"I should! Shit. I could put myself and my kid through college with that kind of money!" Ignore the fact that his "brother" would get said money too but what did these two know about suing? Nothing.

"A good surprise!" If she showed up at his room when he expected a guy Gavin would have flipped. And bragged for days. "So he wasn't super awkward until you met him in person." He knew how his bro was with girls. Gavin could shift shape like a sort of mask and had played such a prank on his friend before. "Where are you from?"

"Only problem is, like, the first one came out way before we were born so..." The lawsuit wouldn't really work out.

"Well, he was in the middle of his heat so he was feeling like shit." If Gavin knew Jay at all, he'd know how he was during that time. "North Dakota originally but we moved to Canada when I was young." After her mother was murdered by hunters. "My little brother is here too."

"Details. We just lie about our ages." Really, Charlie you are talking to an idiot.

"Oh." Gavin did know what that had been like for Jay. His friend was messed up. "So you got to know him before you fucked him that's nice." And rare.

"That America?" He sort of knew the states. Her accent suggested it. "Whose your bro?"

"Yeah, long before we did anything." She shrugged because she didn't really mind it either way. She liked Jay and yeah, the sex was a nice added bonus to an already good friendship.

"Yeah, it's on the border of Canada and the US. Prime werewolf territory." At his next question, she moved to touch a small tree they were passing by, pulling off a single leaf to play with. "Casey."

"That what you are? Werewolf?" She didn't look like any werewolves other than Talia. It blew his mind to think she could shift into a wolf but he kept the thoughts to himself. "Wouldn't have guessed it." She looked so sweet and innocent but he was alluded to the idea that she wasn't.

"Don't know him but it's sweet as that you get to be in school together." Gavin speaking as one of the only Hobs in his family to get more than 6 or 8 years of education. "Never been over to North America before. I wanna see New York and stuff one day. LA and stuff."

"Yep, born and bred." She wasn't the sort that been turned into a wolf. It ran in the family. Not that there was anything wrong with someone who's been turned, despite some attitudes of other werewolves.

"I wouldn't have come without him. But my dad was pretty eager to send us here. My aunt's a teacher and it's safer here for us than it is back home." She smiles a bit when he mentions the usual places. "I've never been to either but I hear good things."

"Your aunt is a teacher here too?" Guess it made sense with the whole pack thing that werewolves do. "I met one who shifted to cheer up my kid when she visited." He actually remembered this all very fondly. "I think she was a teacher. It was super cool." Nattie had had too many pancakes because of her dad's carelessness and the wolf had helped.

"So you got a like pack here?" Some species just needed that sort of thing for support so he understood.

"You have a daughter?" The guy seemed young but Charlie didn't hold any judgment, it was just a bit of a surprise. "What's her name?"

"Not really. I'm close with my brother and I get along with my aunt but... she's our alpha so..." It's kind of like she doesn't want her aunt to know all the things she gets up to.

"Uh yeah." Gavin didn't advertise or talk about Nattie for a long time since he thought girls didn't find it attractive. He kept that a secret until she came to visit and saying she was his little sister wasn't worth lying to his friends. Also she called him daddy so good luck explaining why your sister would do that. "Nattie. She's three. Lives mostly with her ma but they're coming here so they can both get an education." And so he could see Nattie far more during this part of her life. "But we're not together or anything." Just to be clear about the baby mama.

"That's your leader of the pack?" He was a Hobgoblin and didn't know much about werewolves.

Three? Well that's something. "You must have had her when you were pretty young." Again, Charlie sounds more interested than turned off or anything. She's just curious. However, when he mentions them coming here. "I bet you're happy about that, though. That she'll be close."

"Yeah, alpha of the pack."

"Yeah." Gavin shrugged. He'd had 3 years to get over the age thing. Lots of Hobs experimented decently early. Didn't mean that they expected to be a 15-year-old dad. "Thought the pull out method worked. Turns out it doesn't." He laughed.

"Yeah it'll be fun to have her here. Lots of babysitters around too." Everyone wanted to play with the little kid so that helped.

"Got it. How big is the pack?" He looked up at how tall the trees were above them.

She laughed with him. "Nope, it does not. That's why I've got the ring thing." You know, in case he needed to know that. Either way...

"I'll bet. So she's pretty cute?" She expects she'll be getting some pictures to see soon, if he wanted to share.

"I don't even know. Around twenty? We moved away from them so... I'm not sure."

"Smart." That was good to know and his solid nod kept it at that. He also smiled to her when he faced the sky. His eyes slid over to see if she was watching.

"The cutest." Of course. "Do you wanna see or does that totally ruin the mood?" It was kinda a joke. Kinda not. He really didn't mind putting a suggestion out there since they both knew what the benefit of being alone in the woods was.

"There's not a pack here? Like a new one?" He just assumed wolves jumped pack to pack. Really, he knew nothing.

"Seeing pictures of your daughter won't make me suddenly not want to fuck you, if that's what you mean." She holds out her hand with a grabby motion, indicating that he should show her the pics. Charlie's never had an issue with being to the point, at least.

"There's a pack but they aren't my pack."

Charlie definitely knew the right things to say! Like damn this werewolf girl was smart. Being to the point was another perk.

"Yeah yeah okay." He pulled out his phone. He could easily pull up a picture of a little girl that had short round horns like Gavin did. "That's her a few weeks ago when she was here last." He didn't do her hair but he had dressed her. Nattie had approved. "She put rocks in like everyone's shoes." Hobs and their pranks start young.

"Ooh. Okay. I feel you."

"She's adorable," she said, looking at the picture with a soft smile. "So she's a little troublemaker. I'm sure she doesn't get that from you." She teases, yeah, she may not know Gavin well but she can tell that he's not the type of person who follows the rules.

"It's in her blood." Literally and culturally. Hobgoblins were renowned for their pranks and trickery. "If she's lucky she won't get the bad luck of getting caught from me." Not that he had as of too terribly late but he knew her mother was better at getting away with her pranks than he was.

"Did you catch the radio broadcast last week? With the goats?"

"Radio broadcast?" Sorry, Gavin. Charlie's not up on the fact there's a radio show through the school. She's heard inklings but has never actually heard it.

"Yeah so Jay and me did a radio broadcast that the school was being invaded by vampire goats and stuff. It was pretty great. Almost got caught." He shrugged as if this was no big deal when it had actually caused some panic. "I think I can do better." He had some big plans brewing.

"How Orwellian of you," she laughs a bit, moving to walk over towards a little stream. "So what's the next plan then?"

"He was a famous Hob, you know." Quite the legend.

"What good is telling you? It's a surprise." he smiled and turned to her to wink. "Don't want to ruin the surprise."

"Hob?" Her brow furrows. "As... hobgoblin or...?"

"Yeah." Gavin laughed. His hand went to his forehead to brush back any hair that might be covering the two short round horns right before his hair line. Other than their cultural habits it was the only thing that really made them stand out. "Hobgoblin."

This might totally blow his cover for being Jay's brother now. Oh well.

"I've never met a hobgoblin before," she said with a smirk. "So you and Jay really are brothers from a different mother. Or sisters from a different mister."

"Now you have." He grinned just looking silly. "Don't confuse us with goblins. Those fuckers are assholes and give all of us a bad name." Often considered the uglier and greedier of the two races. "Nattie's the cutest one in existence too."

"That's right. Sisters from another mister." Sounded about right didn't it?