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I’m still leaning on the counter when Tate and Lily join us. She’s wearing a red turtle neck long-sleeved. jeans and hiking boots. Flashlight in hand. Looking all pumped up like she is about to go on an adventure. She just needs a hat and some rope to complete the look, I almost laugh, that is until I see the glare, she aims my way. “I am so pissed at you right now” Lily points the flashlight at me.“I’m sorry” is all I can say. And I am apologizing for a lot, but mostly for leaving her in the dark. “Tate told me everything, why didn’t you tell me?” she flips her ponytail over her shoulder, shooting me a glare, at least she waits until we are on our way there, having just left the compound before she lays it unto me. The guys are a few meters behind us well out of hearing range unless they’re using super wolf ears. I really hope that’s not the case. “We tell each other everything, don’t we? I even told you that time I kissed Kent under the kissing tree when we were twelve, do not
*** Lily is breathing a little hard by the time we get to the caves, it looks a bit different from the last time I was here. I suppose because it was… glowing? The walls had been shimmering with moonlight, similar to when you cast light against a water surface and it reflects against walls, tonight, the only light in the caves is from the flashlight Lily is pointing at the walls and a few dozen candles that have been placed around the cave so it is illuminated enough to see your way around. The Abbot and two female acolytes greet us at the entrance, bowing low at the waist and holding it for a few seconds before righting their posture. Lily elbows me in the rib, her jaw slacks as she looks from me to the acolytes, then back to me, I simply shrug my shoulders because I have no way of explaining that, I already asked them to stop doing that but the abbot said: you are our goddess in the physical form how can we not serve you? So, I let it rest. It felt like an argument I wou
I don’t know how much time has passed by the time I open my eyes, the abbot comes before me, my hands resting on my highs, the stone cupped loosely in my palms no longer glowing, he takes the stone now warm from my lax grip, a wide smile on his face like someone who just hit the jackpot. I look around, I’m still kneeling in the cave, the acolytes are standing at the same spot as before, but Lily had moved at some point, now standing at Tate’s side, her eyes, wide. I blink repeatedly to clear my mind, still feeling a little dazed like I just woke up abruptly from a long nap, “Did anything happen?” I murmured lowly, if it did, I must have missed it. Well damn it, this is beginning to become repetitive and I don’t like it. I'm really getting sick of strange lights either knocking me on my ass or zapping me of all the strength in my body, leaving a weird melting sensation. A little frustrated. I shake my head; I make to stand up but the muscles in my legs protest. “Shit” palms fl
Naya is standing just at the mouth of the cave, the abbot and his followers exit before us, then Lily and I follow, Noah and Tate behind us. I see her giving Tate a questioning look and he shakes his head. “It's done, we will return now,” he says instead. With my eyes, I scan the trees not seeing him anywhere Tate had said he was just outside Damn it. “Come child, I’m sure you have questions” with one hand extended, I fall in step beside the Abbot. We begin the long trek back to the pack territory two male acolytes in front of us, then the ladies before two other guards, I know Lily, Tate, and the others are not too far behind. “What was that we did with the stone? I didn’t feel anything, maybe a little dizzy but that’s about it” “The ritual can only be done once, it is sure evidence that you are indeed goddess touched, and it shows an indication of how powerful the one in question is, it has been done five times in our history” “Only five? I thought there’s being at lea
ZAYNE Tate fills me in on what I missed during the ritual when the faint scent of rot permeated the air, uncomfortable with its close proximity I circled around to dispatch the feral beings swiftly. Without shifting, it was slightly challenging to pinpoint the location, usually, I can sense trespassers with uncanny accuracy, but tonight, my instinct is already on alert, it would have been impossible to sense additional threats were it not for the rotten scent that clung to rogue wolves, as there were already strangers on my territory in white garb and white dyed hair, the same threats I’ve been tolerating for the past week. I’m going to take my time gutting them just for the mental stress alone, shouldn’t be long now… I fall in beside Tate, having already washed the blood off my hands in the lake I sniff my shirt one last time, the faint smell of rot and blood clings to me and will stay there until I shower it off. “That was fast,” he comments without turning to me, “How many
ALINA I climb the stairs, debating if I should have brought a glass of water with me, might get thirsty again, I’m still considering it when pick up my folded blanket, shaking it open as I to off my sneakers, I just want to get in bed and sleep. Today was a weird day, I think as I strip, I unbutton my jeans then throw off my hoodie, I make short work of the rest of my clothes, then pick out the oversize grey sweater that I still haven’t returned to Zayne. What? It makes for good pajamas. Throwing it over my head I pick up my brush and begin to run it through my hair. At least it’s over. Do I feel bad for refusing the Abbot’s invitation? Yes. Will my choice come back to bite me in the ass? That is left to be seen, though, with my luck? Very, very likely. With a scoff, I toss the brush and get in bed pulling the warm blanket over my legs up to my neck until only my head is left uncovered. Do I regret it? No. I want to be here. So, whatever comes, I w
A loud howl sounds and my eyes snapped open. I’m tensed as I take in my surroundings, the walls and the bed I’m lying on and the sheets that covers me. Scent so familiar. And I can't do anything but breath, in and out as the night before runs through my mind. A deep sigh leaves me. I wasn’t a dream. One hand slip from the cover to come rest on my chest my eyes closed. But I’m here, I’m fine. The door opens “You’re awake” A little surprised at who came in I look at the door then back to him, “Hi, good morning, were you standing on the other side of the door?” How did he know I was up. “Zayne made sure I kept an ear out, we’ve being worried” Noah closes the door behind him. Oh? “Where is he…?” I question slowly. “Taking care of a few things” Probably making sure the other acolytes don’t become a problem. Last night he had killed three accolyte guards, Isaac included. I don't know why I had felt so betrayed at what he did to me, he wasn't my friend, I didn't trus
*** It’s when I get to the lodge that I realize I’m barefoot and parts of my sweater are stained with blood from the night before, I don’t look at my room when I step inside, not the unmade bed or anything else, I don’t try to register what the faint unknown smell in the air could be. I just march to my small closet and pick up the first training attire I see, then I hurry to the bathroom. I don’t want to be here, I can't be here a second longer, my shower is fast, I towel dry my hair as best as I can then braid it back, still wet before shrugging on my clothes then I am out the door. I hear banging and laughter as I hurry down the stairs to the kitchen, I silently pray no one decides to come down right now, I drink a lot of water and snatch two fresh apples from the fruit basket. Turns out Sky has a big mouth because by the end of training, a couple of the guys came to ask me how I was feeling and if I really almost got kidnapped last night after hearing from him. I think t