His Human Mate

The next afternoon, after class, Erick and Hamish were at the football field for their practice.

At that moment, their coach was indirectly killing them with a 3-hurdle drill, sprinting and a 100-meters back and forth exercises. Although, it would have been a piece of cake for Erick but because he had injured his foot, he had to forgo the drill. His arm had already healed but his foot was still healing and he could not put more pressure on his foot. Hence why he was told to be a waterboy. It was a degrading position for Erick, who was a captain. He had to fetch water for the rest of the teams, who were sneering at him, especially those who were jealous of his position.

Luckily, Erick was also a carefree person that he did not bother to acknowledge their ridicule. Instead, he rather see it in a positive way, meaning that he probably had done too good of a job as a captain that these people were resentful of him.

Erick smirked as he could feel the mocking and jealousy glance towards him. He sighed. 'Really hard for someone like me to have an easy life,' he thought to himself. 'There will always be someone who gets jealous of me. Such a life.'

Coach Gundlach was really working on the legs as he also told the team to do squat jumps as well. He knew that Erick and Hamish were suspended from the team for the time being but he still made Hamish do the work. Erick, on the other hand, had to do long toss drill for arm strengthening.

Hamish felt like he nearly died on the field. Earlier on, Hamish was found sprawling on the ground as he tried to catch his breath. His sport glasses lying beside his head as he gazed off space. But the coach soon yelled at him to get up and get going.

As Coach Gundlach watched his team practiced, once in awhile, he also watched Erick. He felt it was regretful that Erick was not able to go pro. The coach knew that soon, Erick will become a full shifter and an Alpha of his pack. He has his responsibility and duties to stay in this town and protect the townspeople.

He remembered how happy Erick was when he told him that he actually has the capability to go pro. But then it died down when he found out that he would have to leave his hometown. He had to humbly reject the coach's support to go pro because he could not leave the town. He was born in this town and his wolf was from this town. They could not live apart from their home, even for a year. They could tolerate two months but more than that, it would slowly kill their wolf.

The practice session went on for quite a long time.

Shortly after, giggles and laughter could be heard from the other side of the field. Most of the guys in the team had looked over and saw cheerleaders walking towards the field. It appears that they were going to do their cheerleading practice for their next home game. Erick was sitting on one of the benches when they came out on the field. He saw some of them waving at him and he waved back with a smile.

He watched them did their warmups, such as head-to-toe stretching, splits and backbends. He admired at how high their flexibility were and how strong their endurance levels were. He did not think that he would be that flexible.

Some of the guys from the football team, who were obviously not from the pack, watched in envy as the cheerleaders had called Erick to come over. The girls were planning to practice their vaulting skills and they needed a spotter to help them. A spotter was a name for the position where they usually stood behind the cheerleader who was doing to stunt, with their hands ready to catch them if something goes wrong.

While the guys were busy with their jumping jacks and squat jumps, Erick was busy catching the girls in his arms. Some of the girls probably fell into his arms on purpose, just wanting to be in his arms. Which Erick does not mind but the guys mind.

Once practice was finally over, the guys at the football team and the cheerleaders decided to go out at the McClay's as usual to hang out. As they were walking out of the field, a couple of girls were wrapping their arms around Erick's waist, as they helped him walk. Erick did not mind this at all since he liked the feeling of soft warm body next to him, much to the disp.l.e.a.s.u.r.e of Dane's. And the fact that they smelled sweet.

Just as Erick was about to climb into one of the guys' cars, he received a mind-link from his father saying, 'Go straight to the pack house now.'

Erick inwardly g.r.o.a.n.e.d. He thought he could escaped but apparently not.

It also looked like Hamish had just received his father's mind-link from the stiffened look on his face. He abruptly turned away from the car and patted on top of the car. He leaned down near the car window and said, "We just remembered. Erick and I can't join you all since we were grounded."

Some of the pack mates in the team had known what had happened so they nodded in understanding. But those who were humans, especially those who were secretly envious of Erick, guffawed. "You still got grounded at this age?" one of the guys laughed.

Hamish narrowed his eyes at him and glared. "Yeah, what about it?"

The guy became stiffened at the icy glare he received from Hamish. Most of the guys in the team, if not all, were scared of Hamish, rather than Erick. Probably because Erick usually laughed it off and ignored their jibes. "Uh, nothing at all," he stammered.

Hamish gave him one last glare before turning to Erick. "We'd better wait here for Roel. He's on the way to pick us up."

Erick nodded.

The two of them said their goodbyes to the others and waited near the sidewalk for Roel. Shortly after, a car stopped in front of them. A tall and lean guy got out of the car, a cold look on his face, frowning. He turned to Erick and Hamish and gestured for them to get inside.

The pair got in and were quiet as Roel got back inside the car again. He then started to drive them towards the pack house.

Throughout the journey, the three people inside the car was quiet. There wasn't even a radio that was switched on. It was very tense as if one can cut the air with a knife. This went on until they reached the outskirts of the pack house.

Roel drove the car all the way to the entrance of the pack house. He parked the car in front and got out of the car. He then told them to get inside and wait in his office.

A few minutes later, both Erick and Hamish found themselves sitting in one of the offices on the first floor. There were murmurs all around them as people looked over, wondering what kind of things that these two have done that were so terrible that they ended up in Roel's office. Everyone in the pack knew that, out of the three triplets, Roel was the strict and hard shifter. He was not lenient and soft as his older brothers.

People were still whispering and pointing at Erick and Hamish as they sneakily looked over, wanting to know what was happening. Soon after, Roel walked in with a tall and gangly man, wearing glasses. He has a very messy hair and his clothes were unkempt, as if he hasn't washed his clothes for days.

Erick blinked his eyes in surprise at the appearance of the man while Hamish still wore an expressionless look on his face. But the flicker in his eyes gave away his emotions. Apparently, the two of them recognized this man.

The man gave them a mock salute, as he stood in front of them. "Howdy, boys," he greeted, grinning.

The two of them quickly stood up and gave a small bow in respect.

Dewei was the pack's researcher. Unlike Melody, who was the pack's doctor, he was more into weaponry research. He was an unusual man who loved to study on new technology. Lachlan first met him as a rogue after he was kicked out of his previous pack. This was because he was of a different race since he was of a Chinese descendent. Fortunately, Dewei had not lost to his inner wolf back then. And Lachlan managed to make him pledge his loyalty to the Kendalls before he did. Lachlan promised that he will be assigned him to the weaponry laboratories, where he will study more on weapons and silver material, which Dewei jumped at.

Currently, Dewei was busy with his research where he had worked together with other researchers on how to create silver bullet that can only obliterate those with rogue symptoms and so forth.

Roel looked at Erick and Hamish. "I'm sure you two know about him. But let me officially introduce him. This is Dewei, the pack's head researcher." He then turned to Hamish. "For your punishment, you will be his assistant for the whole two months. You will do whatever he has asked you to. Do not disappoint me."

Hamish's eyes widened behind his glasses. He then nodded silently.

Dewei walked over to Hamish and clapped him on the shoulder. "Nice, nice. A big and fit guy to help me with my stuff," he chuckled. He then pushed Hamish to the door, "Lets go. We don't have all day."

After the two had left the room, it was only Erick and Roel in the room. Erick sat back down while Roel sat in his. "What about me?" Erick asked, confused.

"She'll be here," Roel said, as he continued with his paperwork, ignoring Erick.

The two were quiet for awhile until the silence was broken, a few minutes later. The door was slammed wide open, startling the two inside the room. Erick swiftly turned, startled at the sudden intrusion. Roel was much calmer as he only looked up with a frown.

An old woman with grey white hair in a bun stood at the door. Her face was overly wrinkled due to age but it does not seem to hide the mischievous smirk on her lips. She was short, with a hunched back, using a cane to support her. Her eyes were gray, similarly like smoke as if almost all color has been s.u.c.k.e.d out of them. If it wasn't for that little glint of black in them, Erick would have thought that the old woman was blind.

Roel immediately stood up and walked over when he saw who was at the door. He bowed low in respect and said, "Greetings, great Seer."

Erick quickly stood up when he heard what Roel had said. The great Seer in the Kendall pack was a mysterious person. Her name was Paccia. He had never seen her before but he had heard of her before. She has been in the pack, even before Lachlan was the Alpha. And the most curious thing about her was that she was not even a werewolf.

Erick bowed low in respect. "Greetings, great Seer," he repeated.

Paccia chortled in glee. "I see. So, this is the little pup, who will be helping me out this month," she stated, smiling.

Erick jumped in surprise. He did not expect that he was assigned to Paccia.

Roel nodded silently.

"Look at me, kiddo," Paccia demanded.

Erick looked up and stared at her face. His eyes widened.