Big Bad Wolfie

15) The Prisoners Are Sassy

"So, where do you guys usually start?" Wolfie asked me.

Happy is to my right, also waiting for my response.

"We usually call everyone to the courtyard and set up stations for the blood types for everyone to get their portion," I tell them.

Wolfie turns away from me to look out at the territory. "Yeah, that's not happening."

I glare at him, "and why not? Afraid you wouldn't be able to control everybody?" I challenged.

"Well, your house clearly isn't very good at following orders," he glares back at me, "so I don't see the need to take the risk. We'll go house to house again, like we did for the introductions."

"That'll take all day," I protested. "Their feeding has already been delayed and they won't even be getting a full portion as it is. There's no reason to delay even more just because you're not confident in you and your warriors abilities," I glare again.

He looked back at me, "We're either doing it my way or no way. Take your pick," he stood there with a hard look and arms crossed.

I sighed and shook my head, not wanting to make the wait any longer, "whatever, let's just get going."

He nodded in satisfaction and followed me to the truck.

  On a different note, I don't look like I just crawled out of bed today.

I'm no longer in the sweats and T-shirt I was wearing yesterday, but jeans and yet another T-shirt. Though, this one has "come to the dark side, we have cookies" written on it in white font.

I wonder if they look at these before they pull them out of my closet.

  I have my hair up in a ponytail because, it's in desperate need of a wash. I'll have to annoy Wolfie about that later. He hasn't even thought to let me shower.

Anyway, it's a sunnier day today and I can already feel myself getting a bit of a sun burn, so maybe it's not so bad we don't have to get everyone outside.

Though, they could just throw on some sunscreen and be fine. I don't have access to my room, so I'm kinda stuck.

"We're visiting the jails today, right?" I asked over my shoulder, once I finished my train of thought.

Yesterday when I was introducing everyone, we didn't go to the jails, for obvious reasons.

"Didn't you say something about a shortage?" He asked me, coming to my side.

I nodded in reply.

"Then if we don't have enough, they'll be the ones not getting anything," Wolfie explained, looking back forward.

  I frowned, "c'mon, that's not necessary. I'm sure it'll work out so that won't have to happen."

  "I don't know, the more I think about it, the more I lean towards not doing it at all," he informed.

  "Well then stop thinking about it!" I scolded him.

  I heard happy let out a small breath of laughter.

   Wolfie just looked at me, unamused. "They need to learn fighting us has consequences," he replied, ignoring my protests.

  "Oh c'mon, haven't you ever heard of second chances? And it's not like you can blame them. What would you have done in their position?" I looked at him with a brow raised and arms crossed.

  He stayed quiet.

  "Whatever, if we run out, we run out. It's too bad for them," he said with finality.