As we reach the bottom of the stairs the pressure in my eyes starts to relax slightly. Hopefully it won’t be long until I can stop rolling around like Stevie Wonder. Luca’s hand is gently gripping my arm steering me around the packhouse. I can tell we are headed for Matts office as his scent gets stronger and my lower body clenches. Fuck behave Nova this really isn’t the time to get horny. “You ready?” Luca whispers. Battling to stay in control and not lunge to mount Matt I nod once. As we step round the corner the voices of angry people fill the air. Actually angry is an understatement these people want revenge and quickly. There are some gasps as we enter the office. “Give nova a seat” Luca barks and I hear the sound of a chair scraping across the floor. Luca and someone else lower me into the chair slowly. “Thank you” I mange before the angry voices kick up again. I feel the heat of someone’s gaze on me but can’t see who it is. Judging by the tightening of my body I’d have to assu
Everything hurts. The wolf healing feels slower than usual. Maybe because of all the magic we’ve burnt through tonight. I head to the front yard of the pack house. I made a conscious choice not to tell anyone I’m going now. I know they’d try and stop me , tell me to rest. But the longer I stay the further away that dirty little fairy gets. Sitting helpless surrounded by all the pack members who are hurt or hurting won’t help. Revenge will help. I pull out my phone and log onto heretic HQ. When we are inducted our phones get trackers installed. I’d hated it at the time. Thought it was a major violation of what little privacy we did have. Now I find myself eager to invade some privacy. Not that I think she’d still have it on her but if I can find it then I can find her. After a few moments a red light bleeps on my screen. It looks to be on the outskirts of the pack territory on the north side. Ok bitch , game on. I set off on foot towards the north perimeter. Bodies scatter the territo
As the warm air of the heating hits me I take a deep breath. The airport is heaving with people which could make finding this dirty little traitor difficult. I grasp the broken phone in my pocket and trace her again. Each time the magic swirls I start to see through her eyes like I’m her. Urggh the thought alone makes me want to peel my skin off. She’s checking her reflection in the mirror. Her skin is puffy and red and there’s a cut running down the side of her face but apart from that she looks like her usual arrogant self. She steps back from the mirror and reaches for the door. Gate 15. I pull back from the trace quickly. My eyes scan widely for a sign with directions. I really don’t have time for this for Fuck sakes. A man in a black and white suit and trouser combo walks pass with an employee ID swinging from his neck. Perfect. “Excuse me?” I call and jog to catch up with him. “Yes mam , can I help you ?” Did he just call me mam? Isn’t that meant to be for old women? Ok let’s s
You know what sucks most about the underworld? Fairies , fucking fairies ! Forget what you see on tv and in movies. Those little shits are actually vicious. Last week heretic HQ sent me out to Mayfair in London to break up a fairy fight. Lamp posts had been knocked over , huge slabs of pavement missing and magic flying everywhere. It wouldn’t of been so bad but the fae were having a full blown magic match in one of the busiest parts of London. Bloody fairy dust everywhere. Do you know how long it takes to wash fairy dust out of your hair ? Fucking weeks ! To make matters worse one of those evil little midgets even managed to bite me ! Tiny little gremlin teeth sunk into my arm and it still burns now a full week later. I may have accidentally clipped off the edge of his wing afterwards when loading him for transport. So while I sit here in my Ford Focus in some shady part of west London tracking a rogue wolf I actually thank the gods that it’s not another fairy wre
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 trem
8 hours and 55 minutes. That’s how long it took to fly from London Heathrow to Chicago O’Hare international airport. Geoff being the cheapskate that he is didn’t even book me a first class ticket. He argues that at 5ft3 I don’t need the leg room or stretching space. I’d beg to differ judging by the aches and pains in my body as I follow the crowd to baggage reclaim. I’d read the assignment during the flight and as I’d suspected typical wolf behaviour. Alpha Matt is currently trying to draw up peace treaty’s with the neighbouring packs. There had been a lot of fights and arguments over territory’s and none of the packs or alphas trusted their neighbouring packs anymore. This had led to fights while on patrol with other packs and more than a handful of deaths from each pack involved. Tensions are running high and Alpha Matts Beta Lucas had requested Heretic involvement to ensure the smooth running of the meetings and successful signing of the treaty. I sigh knowing
“I know it probably looks like a lot but it’s home” he smiles at me. I take a deep breath and jump out of the jeep following him around the side to grab my suitcases. He grabs them both before I can help and motions for me to follow him as he heads for the front door. I trail behind him feeling a little lost. He kicks open the front door and struts in. Everything inside looks to be made of marble. Everything so extravagant and utterly breathtaking it takes me a second to fully understand what I’m seeing. “This way Nova , I’ll show you to your room and let you get settled. When your ready I’ll give you a tour” he says with a wink. I follow him from the main entrance up 2 flights of stairs and down a hallway to a bedroom at the end. He swings open the door and places my suitcases inside. I peer past him and see what looks like a suite. On the far right is the bedroom with double glass doors which open up into the seating area ive just stepped into from the main doo
As I look up at this absolute Adonis who’s grip on my arm is getting tighter and tighter I realise I haven’t answered his question. I glare up at him and growl. He smirks but he’s not threatened by me in the slightest. So I try a different approach as I’m now starting to lose feeling in my arm. “ I’m looking for Luca so remove your hand from me or you’ll lose it “ I spit at him. To my amazement he starts laughing , those Ice blue eyes turning cruel as he laughs in my face. “ another one of Lucas whores huh?” He muses looking down at me as if I was a cheap play thing to be thrown aside. My anger went from a slight simmer to a full boil as his grip tightens yet again. “I’m not a whore now let go” I grit out struggling to keep control. He may be hot but he’s also a massive dickhead. He glares down and moved a piece of my hair off my face. “ your pretty I’ll give him that but whores aren’t allowed to roam the pack house” he states matter of factly. My power hums below my ski