28

"We're almost there." Clayton said. We'd been driving forever.

We'd finally made it to the home of the Capitol after fifteen hours of speeding. Amazingly we'd avoided getting pulled over. We were hungry, tired, and angry but we were on a mission and that's all that mattered at the moment.

I'd looked up things on the way and found out they were giving a tour of the home of the president today. It was now 11:26 AM and the tour would begin at 3:00 PM. So we had to wait a little while before we could go. Clayton hadn't really liked the idea of going in with a group of humans we didn't know but we'd be less conspicuous that way, as I explained it to him. So now we just sat in the car and waited.

We'd changed into more suitable clothing and now we just awaited our moment. From where we'd parked our car we could see the big white building being hit perfectly by the sunlight giving it a magnificent glow.

The wait was grueling and Clayton and I had decided to just sleep in the car. When it was finally time to go we bolted out of the car. The streets were busy with people as we walked toward the big house.

We paused outside of the gate and let other tourists gather around us. After a quick weapon search we were allowed entrance and a guide waltzed us toward and inside the building. It was huge and almost breathtaking if you weren't hardened by a mission of battle.

I noticed some men in black walking around with coiled tube earpieces in their right ears. Obviously secret service. The group we were with started to walk away and I let them. Clayton gave me a sideways look and nodded toward the men in black. I got the message and started walking toward the closest one. The man stopped as I walked up to him and I smiled at him softly. He wore shades over his eyes so I couldn't really see if he was looking at me but I could sort of feel it.

"Can we see the president?" I asked a bit hesitant at how strange it sounded. I mean why would they let me? I was well aware of the guns they all held. The scent of gunpowder was thick in my nostrils. I could almost taste the metallic dust.

"Ma'am he's busy and we can't just take random people to meet the leader of the free world." The man said hotly and started fiddling with his earpiece. I bit back a growl at his rude response.

"But we need to see him. Please." I said and flashed him a pleading look and soft smile. Clayton growled a little behind me and I shot him a look.

Don't flirt with him. He growled in my head and I inwardly giggled.

Just trying something out babe. Believe me I would NEVER intentionally flirt with another man except you. You're my mate. You're MINE. I responded and I saw a smile come to my mate's handsome face. Sparks rumbled inside me. I focused my attention back on the man. He looked at me with a not so hidden smile and I could feel lust flow off him.

"Ma'am I don't know..." He said softly. I stepped closer and I could feel his eyes travel over me and I heard Clayton cough to cover up his growl.

"This is a matter of national security." I told the man in front of me. His gaze hardened and I saw him swallow. Clayton stepped beside me as more men came toward us.

"We have to see the president." Clayton said in a calm voice but I could tell he was getting agitated. The man scoffed and another of the men spoke up.

"Why do you even think we'll let you talk to him?" He said in a nonchalant voice.

"Because we've heard that you killed one of our people... A young boy? With qualities unlike yours?" I hissed and everyone around tensed.

"I don't know what you're talking about." A man started and Clayton snarled.

"You dare lie to us? I'll rip you apart if you don't take us to him." My mate growled and his eyes turned red.

"Babe. Calm down." I sighed and laid my hand on his shoulder. Clayton let out a breath and relaxed.

"Please just take us to him." I said in a steady voice and the men all exchanged glances before boxing us in their bodies and leading us through the house.

So we went through numerous rooms and hallways until we paused outside of a large door. One of the men knocked on the door and said, "Mr. President we've got a situation and a couple here would like to speak to you."

There was a pause and then a sound of, "Come in," was heard. The men went inside and we followed.

The Oval Office was a nice looking place but we weren't here to sightsee. I looked over at President Ace Larkin and grimaced. He was a sturdy man in his late forties. His gray brown hair was snipped nicely and his ebony eyes watched us as we filed in and the door was shut.

"Hello? What's this about?" President Larkin said shooting a humble smile. I tried my best not to sneer. Though Clayton was shooting daggers with his looks.

"There was a boy found recently... Mind to enlighten us as to what happened to him?" I asked taking a seat by the presidential desk. Immediately President Larkin's body tensed.

"I'm not sure what you mean..." He began and I scoffed.

"He was young. You found him in the wreckage of a car crash. I've heard that you got rid of him. I came to know if it's true." I said and I could hear his heartbeat pick up. I had my answer.

"Oh so it is true. Well I'd like to see video of the situation following... I know you love to record everything nowadays so don't bother lying again." I said and the president straightened his suit.

"Now listen here little lady-" he started and I snapped.

"That's Luna Katlyn to you and you will listen to me now and get the damn video!" I snarled standing up.

"You're one of-" the president tried and I lifted my hand to stop his words.

"The video." I said in a calmer voice. I had a feeling they wouldn't show me. It was versatile really. All they had to do was show me the damn video. Clayton chuckled and laid his hands on my shoulders. No one moved and I nodded slowly and sucked my teeth feeling my fangs slip down briefly before I forced them back.

"I see we aren't going to agree... You killed an innocent child. Our kind are many. This unjust act will not go unnoticed and we are prepared to fight." I growled. That got things riled up quick as a flash.

"You dare come in here and threaten me?" The president said and his men started to move closer. Clayton snarled and his canines flashed out as he snarled his eyes blazing red. Everyone immediately backed up to where they'd been earlier. The men started mumbling about something and I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

"Shut up!" My mate growled and everyone, except myself, flinched. I scoffed at the men's fear.

"We won't tolerate your dangerous kind." The president said trying to be brave and I nodded.

"Then you've started a war Mr. Larkin, I hope you're prepared for the consequences of your ignorance." I said calmly and stood up.

"Don't be too sure of yourself Missy." The president said sharply and I wrinkled my nose in disgust.

"Don't underestimate who you're dealing with human." I growled and strutted over to Clayton. My mate wrapped an arm around me and pulled me against him.

"You can't just walk out." A secret service man said and Clayton whirled around to face him.

"Who's gonna stop us?" He snarled and his wolf's growl laced every word. The man faltered and looked away for Clayton's intimidating form. He straightened his suit and shot all the other men a 'guys help me' look.

"N-no one." The man stuttered out and Clayton nodded curtly.

"Stupid dogs." A man mumbled and Clayton snarled and suddenly he was pinning a man against the wall with his hand over his throat.

"I'll kill you." My mate snarled and suddenly guns were drawn and aimed at him. My heart jumped up to my throat and I gasped before growling.

"Lower your guns." I growled and stepped toward my angered mate. Clayton only growled and squeezed the man's throat harder.

"Lower your guns. If you make him any madder he really will kill him." I snarled and watched as every man exchanged looks as they held their guns at my mate.

"I'll show you a dog you pathetic waste of space." Clayton snarled and his fangs inched toward the man's neck.

"Baby you're better than this. Just come to me Clay." I said soothingly and watched as my mate's grip loosened. The man took in a large gulp of air and Clayton tossed him to the ground. With a growl he turned to me and stalked back to my side. His fangs retracted and his eyes went back to their normal golden red.

"You see-" the president started but my snarl cut him off.

"Don't you dare use that to prove a point. Pass this message on to your generals or whatnot... The people of these United States are safe from this war. We will only fight those attacking us. Good day Larkin, men." I said in my most polite voice. Then Clayton and I left. And no one stopped us.