hannawolfcross:

moderngalahad:

"Good. We hired a new guy—Rob or something—so I’m sort of mentoring. He already knows cars; he just needs to learn how the shop runs and where to find everything. He’s replacing another guy who’s leaving because he’s about to get his degree in engineering and has a new job lined up." This was said in chunks between bites of steak, because the smell was too much to resist.

"By the way, this is fantastic," he said, gesturing with a piece of steak on the end of his fork. "Thank you."

"You’re welcome. I thought you’d like it," Hanna said, a piece of steak halfway to his mouth. He wasn’t eating civilized today and had forgone using a fork in favor of his sharp claws. "And that’s cool. I hope he works out. So… I was thinking we should do another patrol tomorrow. What do you think?"

"I’m up for it. Definitely." He’d need to pick up more of his medical soap. Couldn’t track supernaturals smelling like green apple.

hannawolfcross:


Hanna smiled when he caught the scent of his own shampoo from his mate. It was technically a shampoo meant for women, but the hunter liked the scent of apples, so the were had taken to buying it since Galahad kept sticking his face in his ginger hair. Might as well make it smell super nice for him.

The table was set, fresh steaks and veggies set out for both the werewolf and the hunter. There was corn and potatoes for Hanna and those plus roasted onions and peppers for the hunter. Fresh coffee was set near the hunter’s plate and two glasses of water.

Hanna had also ditched his shirt when he’d come inside. It smelled like steak and smoke. Not a bad scent. But the shirt being on him made it a little overwhelming. The were was sure the hunter wouldn’t mind his mate being shirtless at the table.

"Hey~. How was work?"

"Good. We hired a new guy—Rob or something—so I’m sort of mentoring. He already knows cars; he just needs to learn how the shop runs and where to find everything. He’s replacing another guy who’s leaving because he’s about to get his degree in engineering and has a new job lined up." This was said in chunks between bites of steak, because the smell was too much to resist.

"By the way, this is fantastic," he said, gesturing with a piece of steak on the end of his fork. "Thank you."

(Source: moderngalahad)

hannawolfcross:

moderngalahad:

The smell reached the hunter long before he saw where it was coming from. After a hard day of work, the scent alone made his stomach grumble noisily.

He wasn’t about to get in Hanna’s way when Hanna was cooking, but the hunter did come over to kiss his temple. “I see you’re spoiling me tonight~”

"I thought you’d like a good meal." Hanna turned to kiss his mate’s jaw. "Steaks will be ready soon if you wanna go wash up. I’ll have the table set in a little bit."

There were steaks and werewolf friendly veggie kabobs in the oven keeping warm for Hanna. But the ginger had decided his hubby would get the freshest cooked steak and the hottest, crisp veggies.

"Yeah, I’d better go do that before I try to eat the food straight off the grill. I won’t be long."

When the hunter reappeared, he was freshly washed in comfier clothes and smelling faintly of Hanna’s shampoo because he had run out of his own.

Hanna wanted to surprise his mate with grilled steaks and vegetables when he came home. And since he’d grilled earlier, it didn’t take much to get the grill going again so he could cook. By the time the hunter’s truck was supposed to pull up, he’d be greeted with the sight of Hanna cooking steak over an open flame, the scent of well-seasoned beef filling the air as a separate grill had the veggies roasting on it.

The smell reached the hunter long before he saw where it was coming from. After a hard day of work, the scent alone made his stomach grumble noisily.

He wasn’t about to get in Hanna’s way when Hanna was cooking, but the hunter did come over to kiss his temple. “I see you’re spoiling me tonight~”

hannawolfcross:


"Technically, I only fathered Elizabeth. Hans, Amelia’s mate, fathered Felda."

"Yesss! I asked Mummy how Felda and I have different daddies and she said she’d tell me when I was older but now I get to find out now!" Lizzie beamed excitedly at the thought. She sat down and put her chin in her hands and listened intently.

Hanna face-palmed and groaned. “I didn’t cheat on Galahad, Mr. Achenleck; if that’s what you’re assuming. There’s a research and development team where I work and someone mis-handled my… y’know… that they had for research purposes. Okay.”

The ginger stood there blushing and looking at his feet. Gawd this was awkward.

"Oh! Your seed! Like the book said."

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"……………………………." Hanna’s face went darker than his hair as he stood there, embarrassed and slightly concerned his daughter had pieced that together so quickly. "I swear I’m figuring out which person in my unit gave you that thing and then I’m gonna make them do desk work for a month.”

There was a moment of silence

before Conrad broke down laughing like an asshole.

(Source: moderngalahad)

hannawolfcross:


Elizabeth stopped dead in her tracks and pouted, Hanna quickly catching up and grabbing his hate, setting it on his head. “Poop. I wanted to play more.”

"We can play later," Hanna said before turning to Conrad, pulling a picture of Amelia out.

"This is Amelia, Elizabeth’s Mum. She lives in England. There were things that happened and me and her had a cub."

"Mummy had me on January 30th!"

"Yup! So yeah. That’s how. Sorry for not telling you sooner, Mr. Achenleck."

Elizabeth looked at the new person and sniffed him. “You smell like you live with a hobo.”

"Things that happened… that your husband is okay with?" It was a little awkward referring to the hunter as anyone’s husband, but the point here was emphasis.

The hunter shook his head. “None of us are really okay with what happened, but we’re all thankful for Elizabeth and Felda.”

"Felda. There’s another one? You’re not bothered by the person you’re married to knocking up a woman with twins?"

(Source: moderngalahad)

hannawolfcross:

moderngalahad:

The door swung open as the hunter came home. He hesitated as he watched Hanna chasing Lizzie around before speaking to someone behind him. “Close the door behind you fast; we got a runner.”

Achenleck, because that’s who had tagged along, did as instructed with a frown. What did the hunter and Hanna have? A hobgoblin? A brownie? One of those werecats the hunter had mentioned?

No, it was a little ginger girl with furry ears and a tail streaking around the living room. “What in God’s name is going on?”

"Playtime if I had to make a guess."

"I stole Daddy’s hat," Elizabeth exclaimed as she ran for her Papa, "Papa, Papa save me! Daddy’s gonna catch me!"

"No no no no. That’s Daddy’s new hat. Papa’s not gonna save you." Hanna lifted his head for a moment and smiled. "Hey, Galli. So Lizzie’s here, heh! Oh hey, Mr. Achenleck!"

"No! It’s my hat now! Tell him, Papa!" Lizzie slid the newsboy cap onto her head before holding her arms out, wanting her Papa to pick her up.

"You can’t escape Daddy that easily. You can climb up, but I’m not helping you," the hunter laughed. "Although if you give it back, we can get you your own hat."

Achenleck stood off to the side, staring. Daddy? Papa??? “Howwwww?” He gestured back and forth between the two men.

"Lizzie. Give Daddy his hat back," Hanna said as he chased a VERY hyper were-child around the warehouse.

"Noooo! I like it! My hat!" It was all fun and games. If her father were really mad he’d be using her ‘in trouble’ name. So Elizabeth kept running and jumping, avoiding her father’s attempts to catch her. "Too slow, Daddy!"

The door swung open as the hunter came home. He hesitated as he watched Hanna chasing Lizzie around before speaking to someone behind him. “Close the door behind you fast; we got a runner.”

Achenleck, because that’s who had tagged along, did as instructed with a frown. What did the hunter and Hanna have? A hobgoblin? A brownie? One of those werecats the hunter had mentioned?

No, it was a little ginger girl with furry ears and a tail streaking around the living room. “What in God’s name is going on?”

"Playtime if I had to make a guess."

Anonymous asked: No thoughts on the subject, hunter? I mean, this would be the first time you know of that your mother has dated someone. Surely you have some thoughts or opinions.

I left her on her own for over seventeen years now. I don’t think I have a right to hold an opinion about anything my mother does.

Now that I think about it, I’m more surprised than anything that it took this long.

Anonymous asked: Oh did she not tell you? She told Hanna before the moon came up. The sheriff asked her out on a date~.

We’ve been kind of busy with Hanna.

Good for her.

Anonymous asked: So your mother is finally dating again. Must be so awkward.

She’s what?

Blood Red Moon

hannawolfcross:

moderngalahad:


"She’s not trapped." The hunter pushed Hanna’s muzzle aside in return, then thought better of it and tried to draw him closer. "She’s fine, Hanna. Nothing’s wrong."

"I’ve tried telling him that," Justine said, "but he doesn’t seem to get it."

The hunter shook his head. “Hanna’s more wolf than human right now. He thinks you’re stuck in a box. I don’t know how to convince him otherwise.”

"Maybe I could… just walk away?" Justine suggested. "If I’m not on screen, then I’m not stuck in the box, right?"

"We could try, I guess."

The moment Justine was off screen, the wolf-man leaped back. Where did she go?! What happened?! The were let out sad howls. The woman was gone. He didn’t know if she was okay or not.

I’m so confused… Where’d the lady go?

The hunter ran his hands through Hanna’s fur. “I don’t think it worked, Mom.”

"No?" Justine poked her face back into view. She looked at Hanna for a moment before plopping back down in her chair. "Darn. It was worth a try." 

"I think we need to go with plan B."

"Teleportation?"

"Getting him drunk."

"Oooh yes that would be much easier."

Blood Red Moon

hannawolfcross:


Trapped trapped! In the box! Trapped!

Hanna let out a few more distressed whines. Why wasn’t his mate helping the person out of the box?! He pushed his muzzle against the hunter’s back again, growling in frustration.

Help her out of the box!

"She’s not trapped." The hunter pushed Hanna’s muzzle aside in return, then thought better of it and tried to draw him closer. "She’s fine, Hanna. Nothing’s wrong."

"I’ve tried telling him that," Justine said, "but he doesn’t seem to get it."

The hunter shook his head. “Hanna’s more wolf than human right now. He thinks you’re stuck in a box. I don’t know how to convince him otherwise.”

"Maybe I could… just walk away?" Justine suggested. "If I’m not on screen, then I’m not stuck in the box, right?"

"We could try, I guess."

(Source: moderngalahad)

Blood Red Moon

hannawolfcross:

moderngalahad:

"Hanna," the hunter called as he slipped inside and locked the door behind him. "Hanna, are you still here?" He was late. He hadn’t meant to be late, but crap happens, and now he wasn’t even sure if Hanna was in the building or not, let alone what state of mind he might be in.

The wolf-man heard his mate. His mate was home! His mate could help the person in the box! Hanna bound over to the hunter and bullied the man to the laptop, muzzle to the man’s back as he whined.

Person is trapped! Help! Help!

The hunter didn’t have much choice but to go where the giant wolfman wanted him to go, so he was prodded and herded over to the laptop.

"Galahad?"

"Mom?"

Justine propped her hands on her hips. “You know another middle-aged Asian woman?”

"I can’t even tell you’re human; the screen’s completely covered in slobber." The hunter had to dig out a handkerchief and clean the screen, his mother’s face slowly coming into view. "What’s going on?" he asked as he worked.

"I called to talk to Hanna, and then he shifted and started acting strangely. He mentioned the moon?"

Blood Red Moon

hannawolfcross:

moderngalahad:

"Gentle, Hanna. Gentle." Justine held out her hands to the webcam. "I’m all right. Calm down now."

An engine rumbled outside, then cut out.

The wolf-man stopped his pacing and sat down, staring at the screen, pitiful whines coming from him. Person sounded okay. But was still stuck in the box.

The beast leaned forward to lick the screen, trying to give the person on the other side reassuring kisses. Mate will be home soon. Mate will get you out, person.

"Hanna," the hunter called as he slipped inside and locked the door behind him. "Hanna, are you still here?" He was late. He hadn’t meant to be late, but crap happens, and now he wasn’t even sure if Hanna was in the building or not, let alone what state of mind he might be in.