The water is cool and refreshing on my skin when I resurface from the jump I’m met with Atticus splashing me. I splash him back before our playful game is interrupted by Destin jumping into the water doing a Bombie between me and atticus. When he resurfaces he flicks his wet hair at me. The rest of the guys are at the other end of the rock pool and call Destin over for a bombie competition. Destin gives me a knowing look before he swims off. “So tell me faith I heard the news whirling around the coven and I’m intrigued how does a wolf such as yourself know enough about magic to reverse the effect of a new blood it’s pretty admirable” “Well nice to hear in the talk of the coven I thought gossip was more up the elves alley. But to answer your question a lot of training and education from a young age not just in shifter education but the other four supernatural fractions along with the ability to follow one’s intuition” Atticus is easy to talk to and get along with he seems pretty chi

Delilah has now come from the ritual and has come to bless the deceased. I’m still in shock that Atticus’s life had been cut short and everything after speaking to his mother was a blur. The pyres are lit and everyone starts to head off when Delilah announces a coven meeting in the main hall in a hour. Delilah walks in step with me thanking me for all my assistance she then asks me to follow her back to the high priestess’s cottage. We walk into the ritual room the pentacle laid in the middle with the elements on each star point there’s a table with feathers, water, animal bones, sand, ashes and all sorts of crystals spread among it. She asks for the key I told no one about so I presume I can trust her judgement. She knocks on the table three times then pulls it forward and lifts up an alter cloth that decorated the wall. She puts the key in and turns it in the lock and it soon opens. She clears the contents and sets them down on the dining table before wandering back into the ritual

I wake up the next morning to an empty bed I look at the clock on the bedside table and spring out of bed when I see it’s eleven in the morning usually it’s a six am start for me working out then study or school. I walk to the shower feeling a little swollen down stairs then imagines of last night rendezvous I smile at what the twins and I got up to but start to feel alone and used considering not one of them stayed with me until I woke up. Now I’m angry sad and decide to get dressed and head to the hospital to check in with Sophia before going down to the coven to make sure everyone including Delilah and Atticus’s family are settling in well. I finish up in the shower and decide to wear a red crop top my leather jacket and some high wasted black jeans with a pair of timberlands I throw my hair up into a messy bun add a touch of fire engine red lipstick. I take my phone before I leave the room when I look on the screen I have a heap of txts and missed calls from both Destin and Colton

Delilah povI can see faith struggling she has had an eventful week she wears her strength well but I can tell she is feeling it all hit her like a freight train. She’s just moving her food around her plate and she doesn’t have her usual oomph not even the twins can bring her out of her funk which is odd. She leaves dinner early and doesn’t stay for the traditional f5 family games after dinner I can see the twins clearly want to go to her but can’t ditch everyone like faith did. Family games run until about 11 before everyone dispersed and went to bed. At about 12 I had a set of frantic knocks on the door. I unlock the door to answer but before I could open the door Colton and Destin push in through the door and barge into the house they walk around the house “is she here is she here Delilah” “Well hello to you too boof heads! Is who here why are you too here is the question” in unison they both answer “FAITH” Colton is more erratic than Destin pacing biting his nails. “She’s not i

When we get back to the motel. Chase cooks chicken stir fry as it turns out in am in fact clueless when it comes to cooking he put some in a takeaway container for me to have tomorrow night. His stir fry tastes amazing like a flavour explosion in my mouth and watching him it seems simple. “So how did you learn to cook?” Chase shrugs his shoulders “the pack cook taught me when I was little. I wanted to learn the basic life skills” “Nice. What other domestic duties can you do” “Other than being self reliant pretty much everything my fathers cold and distant being an only child I sought attention else where in the pack from a young age” “What happened to your mother” Chase visibly grimaces at my question he puts his fork down into his bowl seemingly annoyed now maybe a crossed a line I was just curious to know maybe he too has suffered a loss and that’s why his helping me in my hour of need. “I better get going my father will notice if I’m gone to long and nothing good comes from