“Are you going to keep staring at me all night witch?” Mork asked, his voice full of spite and disgust. Calistè smiled at him. She was used to it already - lycans speaking to her in that manner. No matter what she did for them and how long she stayed with them, it wasn’t going to do any good. She was never going to fit in.“Of course I didn’t come here to stare at you all night,” Calistè smiled. “I have better things to do with my time. I came for the body.”Mork stared at her warily. He was surprised and he couldn’t hide it. How on earth did she know about the body?“Don’t act so shocked,” Calistè shrugged. “Remember that I’m a witch. You can’t really hide stuff like that from me for a very long time.”“True,” Mork nodded. “I almost forgot what you were, witch.”Calistè snickered and moved closer to him. “Call me a witch from dusk till dawn. That is who I am. Do you know who you are? You’re nothing more than a puppet, a puppet that has devoted his life to serving a spoilt little pri
Xavier couldn’t sleep for the rest of the night. His mind was racing. He was unsettled by the mere thought of what could happen if their plan went wrong, and it was already going wrong. His strongest female warriors - his sister, Layla and his girlfriend, Rhea were angry with him. His Beta, Jimin was a little bit disappointed in him, and the only person he could turn to for advise was dead already, a second time. As much as he hated to admit it, Dan Damon was still very important to him. Yes, he was an awful dad and wasn’t the best at communicating with his children but when it came to ruthlessness, he was the best at it. In situations like this when on a normal basis, emotion would get the best of other people, it wouldn’t even flinch him. Dan Damon would still do the necessary. Xavier needed someone with a resolve as firm as that to speak to him and give him some words of advise and encouragement again and since his father was unavailable, the next name that came to his mind was the
“Pack your things everyone. We’re heading back to the West.”The warriors of the Black Wolf Pack woke up with a jolt. They had been preparing all night for their invasion of the North the next day and it came as a shock to all of them that the very person that had been on their toes, expecting them to be hyper prepared for the D-day was backing out of the plan at the last minute. Jimin, Rhea and Layla were the most shocked at Xavier’s sudden change of plans considering the fact that he had not spoken about it with any of them and Jimin frowned at Rhea wondering if she was somehow the reason they were having a change of plans.“Don’t look at me like that,” Rhea complained. “I had absolutely nothing to do with the sudden change of plans. Ask him whatever.”Jimin ignored her and walked over to meet Xavier. He tapped Xavier on the shoulder and Xavier turned and smiled at him.“Hello, Beta,” Xavier smiled. “Trust you had a good night.”“Yeah,” Jimin muttered wondering since when Xavier beg
"How sure are you that he would be turning back to the West?" Ghost grunted over the phone in his usual grumpy voice."I can assure you of it," Elder Obada smiled. His voice was full of excitement because for the first time in years, he could see his plan begin to take shape. Everything was going perfectly, just the way he wanted it to go."So what are you asking for now?" Ghost grunted. "Reinforcements," Elder Obada replied quickly. "The warriors he left behind would not be enough to take on him when he gets back. I need more. I need to make it a clean job this time, and when he dies this time, you can tell your witch friend to leave him dead for good.""That's part of the problem we have here," Ghost frowned. "The only reason Calisté brought him back to life is because she has an ego twice the size of her brain. She claimed me killing the family wasn't enough vengeance for her. She wanted to do it herself. She wanted to see the look of horror on Xavier's face when he was dying and
Rhea stared at the lifeless body of Mork on the floor. He had been her personal guard for as long as she could remember and he had always been good for her. It was sad that when she needed him the most, he had turned on her for personal glory, and now he was dead.“You shouldn’t have killed him,” Rhea frowned.“What should I have done with him?” Calistè grunted. “He wasn’t going to give us any useful information.”“He was always good to me,” Rhea muttered.“That was before he became over ambitious,” Calistè frowned. “Mork didn’t really care about you anymore. All he wanted was to harness Steve’s power.”“And what about Steve?” Rhea asked. “What would we do about him now?”Calistè looked over her shoulder at the long line of graves that were ahead of her and she shrugged. “I would say we dig through all the graves in St. Jacques tonight but I’m standing with a princess who can’t get her nails dirty.”“I don’t even have nails,” Rhea muttered, staring at her fingers. “I can’t be here all
Rhea and Calistè turned to look at each other.“It’s got to be in here,” Rhea said. “Let’s go in.”Rhea walked ahead of her and pushed the gate open. It creaked loudly as it opened and Calistè frowned seeing that the gate had been open all along. They could have just pushed the smaller one and went in rather than going through the stress of opening the whole gate.They walked in and Rhea assessed the bottom floor quickly. It was empty.“Nothing there,” she frowned. “Let’s check up.”They took the stairs up and stopped at the entrance of the building. The place was dusty and Rhea coughed as they walked in.“Mork had to come all the way here to hide a dead body,” Calistè growled as they walked in. “How smart of him.”“You couldn’t have found this place without my help,” Rhea grunted. “We should be happy that he decided to go with the usual riddles. Let’s look around quickly before the ghosts come up.”Rhea took the first floor and scanned the building quickly. There was a freezer at the
“What..what..what do you mean?” Rhea stared at Calistè. “Someone else is already in control of Steve?”“You heard me right,” Calistè nodded. “I don’t know how he managed to do it but it’s been done already. All the necessary spells have been cast. The only thing left is the body. It needs time to regenerate and get its form again.”Rhea ran her fingers through her hair pensively. All her efforts over the past week to get Steve was now futile. Someone else was one step ahead of them and it was most likely going to be Mork.“How long until his new form is completed?” Rhea asked.“Normally, it doesn’t take more than an hour or two,” Calistè shrugged. “Depending on how long this spell was cast, he would be waking up any time soon and searching for his master.”“And if he doesn’t see his master?” Rhea asked.For a second, Calistè went blank. She had not considered that before as it had never happened before. “I’ve never thought of that,” Calistè frowned. “I guess it would remain there, wa
Jimin frowned. He wasn’t happy about the prospects of his father discussing with Calistè. As far as he was concerned, they had absolutely nothing to talk about. Calistè was a bad influence and as long as he had feelings for her in the past, she was going to use it against him. It would affect their decision making process greatly.“You shouldn’t speak to her,” Jimin muttered to himself. “She would want to convince you to go ahead with whatever evil plan she has.”“I want to,” Tae replied inside of him. “Allow me just a minute or two with her and I’ll be gone again.”“You didn’t show up when I was going through a lot,” Jimin sighed. “Lately, the pack has been faced with a lot of threats and I didn’t see you for a minute giving me a word of advice, but here you are, about to talk to her.”“I know what I’m doing Jimin,” Tae replied quietly. “Just trust me and give me control.”Jimin sighed giving up. There was nothing he was going to say that was going to stop his father from speaking wi