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Echoes of the Pack Chapter 30
I rub my palm over my face, attempting to soothe the worry that threatens to erupt from my chest. There is so much to take in. I want to meet this pack, but after my meeting with the Wolves last night, I am much more cautious. If their actions are any indication, they do not welcome outsiders. How have they survived in my forest for so long without being discovered? When I glance around, I am surprised by how familiar the surroundings seem. Tall conifers with an absence of streetlights or urbanization. The concrete road is changing into gravel and dirt. I can practically smell the fresh air of the outdoors or feel the dirt beneath my boots as I stride forward. Looking out the window, I realize that the cramping in my gut is not due to fear. It is a want to go outside in the fresh air, to be here in the vast expanse that stretched for kilometers. Freedom. Freedom. "Do not go jumping out of the car just yet, little wolf," Kennedy interrupts my contemplation. I look down at my hand,
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People peer out of their cabin doors or as they wonder past us. I watch in awe as huge wolves like Hendrick pad in and out of the forest and houses undisturbed. I search for the grey wolf, and the graveyard wolf but don't spot any of them. I spot a sandy-colored wolf but she doesn't have blue eyes and she's much bigger than the one I had dreamt about. I desperately search their faces and the wolves for Hendrick. He isn't here -what if they kill me before he can come? I shut my eyes and wish that there was some way I could call to him. Can he feel that I'm in trouble? If he can sense my grief and happiness and I can sense when he was lying, then surely he can feel that I'm terrified. "You'll be okay," Kennedy whispers softly. I turn towards him and he passes me a tissue from his pocket, "Mira is hot-tempered but she's a strong Alpha. No one will harm you." His smile is soft and I find my heart slowing down. Maybe he's right-I could just be jumping to conclusions. It's quite obvious t
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I sit limply in the mud, clawing at my throat, as Mira snarls, "We'll take it from here, Kennedy. You can go. And for your information- Abrego was not responsible for the death of those hikers." "And the case regarding the high schooler?" Mira shoots Claude a glare, but Kennedy only smirks, "Don't look at him, Mira. You know that I'm perfectly capable of finding things out without tattling rats." "We've been looking into her death," She seethes. "Good," No longer is the casual, amused Irishman that stands beside me. Kennedy's face is hard and his tone is cuts through the pack with finality, "Because Solari will not make dealings with a pack that resorts to bloodsport of their human neighbors." "We understand," A tall, blond man wraps his arm around her waist and smiles, "Thank you, Kennedy, for bringing her back. Let our Sentries escort you back." "We know the way back home." A hand is on my shoulder and I look up to see a familiar face. Jayden stares at me with a troubled frown,
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"Jayden told you already," Aiden snips as he shuts the door behind him and Hendrick, "Paws off the furniture." She huffs but jumps down and picks up her clothes in her mouth. As she trots to the back of the house where I assume her bedroom is, she shifted. I'm surprised as her naked form disappears down the house, but I seem to be the only one who's staring. I stand up from the couch, unsure what to do next. Seeing the two of them standing beside one another, it's clear to me that Aiden and Hendrick are father and son. Aiden's an almost replica of Hendrick-just with peppered hair and stubble-and I can't believe that I had missed it initially. Aiden narrows his eyes at Hendrick, who's pointedly looking at the ground. He looks like a boy who's been caught stealing from the cookie jar. "Your name?" Aiden turns to me. I stare at him with wide eyes as his begins towards me, "What's your name?" "A-Alora," I stick my hand out to him. He grasps my forearm firmly like I had seen Skyler and
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He stands up and pulls my head around as he looks for more abrasions. Just a couple bruises, but his eyes darken considerably with every wound he finds. The final straw is when his eyes flick down to the bite mark that the black wolf had left me. It's scarred over now; a row of pink, raised flesh from the jagged canines. A constant reminder of the man who is my real enemy. But I seem to be the only one who can see his Mark. The one he left in my neck. Hendrick shuts his eyes and takes a deep breath, "Are you alright?" I'm still furious with him, but the way he asks in such a shaky voice breaks me. I lean my forehead against his shoulder and shut my eyes. "No," I sniff, "I'm not alright." He wraps his arms around me, and I do the same. He's so infuriating and stubborn, and I hate how he's so temperamental. But, in this moment, I lap up the comfort he gives me. It's been so long since someone has held me like this. I just really need to be hugged. "Hendrick...I'm sorry if I got you
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Jayden cringes as I jam my phone back into my pocket, "Voicemail?" "Yeah," I mumble, leaning against the passenger door and staring out the window. It's been six days since I have been taken to Abrego. They have let me come and go since, but I haven't spoken to Hendrick since. I've tried to give him space, but my patience is running thin today. He's avoiding me, and I don't know why. I thought we had put aside what happened with his pack finding out about me, but apparently not. Or maybe there's another reason-I can't tell. Jayden and Skyler have been hanging out with me during and after school, answering the questions I have about the Wolves. They all worship the three Goddesses that Avianna had told me about, each pack varying in their level of piousness. Apparently, Abrego is considered fairly religious which is why they have a pack healer. My understanding is that some packs are far more religious-namely the packs that are closer to The Order-while others possess a mild awarenes
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I look around the room she has taken me to. It must have been her bedroom because there's a wardrobe and a bunkbed in the corner. However, instead of a bottom bed there's a work desk that is currently covered with open manuscripts and books. In the center of the room is a skylight in the shape of a circle. An oculus. The walls are lined with shelves with hundreds of jars. They're filled with stones, herbs, gems, shells, oils, bugs, and peculiar things like feathers and bubblegum. Avianna picks up the jar with bubblegum, takes one for herself and then offers me one, "I just really like chewing. And no, that doesn't mean you can get me a chew toy as a thank-you gift." I roll my eyes and take a piece of gum. As I pop it into my mouth, I feel my laughter die down, "Do you really think I'm not a human?" "Do you?" I set my bag down and peer up through the skylight as Avianna adds, "Did you read my books?" "I did," I smile as I hand them back to her, "Though they didn't really answer muc
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You mustn't tell anyone about being the Prophet. Not even Hendrick. Not even Mira or Ilya. Avianna's words echo in my head even as I sit beside Jayden. We're watching a movie, but I haven't done much but stare at the screen. All I can think about is the vast amount of information I have suddenly find myself in. I'm a member of the Abregon Pack. So is Hendrick, Skyler, Claude, and Jayden. Avianna is their pack healer. Mira and Ilya are the ones in charge-the Alphas. Hendrick's father, Aiden, is their Beta. There are two kinds of Wolves-the werewolves and the lycans. That splits up even further; some lycans go onto joining The Order of the Huntress. And apparently I'm some oracle. At least it explains the dreams, think with an anxious laugh. It's good to know that I haven't completely lost it. "You good?" Jayden glances over at me. The credits are rolling on the T.V. and she laughs, "I don't think I've ever seen someone be so quiet while watching Monty Python." "Sorry," I smile, "
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