Nathan caught her wrist effortlessly, a well-aimed blow hitting her chest, knocking the air out of her and slamming her back several feet beyond her ability to fight. He shook his head. "Jess, I don't kill unless I have to. I face people like you because you hunt us without any difference for the good or the bad. You're no different than I am."
Jess grunted and caught herself before she hit the ground, rounding on Nathan. "That may be true. But I don't need your help, only for you to stab me in the back later on."
"It won't be in the back, and it won't even happen if I never get this curse lifted!" Nathan shouted. He sighed. "I can't kill at all. Not humans, not hunters, not my own kind. Only animals and mutts. And even with mutts it's hard. I'm not going to stab you in the back. I'm going to challenge you."
"Oh, I get it." Jess said. "You're not here to 'help' me, you're here to help yourself." Somehow, this curse prevented him from being able to kill her. He was harmless with this so called curse. "You can't lift your curse, and I'm guessing, it's cause you don't have the right blood to work spells." Some magic was just made for different beings. The fae had their chi, and the humans had their spell work. Even demons had their own type of dark magic. Werewolves just weren't designed to manipulate magic. They manipulated enough as it is.
"Your aunt was the one who cast the spell in the first place." Nathan muttered. "I figured helping would benefit me in far more than one way." He sighed. "Look, if you don't want help. If you want to die and be the death of your aunt, then go right ahead. But I can help you. I can give you all you need, and then the chance to kill me later."
"Hmm, you must've mistaken me for someone who's completely brain dead." Jess said. "I don't work with monsters as a general rule, especially ones that want to kill me." She studied the purebred curiously. Maybe the curse was affecting his decision making skills. Score one for Aunt Rose.
Nathan shook his head, waving her off. "Right well I could just as easily tell some young pures who want to prove themselves about this planned event and they can come tear you to pieces all they want. You don't know our weaknesses. You can't kill us so easily without getting yourself killed." He rubbed his chest where she'd shot him absently; it still hurt. "What do you want from me? You don't want help and talking to me seems to frustrate you."
"Ugh, I dunno." Jess says with a scowl. "Once more, hard to kill people without a head. "Enough with this. I want to know what you're offering right off the bat, and how much you want for it."
"I'm offering to serve you in whatever way you require me. In return I want to be left alone from you and any other hunters. I'll deal with the curse on my own. Rose would never lift it." Nathan told her.
"Alright, now that sounds reasonable." Jess said, body language relaxing considerably. "But all bets are off if you kill anyone." She yanked her machete out of Nathan's hand with a stern look and sheathed it. "Full moon is tomorrow, you're gonna help me find a way to force the mutts to filter in to a fixed zone, so I can take them on a few at a time." She said, turning around and starting to walk back to house. This was really more of a test to see if she could trust Nathan, turning her back to him.
Nathan rolled his eyes. "I can't kill anyone really. There are loopholes, sure, but I really can't kill anyone." He, pushed past her, heading for the road. "Come on, we need to find a location. I know a place, but it's a long walk and you can't get there by care. I could shift and let you ride me, but I get a feeling you're not going to agree to it and I'm a little uncomfortable of it myself." His weakest point was easily accessible riding on his back.
"Yeah, pass, wolf boy." Jess said. "Can I get there by motorcycle, or is it really an on foot only type of place?" Jess didn't want to be stranded somewhere tomorrow night. The best place would give them the option of retreating if it got to bad. But she would make a few "monster grenades" as her father called them, with silver shrapnel. She would find high ground to take a few of them out with a rifle before she had to depend on melee weapons. Unfortunately it didn't look like Nathan was gonna be much help in the actual fighting.
Nathan quite nearly read her mind. "I can probably help, you know. It'd be a killer for reputation, but seeing as how I can still take down mutts..." He trailed off. "I know this place, it's kind of, uh, sacred. It used to be home. There are a lot of secret passages and there's not a lot of ways in and out from the outside. There's a room in the top it's all windows that open so it's the perfect place to go shooting from."
"Ok, well I'm gonna go and fire up the Triumph and gather some supplies we're gonna need." Jess said, heading for the garage. "Is there anything I should know about this place before hand? I hate surprises."
"Well I doubt your motorcycle will make it all the way there, first of all." Nathan told her. "You might see a few pups lurking about the place, but they're just kids. Still pretty harmless. Of course, you've never seen pups before..."
"Can't think they'd be much different from human kids, still have the same attitude." Jess said, opening the garage door and heading to her bike. It was a Triumph Tiger Explorer, a dual sport bike that handled well on pavement and rough terrain. Other then her Colt M1911 and her Smith & Wesson classic revolver, it was her prize possession. She put on her helmet and straddled the bike, turning over the engine. "Lead the way, wolf boy." Jess said.
Nathan shook his head, knowing she'd be in for a surprise if she saw the pups. He shifted into his wolf form, giving a bark and padding in the direction they needed to go. He waited patiently to make sure Jess was ready and behind him.
Jess chased after Nathan, loving the feel of the wind rushing through her hair and the air whipping her face. They soon left the road and Jess hunched over her handlebars, the shocks sending her every which way over the uneven ground. She loved taking her Triumph off road, it ran smoothly.