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Olly Whelan ([info]inked_wolf) wrote in [info]darkdividerpg,
Kevin glared at Travis. "I wasn't talkin' to you, old wolf," he snapped. "Why don't you go back to robbin' the cradle?" He spat Chahna's direction. "I thought we were goin' to war with the Reddings? Or is this Micah's idea of a peace offering? Giving you Danny's cast off bitch because he didn't want her?"

Olly was getting between Travis and Kevin now. That was the most words he'd heard their uncle speak since he was five years old. But Kevin was trying to rile up everybody at this point. "Go sit down, Unc," he told him quietly. "Jack's got this." He patted Travis on the shoulder before turning his attention back to Kevin.

AJ's shoulders straightened, a stance nobody had ever seen him take before. His natural pose was slightly haunched over, as if trying make himself smaller and less noticeable, hide his size. The emotions Rosie pumped into him had given him a confidence he'd never really felt before. He caught Kevin's yellow eyed gazed with his still human one. "You don't need to do this," he said calmly yet assertively. "There's no reason to fight. Just go sit down."

Kevin was surprised at the change in the cursed wolf's demeanor. Apparently he'd grown some balls since the Gathering. But the way Jack looked down her nose at him, and her tone riled him right back up. "Somebody needs to put you in your place, bitch," he told her as he started unbuttoning his shirt. "Just because my old man couldn't do it, doesn't mean I can't."

AJ sighed but realized it was a losing battle to try and stop the fight. He sat down heavily, feeling guilty because it was his fault the guy was pissed off. He knew Jack was right and this was probably the only way to get through to the guy, but it still sucked.

Olly growled. "Fine," he said, then turned to his sister. "Give me your necklace." She didn't need her gris gris getting busted. Especially if wolves were going to start challenging her directly. Once he had it, Olly sat down heavily next to Shiva, dropping the necklace on the table. He took a long drink of his beer.

This was exactly the kind of shit that needed to stop.


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