My blood pumps around my body violently. Injured pack members mill in and out of rooms in the pack house. Seeking out loved ones. Praying that their family members survived the carnage of the attack. I glance down and notice the once pristine tiles are stained red and brown. Dried blood and fresh blood leaving its mark on my home. New reports keep coming in. More bodies both rogue and pack being found. How am I meant to protect my pack? How am I meant to protect her? An army was raised right under my nose and I knew nothing! The packs blood is on my hands. The door swinging open pulls me from my pity party. “Matt ,” “there’s something wrong with Nova” I glance up to find Luca looking concerned. A line sits in the middle of his eyebrows , showing he’s been frowning for awhile. “Where is she?” My voice is so hoarse I barely recognise myself. Luca motions for me to follow him and my body responds on instinct eager to be near my mate and feel her skin on mine. Luca weaves his way past t
Everything is black. Parts of my body hurt but don’t hurt at the same time like some kind of confusing hangover. Lights zoom around me yet I can’t see anything. Might be time to book myself in for an eye test. Just as I start to worry I might be dead the world around me shifts and pulses. The colour green starts to spread and break off into different shades. The colour leeches off and I’m thrown forwards. Everything spins for a moment then stops. As I try to catch my breath I look around. I’m in a meadow? Why the fuck am I in a meadow? I don’t have time for a stroll through the woods for fuck sakes! Laughter rings out around me “damn it ! Celeste?” I call looking for the sneaky goddess. In a flash she materialises in front of me. “No need to be so bullheaded Nova” her voice carries an underlying reminder that she is much older and stronger than me. “Why am I here?” She steps towards me and stops when I have to look up at her. “I’ll make this quick Nova. The sacrifice you have to make
As we reach the bottom of the stairs the pressure in my eyes starts to relax slightly. Hopefully it won’t be long until I can stop rolling around like Stevie Wonder. Luca’s hand is gently gripping my arm steering me around the packhouse. I can tell we are headed for Matts office as his scent gets stronger and my lower body clenches. Fuck behave Nova this really isn’t the time to get horny. “You ready?” Luca whispers. Battling to stay in control and not lunge to mount Matt I nod once. As we step round the corner the voices of angry people fill the air. Actually angry is an understatement these people want revenge and quickly. There are some gasps as we enter the office. “Give nova a seat” Luca barks and I hear the sound of a chair scraping across the floor. Luca and someone else lower me into the chair slowly. “Thank you” I mange before the angry voices kick up again. I feel the heat of someone’s gaze on me but can’t see who it is. Judging by the tightening of my body I’d have to assu
Everything hurts. The wolf healing feels slower than usual. Maybe because of all the magic we’ve burnt through tonight. I head to the front yard of the pack house. I made a conscious choice not to tell anyone I’m going now. I know they’d try and stop me , tell me to rest. But the longer I stay the further away that dirty little fairy gets. Sitting helpless surrounded by all the pack members who are hurt or hurting won’t help. Revenge will help. I pull out my phone and log onto heretic HQ. When we are inducted our phones get trackers installed. I’d hated it at the time. Thought it was a major violation of what little privacy we did have. Now I find myself eager to invade some privacy. Not that I think she’d still have it on her but if I can find it then I can find her. After a few moments a red light bleeps on my screen. It looks to be on the outskirts of the pack territory on the north side. Ok bitch , game on. I set off on foot towards the north perimeter. Bodies scatter the territo
As the warm air of the heating hits me I take a deep breath. The airport is heaving with people which could make finding this dirty little traitor difficult. I grasp the broken phone in my pocket and trace her again. Each time the magic swirls I start to see through her eyes like I’m her. Urggh the thought alone makes me want to peel my skin off. She’s checking her reflection in the mirror. Her skin is puffy and red and there’s a cut running down the side of her face but apart from that she looks like her usual arrogant self. She steps back from the mirror and reaches for the door. Gate 15. I pull back from the trace quickly. My eyes scan widely for a sign with directions. I really don’t have time for this for Fuck sakes. A man in a black and white suit and trouser combo walks pass with an employee ID swinging from his neck. Perfect. “Excuse me?” I call and jog to catch up with him. “Yes mam , can I help you ?” Did he just call me mam? Isn’t that meant to be for old women? Ok let’s s
You know what sucks most about the underworld? Fairies , fucking fairies ! Forget what you see on tv and in movies. Those little shits are actually vicious. Last week heretic HQ sent me out to Mayfair in London to break up a fairy fight. Lamp posts had been knocked over , huge slabs of pavement missing and magic flying everywhere. It wouldn’t of been so bad but the fae were having a full blown magic match in one of the busiest parts of London. Bloody fairy dust everywhere. Do you know how long it takes to wash fairy dust out of your hair ? Fucking weeks ! To make matters worse one of those evil little midgets even managed to bite me ! Tiny little gremlin teeth sunk into my arm and it still burns now a full week later. I may have accidentally clipped off the edge of his wing afterwards when loading him for transport. So while I sit here in my Ford Focus in some shady part of west London tracking a rogue wolf I actually thank the gods that it’s not another fairy wre
I pull my car up outside an empty field. Nothing around except trees and open space. “Perfect” I mutter slamming my car door. I’ve had to drive for over an hour to find a secluded space at this time of night. I walk out to the centre of the field and allow my emotions to take over. My power rises to the top , my skin burning as the rage takes over. Another life lost. A murder without meaning. A young woman taken well before her time. Was she a mum ? A daughter ? And aunt ? A girlfriend? Someone’s best friend or life line ? My eyes burn as I cry for the woman who’s family will never know the truth about why she will never return home. The more I cry the angrier I get. The angrier I get the more dangerous I become as my magic starts to break free. Gold and violet lights Start shooting into the night sky as my breathing gets heavy. Everything burns as I take a deep breath ready for the release. The air snaps and sizzles around me like it anticipates what’s to come. My body trem
8 hours and 55 minutes. That’s how long it took to fly from London Heathrow to Chicago O’Hare international airport. Geoff being the cheapskate that he is didn’t even book me a first class ticket. He argues that at 5ft3 I don’t need the leg room or stretching space. I’d beg to differ judging by the aches and pains in my body as I follow the crowd to baggage reclaim. I’d read the assignment during the flight and as I’d suspected typical wolf behaviour. Alpha Matt is currently trying to draw up peace treaty’s with the neighbouring packs. There had been a lot of fights and arguments over territory’s and none of the packs or alphas trusted their neighbouring packs anymore. This had led to fights while on patrol with other packs and more than a handful of deaths from each pack involved. Tensions are running high and Alpha Matts Beta Lucas had requested Heretic involvement to ensure the smooth running of the meetings and successful signing of the treaty. I sigh knowing