"Okay, I'm just poking at you." He shielded his face with his arms.
Maris kept splashing water on him, leaving him no choice than to give her a bear hug and trap her in his arms.
"Let me go." She whined.
"Would you splash more water on me?"
"No." She replied reluctantly.
Logan's lips twitched into a smile as he studied her with his eyes, their face a finger away.
"Your eyes are beautiful." He muttered, brushing her wet hair behind her ears and she gulped down the butterflies that flew up her throat.
Maris drifted her gaze down to the water and bit on her bottom lip to hide the blush that was crawling up her cheeks. She was beginning to think the water was boiling because of the intense heat she was feeling.
"You're not a bitch." He muttered, pulling her head to his chest.
They stayed like that for some minutes before Maris pulled out of the hug.
"Man," she started, fanning herself, while blinking rapidly. "Is it just me or is this place hot."
"Are you sick?" He questioned, inching close to her again as he held out his palm and placed it on her forehead. "It burns! You're sick."
"I'm gonna splash water on you if you don't stop teasing."
"You wouldn't dare." Logan's forehead puckered.
Maris being a daredevil and stubborn head went on with it. In one insane second, she dug her hands into the water and flipped some on him.
"Maris!" He growled and she screamed, heart combust with joy.
Immediately, she ran out of the water with a wide grin on her face as she made it into the woods. Loud thuds sounded closely behind her and she tried to run as fast as her little feet could, but she wasn't fast enough because strong arms grabbed her from behind and tackled her to the floor, his hands pressing hers to the ground.
She chuckled within with both eyes closed. His breath enveloped her face and she frowned.
Why does he smell like bad blood?
Her reasoning asked and she snapped her eyes open immediately. The first thing she saw was his fiery brown eyes and instantly, her nose wrinkled in distaste.
Wait. Uttered her subconscious as her frown deepened that it was beginning to hurt.
This isn't Logan?
"By the look on your face, you're wondering who I am." His voice irked her and her facial expression changed to an unpleasant one that was quickly replaced to that of fear after she imagined the thousand and one things he could do to her.
"Who-who are you?" Her voice shook as she struggled under him like a worm.
"Dick." He dry toned and his yellow fangs elongated.
"Wait, dick as in dick?" She asked, humor laced in her voice as she refrained from laughing.
"Yes, Dick."
"That's a silly name. Is it just Dick?"
"Yes. Why?" A frown creased his brows as he was slightly getting irritated by Maris.
"Because every time you say dick it paints a picture in my head." She snigger and his nose that could pass for the handle of a tap flared.
Maris' face was about to blow up as she held in her laugh because she pictured his head to be what she had imagined when he first said his name.
"You tiny bitch!" His round face, which Maris thought to be unattractive was now tomato kissed as he lowered his bushy brows and his fangs lengthened even more.
He lowered his head and Maris' stomach flipped as her heart pounded in fear.
"Logan!" She screamed with her eyes closed, shivering under the man about to bite her neck.
Just when his teeth had made light contact with her neck, a deep baritone voice yelled his name.
"Dick!" The voice sounded like a falling building–Maris quickly unlatched her eyes. "Just one assignment and you're already showing me how incapable you are. Let the girl go!"
"Sorry, master." He got off Maris and it gave her the opportunity to have a once over at the average height man.
With a heaving chest, she averted her gaze to Dick and swallowed a laugh, still on the floor after fear temporarily paralyzed her. He was short and reminded her of smigle from the hobit.
"You know we need her alive, dumbo." The man in a red jacket slapped smigle's head and he winced. "Bring her."
He ordered then retreated and what Maris assumed to be werehynas jumped out of the bushes with saliva dropping down their jaws, then they shifted back to their human form.
"Stay away from me." She managed to get to her feet with a twig in her hand. "Do not come close, I repeat-"
Something stung her butt and made her legs feel like jelly. She glanced down at her buttocks with a blurry vision and saw a syringe with a round plastic edge hanging out of her butt cheek. She took her gaze higher and met the eyes of smigle. He had a long stick with open bottoms in his mouth with which he used to fire the tranquilizer.
"What did you do to me?" Her heart pounded violently as she pulled it out to study it, but couldn't. Everything was spinning.
Her legs gave up on her and she dropped to the floor, last thing she heard was, "Sleep tight, sharp mouth."
