Michael Myers

sebastian pov...

A warm breeze caressed my skin, and carried with it the scent of coffee and sweet pastries from Susan's cafe. Me and My beta Sam, who also happens to be my best friend, Sam and I were sitting at a table just outside cafe, sipping coffee. Jane's red Prius came into view she pulled alongside the curb and parked, before jumping out and running over to us.

Jane jumped into Sam's lap and kissed him affectionately, looking at him like he was her whole world. he looked at her the same way. my heart clenched with longing. "Hi baby." jane said, "I missed you."

"I missed you too, love." sam replied with a quick peck on the lips. I wish I could have that. unbreakable bound forged through happiness and hardships. An everlasting connection. A love that could survive even the most horrific tragedies

I wanted my mate.

when I turned old enough to find my mate I kept an eye out for her, waiting patiently for the day that we finally met time passed and I failed to find her, only to watch as my pack members found their mates and lived happily ever after. I sometimes fear that my mate died before we could meet, but if my mate was dead I would know.

my mate is out there somewhere, but I don't know when or if I'll find her. Then I'd be forced to wonder the world alone and incomplete. "so how'd it go, did you make a sale?" I asked hoping that they would stop their affectionate display, it was starting to make my chest ache.

jane turned to face me, though she was reluctant to leave the comfort of her mate's lap. "The girl's going to buy the house, thanks for asking." jane replied with a smile. "so , tell us a little about our new neighbor." sam said, thinking the same thing I was.

whenever someone moves into town may they human or werewolf, me and sam make it our business to find out as much as we can to determine if our new neighbors is a threat to pack. " There's nothing much to tell really; her name is mujde, and she is buying a house on the very edge of the pack borders."

My wolf vital stirred within me at the mention of her name making me frown in confusion. "what is with you ?" I asked him. he only growled before blocking me off, making me roll my eyes. I swear that wolf has mood swings. "why wouldn't she purchase a house further into town?" sam wondered out loud.

"I had wondered the same thing, I guess she doesn't like people much."

"Did you get a last name?" I asked.

she shook her head, "she didn't tell me it personally, but it's on these papers somewhere." she said pulling some papers out of her purse and handing them to me.

After giving me the papers she went back to sweet talking sam, while I read. It said that her full name was mujde knight, but for some reason I felt that it was a lie. It was weird I had no reason to think that she lied about her last name. but the only family that I know with this last name doesn't have daughter's in their family, but I knew it was a lie, felt it deep in the marrow of my bones. but what reason would she have to lie?

There is only one reason someone lies about their name; if they want to disguise themselves, or simply disappear. And there are only two kinds of people who want to do that. A victim or a victimizer. so, what is mujde? is she a rentless killer who is on the run from the police, or an innocent victim hid6from her abuser?I halted my crazed thoughts. It's only been five minutes and I'm making crazy theories that the new neighbor might be the next Michael Myers ready to kill us while we sleep.

I have to run a background check to see if she lied about her name before I jump to such conclusions.

but even then I had another strange feeling a small seed of dread blossoming in the pit of my stomach. she's the victim. That thought was ridiculous as the whole mujde knight is a next Michael Myers theory. why the hell am I jumping to conclusions like this? knight could be her real last name for all I know.

why am I so concerned about labeling her a victim or a killer? why hell can't I just act normal about this whole situation? I shook my head to rid myself of the crazed paranoia that seemed to be poisoning my thoughts. I read the rest of the papers to see what other information I could get from it, which wasn't much.

I looked up to see jane and still holding each other close as they sucked face. so my two main options are either stay here and finish my coffee with the love birds, or go solve the mujde knight mystery.

staying would be subject myself to a horribly sappy love scene, while my mind worked out a paranoid scenarios that could be connected to mujde or I could leave now and run a background check.

But leaving now is like letting my crazy paranoia rule me. And am I really willing to do that, let my paranoia control me? I think the answer is obvious. "I have to go, have fun love birds." I said as I gave jane her papers, I went to stand up, "wait !" she halted me, "did I forget to mention that she is a werewolf?" I gave her a blank expression, " No Jane, you didn't."

A blish stained her cheeks and she hid her face in Sam's neck. With a roll of my eyes I got in my car and drove quickly to my house, where I can conduct my research. years back during one of my meetings with the alphas, It was decided that there should be a program that keeps track of all the members of a pack.

so if you found a rogue, got their name, you could ship the rogue back to his/her ex- alpha. so if there is an mujde knight. The computer should be able to tell me what pack she's from and why is she rogue. As soon as I got to my house I parked my car and made my way inside and up to my office.

I clicked on the computer, steadily growing impatient as it slowly loaded the home screen. yes, I feel very welcomed, load already. when the home screen finally loaded. It glowed softly before me. I clicked onto the data base program and typed in the name mujde knight.

Aline chased itself going in a small tight little circle in the centre of the screen as it searched through all the information. I sat in my office chair with a sigh, this could take a while. After all, through thousands upon thousands of name in the countless number of packs so I made myself comfortable and closed my eyes. settling down for the long haul

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A ding pierced the darkness, startling me awake. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes tiredly and groaned at ache in my neck, must have fallen asleep .I looked at computer and a wave of dread wash through me. In big bold letters the computer screen read, No Results found. which means one thing. mujde lied about her name.