Despite her best efforts, Yoanna’s body flinched every time dirt left the hand of a mourner and landed upon the dark wood of May’s casket with a thud and a trickling sound as it slid off the highly polished, sloped surface.
After nearly two week of arrangements that had involved getting finicky locals to pull their panties out of their asses at the thought of handling the remains of werewolves, and far too many funerals, a part of her felt immune to the whole process but this was the part that always seemed to affect her the most and she wasn’t entirely sure why.
May’s body was the last to be buried. The last service dryer than the dirt waiting to fill the grave once everyone was out of sight was over. The mourners; the few remaining from the pack as well as people from the area that had known them, were walking away. Their pace was slow and reverent at first, their bodies held stiff within their formal clothing as though they weren’t sure
Ella fought down a yawn and tried to gain some semblance of control over her hair as she shuffled her way into the vast kitchen. Their night had been rough, to say the least, and her hair refused to cooperate even after her morning shower. With the occasional grunt in reply to some far too cheery greetings tossed her way, she pulled her still damp hair back into a low ponytail as she made her way to the quieter end of the kitchen that Yoanna and Sinn seemed to have claimed as their own. If she hadn’t been so tired and had actually had more than a passing interest in cooking, she might have been jealous at how they had managed to gain that space under the watchful glower of the formidable woman that held sway over the kitchens there. Her first bit of joy that morning came in the realisation that the couple looked a little worse for wear themselves… though Ella knew their subdued state wasn’t down to a rough night with a puk
Ella whirled around sharply on her heel and was racing back inside the mansion before her words had had the chance to settle into the air between them. Shock raced down Sinn’s spine but body took over, moving her in Ella’s wake with Yoanna at her side matching her stride for stride.She knew. They both did, that whatever the problem was, it was coming from the UK.They were out of time.The image on the new big screen in the library was flickering alarmingly, the image of Amanda grainy and jumping around as she tried to speak.“— sure how much lon— ‘nection getting worse!”“What’s going on?”“—ted attack—”“Focus on getting the details to us Amanda! We’ll fill them in!” Ella turned her attention on Yoanna and Sinn as she caught the barely discernible nod of understanding from Amanda and the screen went black. “The police have so
The smells and sounds of home settled around them as they completed their step through the portal through to the other side. Sinn had thought that everyone would have moved through but they were still there, waiting. The expressions on the faces of the ones they had rescued were still mostly shocked, confused and fearful as their world had shifted so sharply around them.Through the crowds of people, she caught a glimpse of Rosita being supported by Simon. She looked like she had escaped without further harm but the usually overly verbose Psychic was looking subdued in a way that went beyond her lack of sight, as she was barely responding to anything Simon or anyone else was saying to her.As she looked around further, her eyes seeing out the faces she knew to make sure that none of their people was hurt or had gotten lost along the way, Sinn belatedly realised that while they were in the tunnel, there weren’t at the end they had started off from for some reason
The grinding crunch of gears, the sound of an engine and the jolt and bump of an uneven surface beneath what felt like square wheels rocking her sharply from side to side and back and forth to send pain throbbing through her shoulder pulled Sinn back towards consciousness. Her mentor’s training and her experience waking up in difficult situations; usually, ones created by him, held Sinn still and helped her to fight against her natural instinct to react to the pain or show in any way that she was awake.She listened carefully as she swam through the lingering haze of drugs and tried to piece everything together, She caught the distant, muffled sound of movement and voices to her right and guessed that it was from the front of whatever vehicle she was being slammed around in. When she tried to use her powers to gain more details, she could barely get a flicker of anything to register through the cotton wool that seemed to have been stuffed in her head.Focus.
Day 123 – Ten Weeks After The Events In EnglandHumming softly under her breath, Yoanna turned off the bathroom light and made her way back into the bedroom. Sinn had barely even moved when she had left their bed. A rumbling groan of protest had been her only acknowledgement at the disturbance. She had moved more since then though, her body obviously reaching out endearingly across the bed in search of her for the way her arm was stretched as far as possible across her side of the bed was any indication.Moving across the room, she followed the path of faint light from a hastily lit privacy candle as it highlighted the golden glow of Sinn’s tanned flesh where her movements had caused the covers to fall from her body.Green eyes peeked out with a metallic glimmer from behind a curtain of dark hair as she lifted her head and turned lazily onto her side in a move that allowed even more of the covers to fall away. It took every ounce of willpower Yoanna possessed, and Sinn’s wickedly know
As she waited for the traffic lights to change, Yoanna reached out and turned off the radio with a frustrated jab of her finger. Silence fell over the interior of the car while she focussed on the beat of the town she was searching instead of the beat of the music.Carefully adjusting her sunglasses to cut down on the headlight glare from the other cars, she looked surreptitiously at the drivers and occupants of the few vehicles around hers. McKinney, Texas was a medium sized town at best so luckily the traffic wasn't too heavy. As it was a Friday night though the people within their air-conditioned metal cans and walking the streets were celebrating the end of a week by drinking and partying like it was their last night on earth. Which for some of them would be true if they didn't take more care of where they stepped, Yoanna thought as she watched a group of giggling girls spill out of a club and walk straight into the road to be greeted by a hail of car horns
Tilting her head to one side, Yoanna studied the big redheaded Vampire as he stormed into the dining cum meeting room with Ella, his young human wife following along in his wake as fast as she could given how long the stride of the near seven foot Vampire was and the advanced state of her pregnancy. Her dark, almost black, eyes blazed with exasperation and all the fire in her Puerto Rican blood. "Something seems to be troubling you, Marcus. What is wrong?" Her tone was measured, calm, but it cut across the room and made him pull to a halt, his body drawing up in realisation of his behaviour and who was witnessing it. Pausing, Marcus gave their Queen a belated bow. "My apologies for my absence and behaviour, my Queen. I just had word that, Sinn was spotted back in town." The room broke out into heated mutterings at the name. "Sinn, she is a Hunter that we have had 'dealings' with in the past. She can be… troublesome," he explained to Yoanna, his body tensing at the ex
“Yoanna?” Getting no reply to her knock, Ella opened the door to the apartment and glanced around the expansive living room area for the Vampire. “Damn,” she whistled quietly as she took in the wicked array of guns and knives on the table. For most people it would have been a lot but from her own experience with what she liked as well as what Sinn usually carried, Ella could tell Sinn had been travelling much lighter than usual. She bit down on the spike of fear that closed her throat off at the thought that Sinn had awoken and done something. “Yoanna?!” “In the bedroom, Ella.” Ella paused in the doorway at the sight that greeted her. Since Yoanna had arrived in town she hadn’t seen her anything less than impeccably dressed in the finest of clothes so it was something of a shock to see her naked. Her pale beauty was on full display as she knelt behind an equally naked Sinn on the bed, the other woman’s head and shoulders resting in her lap as she used a thick