Whiskey. I waited another minute before jumping down from the branch. I landed with a soft thud and quickly looked around the forest. I could just see the lights from the village through the trees. I'd landed further away than I would have liked, but not too far thankfully. With one last quick look around, I darted off towards the village. I was quick and light on my feet, didn’t make a sound and didn’t stay in one spot long enough to be spotted. This is like second nature to me. Moving without being seen, without being heard. I am still the merchant of death, the ghost in the night, just like I was every time before. In no time at all, I was in view of the small cabin. The patrolling dogs were still out in the depths of the forest, probably didn’t expect me to get this close to the village again. Their mistake. It’s one of the top rules that was beaten into me, never assume. I approached the cabin from the back, keeping myself in the shadow of the building. I lifted my nose and br
Zelena. I laid on top of the bed, unable to sleep. The soft and steady breathing of the twins was enough to keep me calm, but not enough to soothe my racing mind. Too many questions and so much uncertainty. What happened to Tobias, why was he lying to me? Where did Whiskey go, and when will she be back? Who or what is behind Alpha Doyle’s visit? Why does everyone seem so afraid that he is a half-breed but not that Alyse is? Is it possible that nobody knows Alyse is a half-breed? No, that can’t be right. I saw her, which means others did too. Does Whiskey remember everything now, is that why she left? When will Gunner be finished with Doyle? What is up with Tobias? Now I'm just going in circles. I need to get up and do something, I can’t keep torturing myself like this. I pushed myself up and climbed out of the bed. I grabbed the baby monitor and went to the door. I swung it open slowly and looked over at the twins as I stepped out into the hallway, being careful not to wake them.
Zelena. “You asked for this gathering, why are we here?” Gunner’s voice called, dripping with authority and roughness. Roe stood up and Lupus gently patted her hip in a show of support. “I’ve gotten the Russian Were to tell me some info about the attack on his pack” she said softly. Her eyes flicked over to mine briefly before she dropped them again. I didn’t miss the glimmer of fear she was hiding in there though. “And, what did he tell you?” Gunner asked, this time his voice sounding much more gentle. “He said a monster came, the Besomar, and it killed everyone” Roe said, still not lifting her eyes. “Besomar?” I asked, “That’s what he called me when Doyle brought him in”. “Yes” Roe nodded. “What is a Besomar?” Felix asked from across the table. “It’s like a demon” Roe choked a little on the word ‘demon’. “He thinks a demon attacked his home?” Gunner scoffed. “Besomar is an evil spirit. It is said that the person or animal that Besomar possesses, is no l
Zelena. The feeling of falling pulled me upright. I opened my eyes, and I was now standing on my human feet, in front of me was the ever beautiful Selene. “Hello, daughter of mine” she sang happily. “Mother” I smiled half heartedly, “You heard me” I said with a huff. “I am always listening” she said as she turned and wondered, more like glided, through the field of white flowers. “What can I do for you, my girl?” her melodic voice called. There is a lot I wanted to ask her, a lot that I was desperate to understand. But one question stood above the rest. “I need to know if you knew” I replied, stepping toward her. She didn’t answer right away, but I know she heard me, I know that she knows what I'm talking about. Could she have been behind this prophecy the entire time? Did she create us, Whiskey and I, only for us to die? Is this all her doing? “Yes” she said quietly as she turned back to face me. “How long?” I asked solemnly. Pain raked through my chest at her
Zelena. Back at the house, I found Roe in the kitchen. It's almost like she doesn’t like the other rooms of the house, besides maybe the library. She could have gone back to bed, no one would have thought any less of her for it. But no, even in the middle of the night, Roe will always find a way to busy herself with cooking. “Hi” I said as I sat on a stool at the bench, “Zelena, sweetheart, are you doing okay?” she asked while putting down the knife she was using to slice a giant watermelon. I pulled a slice off the cutting board and took a quick bite before smiling. “I’ll be alright” I answered her honestly. She narrowed her eyes and put her hand on her apron covered hip. She didn’t even need to say anything, she just looked at me with that motherly stare. “Really Roe, I know what needs to be done. I understand it now” I told her with a nod. She stood up straight, dropping her hand and looking at me with concern. “What do you mean?” she asked shakily. I put the rind o
Zelena. It’s not like Tobias to miss something like this. I reached out to him through our bond. *Tobias?* I flashed. But nothing came back, just emptiness. *Tobias, is everything okay?* I tried again. But still no response. If something had gone wrong, we would have been alerted. Tobias is a large Were, not easily hidden or unnoticed. But he fainted, just a couple of hours ago. Maybe there is something really wrong, maybe he is unconscious someone out in the forest. *Tobias!* I yelled through the flash, but still got nothing back. I don’t like this, something is up. I came back to the room while they were talking about the search parties spreading out towards the borders. “Where’s Tobias?” I asked Gunner a little urgently. “He was with Elaine and Venus last I heard” he answered casually. I bit my lip and looked over at Smith. He was talking with Felix, but his eyes were on me. “Did you see him? Was he alright?” I asked Gunner on a whisper. That piqued his int
Zelena.“There’s something I haven’t told you” Gunner piped up. I turned to look at him and frowned. I don’t think I can handle any more bad news at this point in time. “What?” I blanched. “To get her to come with me, back to the pack, I did something to her” he said hesitantly. “What did you do?” Smith asked with a snap in his tone. Gunner faced him and growled, swiftly shutting down any possibility of a challenge. Smith stepped back and dropped his head, conceding to Gunner. “I used some kind of compulsion on her” Gunner admitted. I hand to shake my head a little to make sure I heard him right. “Compulsion? Like an Alpha command?” Felix asked before I did. Gunner shook his head and rested his hands on the table. “No, I don’t think so. It didn’t feel like it at least” he said while looking at his hands. I looked down at my feet to think if anything like that has happened to me. I can’t picture any time that I managed to compel someone to do something against their will.
Whiskey. I gave Tobias and the angry woman a large birth and made my way back to the shed where they had been keeping the prisoner. The searching warriors were moving further away from the village, just as I had hoped they would. This should be a quick and relatively easy task. Not even Gunner and his little bitch Mate will get in the way of my mission. I climbed onto the same tyre, under the same window, and peered through the dirty glass once more. Gunner’s mother and father had left now, but the prisoner wasn’t left alone. One of the dirty wolves from Doyle’s pack was now joined by three people, probably members of Gunner’s pack. Though looking at the fowl glare and the dishevelled appearance of one of the humans, and the fact that he hung rather close to the wolf, I think it’s a safe assumption to guess he is one of Doyle’s. Taking down four measly animals is child’s play. I'm determined not to let that blue eyed bastard get away from me for a second time. Hopefully, I've gotten