Chapter Five: Killian

I sat in Morpheus' car watching the buildings go by. 

“She’s an odd one,” I say, not looking away from the window. 

“Odd?” Morpheus quips. “No Killian, not odd, strong. She went through a lot before she got where she is.” 

“What do you mean?” I ask. 

“Her father was the Alpha to the Zions. Her mother was human. She was abandoned by her mom when she was eight. She went from orphanages to the foster care system, to living on the streets, and showed back up here when she was 18 or 19, hungry, tiny, and broken. She looked and found her father, who already had his heir and his mate, and he kicked her out, with no help.” He shakes his head angrily. “As a new father, I can not imagine turning any child of mine out, whether it be Lycan or Vampire.” 

“She doesn’t smell Vampire,” I say. 

“No, she doesn’t. She doesn’t resemble them either. She was never a perfect fit in any world, but she is here. She stands tall and proud. I’ve witnessed her bloody for battle, where no one should have stayed standing, and yet there she was. She was a thorn in her father’s side, no matter the situation.” He chuckled. “When she was here for about 4 years she had started killing off our forbidden, they had become quite a nuisance, you see, and the first forbidden happened to be from her father’s pack. She can tell you know, I don’t know how, but she can tell which pack the forbidden she kills belongs to.”

“What? What do you mean?” I ask, confused. When wolves were forbidden they get stripped of anything that is considered pack-oriented. They have no pack, no family. They are very much alone, and when they fully lose touch with reality they are unrecognizable even to their own packs. It is only after death that they regain a familiar scent to their pack. 

“Before she kills them, she knows which pack they belong to. It’s an oddity, it is, but I remember her walking into the Zion pack meeting, perfect timing, Ampherion couldn’t contain his rage, when she tossed the head at his feet.” He shakes his head chuckling, “She then so eloquently told him that now both mistakes were in front of him but only one could tell him to fuck off.” 

“She what?” I ask, my mouth dropping open. Alphas especially the old-timers required and demanded respect at all times. I wanted respect but I felt I should earn it. Her father sounded very much like mine, an asshole. 

“Yep, boy we all talked about it for weeks after, then each of our mistakes begin returning to us. I finally stopped and asked Katya why she did this, and she stated to remind us to change. She’s offsetting and cold but that woman is strong.” He says smirking. 

“You all allow this?” I ask surprised that it would seem so normal to him. 

“You seemed to have your first encounter with her today, did you allow it?” He asked, looking at me from the side of his eye. 

“I was shell-shocked and busy at the time okay?” I chuckle. 

“Exactly, how did you think we all felt watching that tiny thing walking into our homes bloody as hell sometimes, carrying a head in a bag. It’s intimidating.” He laughed. “Althea’s parents were visiting one time, she isn’t from our area much like you, and her parents flipped.” 

“Well, it’s shocking, to say the least.” I laugh “Those eyes though, what is up with her eyes?” 

“Agora took a blood sample, and she contains both DNAs simultaneously, the Zions have white pupils, pure white looking at their eyes, her mother was human the only thing that Agora can guess is that the combination of the two DNAs gave her cat eyes. She believes she is Vampire because that is all she was ever told when she found good ol’ dad, but Agora, Althea, and I beg to differ. She’s very much a loner, with reason so we try not to push the issue on tests, we were amazed that the blood was given, honestly.” 

My little enigma. What was she? 

“Hmmm, that is interesting,” I say. 

I wanted to hear more about Katya but felt that it would be pushy if I asked any other questions. I had never met anyone like her. I wanted to see her again. It’s just curiosity I tell myself, wondering why she was fascinating to me.