Enter the lustful Werewolf Garth Havenbrooke....

☆Sophie's P.O.V ☆

**BEEP,BEEEP, BEEEP, BEE-SLAMMM**

I opened my eyes gradually to see that the morning light was just barely beginning to pour through the cracks of the blinds. I let out a low groan and checked the time. The clock undoubtedly says that I have woken up at 4:15 in the morning. Something just doesn't seem right about this and I can't seem to shrug it off. I tried to remember yesterday's events.

       Just then a knock came at the door and it all came flooding back to me. I was at Nick's penthouse... and worse the gang and I had actually spent the night here. I reached under the pillow and grabbed the silver dagger I had there (I always sleep with it under my pillow cause you can never be too prepared.), sat up, and hid it behind my back then said, "Who is it?"

       "Master Chase sent me to talk to you." The voice behind the door said.

       "Talk about what?" I asked as I got out of the bed and started to get dressed.

       There was a pause followed by, "Some important matters that must be discussed right away."

       I opened the door to see a man (maybe 26 years old) with shoulder length brown hair, hazel eyes, and looked to be about Alex's height (maybe taller).

       "Come in." I said and gestured for him to sit wherever.

       The bedroom I was in was huge. It had a fireplace, a study area and a lounging place so discussing this matter with…. Darn! I didn't even get his name yet. Well whoever he is, talking in private won't be a problem.

[Note to self: ask Nick if he could build you a new HQ for you and your team.] I thought to myself.

He sat down in a chair next to the fireplace and I sat down in the chair across from him.

       "I don't believe we've been formally introduced." He stood from his chair and extended his hand towards me, "I am Garth Havenbrooke,Leader of the Nightwalker Clan."

       The instance he said Nightwalker clan, it registered to me that this guy was a Werewolf, and a pack leader at that. I knew just what to do.

       I stood up and shook his hand firmly, "Sophia Chevalier, Demon Slayer from the Order of the Black Rose."

       "The Order of the Black Rose?" He let go of my hand and eyed me slightly as if in disbelief, "Aren't you a little young to be in the order? Can you tell me how you ended up with such a burden?"

       I smirked, "First, tell me what you came here to tell me then maybe I'll tell you how I came to the Order… Ok?"

      He nodded, "Alright, the thing is that Nicolai has no idea who this mystery demon of yours is." (That was not good news), "But he has a theory on what he's after and what's the damage if it happens."

       There was a brief pause, "Well, go on." I urged him to continue.

       "If he is as power hungry as Nicolai predicts and is after the Leviathan…there is no telling what he's planning or who's controlling him for that matter. I mean no demon is crazy enough to single handedly try to take on the mighty Leviathan."

       (Ok now I'm getting a headache) "If no demon is crazy enough to do this stunt... then what would make a demon desperate enough to do it in the first place?"

       I had suddenly gotten the wolf's full attention, "That is the question we should be asking… not why but whom?"

       He smiled a wolfish grin, "Clever girl, but how do we know who is the mastermind?"

       "That's where my associate comes in." I said all business like.

       He gives me a weird look, "You mean your teammates, I presume."

       "Of course my teammates will be there I assure you, though this mission requires someone on the inside who is of neutral grounds."

       "And whom do you have in mind?" He asked as he was now sitting down and had his hands folded on his lap.

       As I sat down I pulled out a cleaning cloth from my back pocket and grabbed one of my silver daggers from my boot. Then I proceeded to polish and shine it. I could tell it was making him uneasy.

       "Terra," I said without looking away from my dagger, "I want Terra Hazelwood to be our insider."

       His eyes widened to the size of dinner plates, "You want who?!?"

       "I think I made myself clear as to who I want." I said, still inspecting the silver dagger in my hand for any smudges.

       "No! Absolutely not!" He said and was having a hard time holding back a low growl, "That cannot be permitted."

       "Mind telling me, as to why not?" I asked, still more interested in the dagger than the conversation we were having, and trust me when I say there was no way I was going to lose to this mutt.

       "She is deadly, untrustworthy, highly unpredictable, and she's a… a…"

       "A shifter." I finished, "I am completely aware of her background and that is why I chose her for this mission. We need her if we are to find this demon and discover exactly what his plans are."

       Garth was silent for a moment then said, "Alright but now you must tell me how you ended up in the order at such a young age?"

       I finally stopped polishing my dagger and stowed it away in my boot, "So you wanna know how a kid ended up as a top demon slayer for the order, eh?" I walked up slowly to garth and stared him straight in the eye.

       I smirked at him then said, "Truth is… even I don't know how I got in."

       He gave me a confused look, "Huh? You… you don't… know?"

       "Nope," I replied with a slight grin, "I was an orphan and was raised by the Headmaster at the Academy."

       And just when I thought his eyes couldn't get any bigger… BAM! They looked like they were going to pop out of his head. (Did I say something wrong?)

       "Are… are you saying you're…"

       In a flash I had my dagger out and pressed against his throat ever so slightly, "If you ever mutter this to anyone," I press the dagger dangerously closer to his flesh that it starts to slightly burn, "It will be the last thing you ever say. Understand?"

       He nods slightly, I back off and stow my dagger.

       "You know you didn't have to threaten me. I wouldn't have said a word anyway." He said as he rubbed his neck where the dagger had touched.

       "Sorry 'bout that." I said looking down, "No one can know who I am…" I looked him straight in the eye, "For the safety of my teammates… nobody must know my secret."

       There was a moment of silence, and then Garth gently took my hands in his and said, "I shall take your secret to my grave."

[Creepy much?] I thought to myself.

       I narrowed my eyes at him, "Excuse me, but are you trying to flirt with me?"

       He gave a sly grin and stroked my hand gently with his thumb, "Me? Flirting?" His arm snaked around my waist and pulled me closer to him, "Sophia I have to say you are the most beautiful creature I have ever laid eyes on, so to answer your question… I am not flirting with you,I'm courting you… I want you to be my mate."

       [well that came outta left field.]