Ash's Pov.

My hands are stinging and my knuckles are bleeding. I woke up about an hour and a half ago and decided to train a bit, but what had started as innocent punching practice quickly turned into me punching out all my anger and frustration. My knuckles split a while ago but that didn't stop me, I just kept punching through the stinging pain, it was better than feeling angry. All I can see and feel is my red hot anger, all directed at my uncle. Him and his stupid idea to make me his little prizes body guard. I normally would have raged and fought him but the that he had given me me last night told me that it was pointless to even attempt to fight him on this.

Suddenly the alarm on my my phone goes off telling me its time to get going. I punch the bag one more time before exiting.

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After a quick shower, and after cleaning my knuckles but not actually tending to them, I head down to the private library to look for my favorite books, I know that Jupiter will still be asleep so I have some time. i scan the shelves, my perfectly colour coded shelves, and take Six of Crows, What If It's Us, The Lake House and Aristotle And Dante Discover The Secrets Of The Universe.

Thanks to my uncles insistence I am semi in my tracker uniform, he wanted me in full uniform but I thought that was a bit much. I have my classic black jeans on and and a lose black vest along with black tracker boots, they look like normal combat boots but they are more comfortable for long distances and they have pockets on the inside for throwing knives. I have a tight black band on my right bicep, and it simply shows that I am on duty to any other trackers in the house. I have a throwing knife in each boot and a dagger strapped on my outer thigh. And lastly I have breakfast for the both of us.

I reach her room and slip inside silently. She's lying on her stomach with her head turned towards the door. Her wings are spread out over the bed, one flopping off the edge near me and the other takes up the other half of the bed with only the tip hanging off.

I put the food and books down and for a second I consider brushing my fingers along her wing but I quickly suppress the thought and retreat and sit down by the door with my back to the wall, books on my right and food in front of me, snaking while I read.

Jupiter's Pov.

My wings are heavy on my back and the pillow is soft against my cheek. The room smells of chocolate muffins and bacon. I slowly open my eyes and nearly jump back in fright when i see him. He is sitting there in all his brooding glory, looking like its perfectly natural to be here. He is still wearing his black jeans, combat boots and shirt on but he has a knife on his thigh and some weird band on his arm. He looks so natural reading. When i look up to his face expecting him to be distracted, giving me a chance to take in his profile, but instead i am met with clear forest green eyes and ears that are pushed fully forward. His full attention is on me. I push myself up and hang of the edge of the bed so that i am closer to the food.

"The chocolate muffins and bacon is yours."

And with that he goes back to reading. No good morning nothing. I sigh and dig in, it smells delicious. I look up to see what he's reading between mouthfuls of muffin, it's some book called What If It's Us, never heard of it.

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After breakfast I went back to sleep and I woke up about an hour later. Ash is in the same position as before but the tray is gone, instead there are papers spread out in a neat semi-circle.

"Ash what are those papers for?"

He looks up at me, a bored expression on his face.

"They are old cases."

"Old cases?"

"People that my uncle had me track down years ago bad people, mostly criminals, that the police couldn't find."

"So your a bounty hunter?"

"Kind of. My uncle has a friend in the police force and would give me the hardest people to find. They never thought that I could do it but I found them in no time, my uncle got all the praise and I got money and practice."

"So why are they here?"

"So it looks like I am not just reading. Like I am actually working on some of my open cases."

"Oh. So if they are closed cases does that mean that I can read them?"

"Sure, they may be a little confusing though."

"It's fine if I get confused I will just ask you."

He looks like he wants to protest but he just chuckles and goes back to his book. I shift so that my legs my legs are on the bed and my elbows are resting on the floor and pick up one of the papers.

Its a sad story. Its about a guy who spent all his time his family, they were as close as could be one of those perfect families that spent every holiday together. He lived near his sister and her husband and daughter, he was the best uncle ever he would take her to everywhere and they were inseparable. But then one day his parents died in fire, his sisters husband died in a car crash and then his sister was diagnosed with cancer and he was forced to watch her die slowly. He was then tasked with looking after his niece. It was torture for him, he said that as the girl grew she began to resemble her mother more and more, so he began to beat her. He sates that after awhile she started to spend more and more time with a wolf half-breed, i glance up at Ash for a moment before continuing, the uncle claims that the night that she died the wolf half-breed had runaway and he claims that that the wolf is responsible for her death. The uncle admitted that he beat her once or twice. At the bottom of the page in neat handwriting and underlined is written 'the uncle killed her' but there is no proof written anywhere on the page to support the claim.

"Ash how do you know that it was the uncle that killed her?"

"Huh.....Wait which case did you just read?"

I show him the piece of paper and his face goes deathly pale, he looks like he has just seen a ghost.

"I forgot that that one was with all my old files, anyway the uncle blamed someone else and was to detached and emotionless when i questioned him."

His voice as a slight tremor to it but I nod anyway and scan over the rest, they all seem really basic compared to the first one. I finish them really quickly and end up super bored with only one option, annoy Ash.

I roll onto my back and stretch out my arms towards him. My fingertips brush his chin and he jerks his head back. He looks up at me with a death glare and I smile at him. He is defiantly not impressed with me.

"Ash I'm bored."

He sighs and reaches over to his stack of books and hands one to me, its called Aristotle And Dante Discover The Secrets Of The Universe. I guess its better than nothing. I would like to ask more question about the first case but the look on his face made me think twice.