Aurora.
I tightened my grip on Gunner’s side, digging my fingernails into his flesh. Gunner stared at Doyle, and Doyle stared back at Gunner. I looked around us, we were still surrounded. At a quick glance I counted nine, ten including the Alpha. Should be easy to take them. I've taken down more than this on my own before. But Gunner doesn’t seem like the type to get scared at just anyone. He called these ones mercenaries. I've never heard of Werewolf mercenaries. I wonder if the hunters knew about them. Probably not, or else they would have extinguished them by now. Human mercenaries earn their reputation, similar to that of a hunter clan. I can only assume that wolf mercenaries work the same way. And by the look of Gunner, this pack have built themselves one hell of a reputation.
Aurora. I watched as they retreated into the trees, leaving Gunner and I alone, his naked body still holding me to him. I could feel his heart thundering in his chest, his heated skin was warm against mine. I leaned back into him, pushing out my backside like a horny cat. Gunner hissed and pushed me away. I whirled around and frowned at him. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” he snapped harshly. I didn’t answer, just stared at him wide eyed. What's ruffled his feathers? “Excuse me?” I asked annoyed,
Aurora. “I didn’t want to fucking do it this way” he mumbled to himself. It was like he forgot I was even there, or that I could see and hear him. “Why can’t you let anything be even just a small bit easy” he growled into the sky. “Are you talking to me”? I asked him after swallowing down my chuckle. “No!” he snapped and glared at me.
Zelena. As soon as the name left Daniel’s mouth, I flew from the room in lightning speed. My feet barely touched the ground as I ran through the house. A stampede of footsteps thundered closely after me. I ran out the front door and all the way around the building to the driveway, not stopping or pausing for anything. I saw the SUV parked in the middle of the drive, bugs were splattered across the front grill and up along the wheel arch and fenders. He must have been driving through the night. I strained my eyes to peer through the dark tinted glass. My heart tightened and I gasped. There he is. His hair had grown, and he had a short beard now, but it was definitely Gunner. Tears fell from my eyes as I looked over his figure in the car. He was looking down at the passenger seat, but slowly lifted his head. His eyes connected with mine, and a whimper burst from my lips. He's here, he’s really here. He came back to me. He didn’t move from his seat, not at first, he jus
Zelena. “Holy Mother” Roe exclaimed shocked. I whipped my head to her, and she was looking over at the SUV. I stepped around Gunner to see what everyone was gawking at. I didn’t understand what I was looking at, not at first. It took a minute for the realisation to hit me. And when it did, it was like a building had fallen on top of me. Holy shit. She stood just in front of the car, staring at me with the same kind of expression I imagine I was wearing. Her eyes were wide and her thick brows were lifted high on her forehead. Her mouth hung open and her pale skin looked basically translucent. Without paying attention to what I was doing, I walked forward. She too walked towards me. We both stopped not two steps away from each other. Her face was my face, her eyes were my eyes, her hair was my hair. She was me, in every way. I roamed my eyes down her body, taking note of the many dark pink scars that marred her skin. She has lived a brutal upbringing, just like I did.
Zelena.I looked up and was surprised to see Selene.“Mother?” I whispered,“Hello, daughter of mine” she said back. Her gentle ethereal voice echoed around the room. Even in the darkness, her skin glowed. The silk of her white dress fluttered in the non-existent breeze, and her pure white hair hung in a straight curtain down her back.“Is this the Ethereal Plane?” I asked her and looked back down at Aurora’s broken body.“No” she answered,“A dream then?” I questioned,“Not a dream, child, a memory” she sung quietly,“Who’s memory?” I asked, looking up to her beautiful face.“Mine” she answered sadly. She’s showing me her memories, but why. But if she was here, with Aurora, that means she was visiting her too. Just like she did with me when I was this age. If I’m right, why didn’t she say anythin
Zelena. “Dad” I sobbed and stepped forward. Selene’s hands laid softly on my shoulders and she gently pulled me back. “We have to help him” I cried and looked back at her, “The past is set, sweet daughter. You cannot change what has already been done” she told me as she brushed her fingers over my cheek. “Then why are we here?” I asked shakily, “Because, in order to understand, first you must see” she answered cryptically. I turned back around and watched what was unfolding. The soldier that brought in Aurora snapped something around her neck, then the other guard did the same to Micha. I recognised what they were immediately. Shock collars. The exact same ones that Hank used on me the night Gunner rescued me. That answered one of my many questions. If they’re using the same gear that Hank used, and he was a hunter, that means these guys are hunters too. Dad and Aurora were captured by the hunters, not killed by them. A clicking sound echoed t
Zelena. This is what Selene wanted to show me. Micha got free, he escaped. Is that what I'm watching? “Get him back in the chair” the voice screamed manically through the speaker. Aurora’s guard turned off her chair and ran for the bars. He fumbled with a wad of keys on his belt while anxiously watching Micha. I hadn’t noticed before, there was a locked gate within the bars. I didn’t know whether to watch Micha who was continuing to break the remainder of his bindings, or the guard who was hopelessly trying to get different keys into the locks. “Daddy” Aurora cried. Both the guard and Micha snapped their eyes to her. Micha roared again and broke through his last strap easily. He dropped to his hands and knees and let his body morph. He looked like he was struggling, probably because of all the injuries and how skinny he looked. “Get him back in the chair” the speaker box voice screeched again. Without realising, I had both hands over my mouth, holding
Zelena. Trevor lifted his hand to my father’s neck, and with zero hesitation, sliced a knife through his throat. My father’s blood spurted out of the gaping wound, covering Aurora from head to toe. I screamed a sound that I didn’t know I was capable of. My chest throbbed with a stabbing pain. Selene’s arms wrapped around me, as I dropped to the ground onto my knees. Why would she make me watch this, what could I possibly learn from watching my father die. Selene’s hand brushed through my long hair as I sobbed uncontrollably. She whispered gentle shooshing sounds as she held onto me. Aurora did nothing. She sat quietly in the chair, her eyes glued to our father as the life left his face. She did not cry, she did not scream or beg. She simply did nothing. After a minute, Trevor let Micha’s body drop to the ground and lay in the pool of blood covering the floor. Trevor stepped forward and put both hands on the arms of the chair. He leaned forward, forcing Aurora to lean