I kept my eyes on her. She did not move. Her muscles must have been hurting by now. She had stood, leaning against the wall with her arms folded, for at least two hours now. She hadn't even shifted her weight.
Only one thing moved; her eyes.
That was normal. Her eyes were always moving, always looking around, always seeing and never missing any detail. Yet they were gazed over like she couldn't see a thing, her face showed no indication as to whether she actually saw, understood or even cared about what was going on around her.
What was going on around her was an organisation. Sort of. We hunted creatures. I don't mean creatures I mean vampires, werewolves, fairies and even leprechauns. Anything that wasn't human. As long as they broke the law.
In a way, we were the police for mythical creatures. And take them down ourselves if we had to.
Me, I was part werewolf and part centaur. Basically I can change into a half man half wolf form and as for the centaur part, well, I look like a human who spent a lot of time lifting weights. I had never lifted weights in my life.
"How long is she going to stand there?" My best friend Kale complained.
Kale was a full werewolf with some demon blood way back in his ancestry. He was big, dark and big. His muscles had muscles. His chocolate brown eyes against his dark skin made anyone who wanted to live back off. Yet he gave a puppy dog face that I had yet to see a woman refuse.
"Shut up baldy." For some reason his head just won't grow hair.
The woman that we were watching was Frost. Frost was not her name but that was what everyone called her. By everyone I mean the boss - Colman - the boss's boss - Solomon - or whoever had no choice but to talk to her.
She was beautiful. Long hair that hung like a waterfall made of lava, pale skin and smoky green eyes. She was anything but frosty. Even her personality wasn't frosty. It wasn't exactly warm either but... There were four things I knew about her.
1. She was immortal.
2. She could take down any immortal twice her size with her bare hands.
3. She could give Stephen Hawking a run for his money.
4. She was insane.