Nova POV

I pull my car up outside an empty field. Nothing around except trees and open space. “Perfect” I mutter slamming my car door. I’ve had to drive for over an hour to find a secluded space at this time of night. I walk out to the centre of the field and allow my emotions to take over. My power rises to the top , my skin burning as the rage takes over. Another life lost. A murder without meaning. A young woman taken well before her time. Was she a mum ? A daughter ? And aunt ? A girlfriend? Someone’s best friend or life line ?

My eyes burn as I cry for the woman who’s family will never know the truth about why she will never return home. The more I cry the angrier I get. The angrier I get the more dangerous I become as my magic starts to break free. Gold and violet lights Start shooting into the night sky as my breathing gets heavy. Everything burns as I take a deep breath ready for the release. The air snaps and sizzles around me like it anticipates what’s to come. My body trembles as a scream leaks from my lips and the power explodes destroying everything in its path. Even the biggest of trees is ripped from the ground caught up in the hurricane of power. The ground beneath my feet is scorched and the fire travels further out still. Everything in its path reduces to dust and charcoal as my rage burns on. The inferno lasts for as long as I can stay conscious until the toll of the night and my emotions pulls me into nothingness.

When I wake up again it’s morning and there’s some god awful noise coming from a bird a few feet away from me in the field. Little dickhead seems to be mocking me for the fact he survived last nights chaos. And that’s all I can call it really chaos. When my emotions are overwhelmed wether anger or sadness or pain this happens. I look around at the damage and shudder. No tree is left standing and the grass looks like a fire broke out all along the field. No wide life except that one cocky bird. I clamber to my feet when I register I feel colder than I should. Of course my clothes were shredded when my powers ripped through. One bonus of being a heretic is that we don’t actually live anywhere so all my worldly possessions are in my car.

I do a nude run back to my car great-full it’s too early for any nosey fuckers to be up and see my waddle of shame. I pull some jeans and a plain white T-shirt from my boot then grab my spare converse from the footwell. Once dressed I wheel spin the fuck away from the field to put as much distance between me and the disaster zone as possible. I check my phone to see I have 15 missed calls from HQ. “Bollocks” I mumble as I hit callback. The line rings for 5 seconds before Rachel’s screechy voice answers “ heretic HQ how may I direct you ?” My hands grip the steering wheel tighter , my knuckles turning white as I try to force myself to be friendly. “Hi Rachel its Nova , can you put me through to Geoff please ?” I can hear her drumming her fingers on the desk and the sound alone makes me clench my teeth. This bitch makes me a mixture of suicidal and homicidal. “Ohhh there she is , the lone wolf returns” she chuckles and I sigh, a long deep sigh so I don’t cuss her out. “Well Nova , Geoffs already called you over 10 times he might be busy now. People don’t just jump to attention when you say”. At the end of my tether I snap “listen here you bony little fuck , put me through to Geoff before I drive up there and stick my foot so far up your fucking ass I can use you as a sock!” She gulps and I smirk.

The phone goes quiet for a moment before the bleeps of an internal transfer can be heard. After a few rings Geoff picks up. “Nova” he sighs “Geoff “ I sigh back. “Not funny Nova , you can’t just take off when ever you want ! where the fuck did you get to?” I think about it for a moment. I don’t really want to tell him my power surged. Especially since we aren’t meant to be emotionally attached. Cold and firm that’s Geoffs moto. I roll my eyes and try my luck at some class A bullshit. “ well Geoff incase you didn’t realise and let’s be honest why would you when you aren’t doing any groundwork just sat behind that ugly ass deck just barking orders. I haven’t slept in 3 days. I’ve tracked that fucking rogue for 3 whole fucking days Geoff no sleep. No food. So you know what Geoff ? I went for a fucking nap ! Ok?” I put as much frustration and anger as I can manage into my voice along with a little snarkiness just to drive the point home. There’s silence for a minute before Geoff sighs “ well Nova I hope you’ve slept well as I have another assignment for you”. I exhale a breath I didn’t know I was holding. Phew blagged my way out of that one. “Ok where am I going ?”

“Moon lake pack” you can hear the amusement in the old cunts voice. “Excuse me?” I say not sure I’m hearing this right. “You heard me Nova , Moon lake pack, the weather is lovely in Chicago at this time of year”.

“You mother fu-“ I begin before he cuts me off “glad to hear you so enthusiastic Nova ! I’ll email you the assignment brief and plane tickets now and I’ll call you in a few days to checkin” “no Geoff!” But he’s already hung up on me. My phone pings to alert me I’ve got a new email. Fuck ! I hate getting involved in pack business. I hate all packs but Moon lake was much worse. The Alpha there Is Matt Ortega. I’ve never met him but that man has a reputation that would put skid marks in anyone’s pants. Clenching my teeth I hit the brakes and swing in to the lane furthest from me making my way to Heathrow airport to catch a flight to Chicago. Lord knows I hate the drama of pack wolves but an assignment leaves no room for negotiable. As I drive along the main road I make a mental note to have a shit on Geoffs desk the next time I’m at HQ.