Part 5

“I just heard her, she was trying to scream. I ran and I saw…I saw Greg on top of her. I just saw red. I hit him and he went down. I think I killed him,” I said to Kiran as he paced up and down in front of us.

“Gunnar said they were all dead, details, Kai!” Kiran said harshly.

“Kyle and Pete were holding her down. Gunnar pulled me off Kyle, he’s definitely dead,” I said.

“And the other boy?” James asked and Gunnar looked down.

“I bit him,” he said and looked up at his father.

“You shifted in front of them?” James asked as he looked worriedly at Gunnar.

“No, I shifted as I ran when I heard Kai yelling Saga’s name. They just saw a wolf coming out of the trees,” Gunnar said and looked at me.

“They’re just as guilty, they were holding her down,” I said angrily. I could never unsee what I saw that night.

“Calm down,” Kiran said and I sat down, feeling useless and helpless. 

I could see his mind working overtime and he finally stood up. He took his keys from the bowl and looked at James. “See if Adara needs help, I’ll be back.”

I followed him to the garage and got into his Navigator when he did. He didn’t say anything as he reversed out and drove down the dirt road and onto the main road. The wheels skidded as he turned onto Lowell Point Road and raced down it.

“I’m sorry, Dad, I should’ve watched over her more carefully,” I said and looked down. If I hadn’t been busy breaking the rules with Kari, I might have known sooner that something was wrong and that Saga needed me.

“Never look down, Kai. You did nothing wrong,” he said to me.

I badly wanted to believe him, but the truth was, I was having sex while my sister was being hurt. Anger rose in me as Kiran parked his car next to the trees and we climbed out. He took his phone out and dialed a number.

“Carl, I need you at the Point, clean up for three bodies,” he said into his phone and then put it away.

I walked ahead to where I had killed Greg and Kyle. Kyle’s body was still there but Greg was nowhere to be seen. I heard Carl a little while later as he came walking through the trees toward us and stopped next to Kiran.

“Like father, like son…again,” he said and chuckled.

Kiran briefly spoke to him and his somber face told me that Kiran had told him what happened to Saga because he didn’t smile again. He started wrapping Kyle’s body in black bags and threw him over his shoulder.

Kiran started walking in the other direction and we found Pete’s body. Gunnar had really bitten him to pieces. Kiran found Greg within seconds. He was lying on the ground, whimpering, his hand holding his broken jaw up. He looked up at my father with relief in his eyes. Kiran went down on one knee and looked Greg in the eye.

“You hurt my daughter,” Kiran said and broke his neck. I stood there, stunned at what had just happened. It was a cold side to Kiran that I hadn’t seen before. He stood up and threw Greg’s body over his shoulder and we walked back to Pete’s body. “Bring that one.”

I followed my father with Pete’s broken body over my shoulder to Carl’s car. He shook his head as he looked at me. “You boys start young.”

Kiran let Greg’s body fall to the ground and I put Pete down next to Greg and looked at my father. He was oddly calm as he took his shirt off and wiped Pete’s blood from my back and shoulder. Carl finished wrapped the other two bodies and loaded them into his trunk. I wasn’t sure if I should be impressed or afraid of the cold look in my father’s eyes. The fact that Carl had laughed just scared me.

“Thanks,” Kiran said and Carl drove off with the three dead boys in his trunk. 

Kiran drove home like a normal person, keeping to the speed limit, but we were back at the house soon enough. I followed him inside with his shirt balled in his hands and looked at our names on his back. Kai and Saga. I felt like I failed her.

Kiran threw his shirt in the fireplace. “Brenna.” I watched his shirt burn. Evidence. I knew this wasn’t the first time that my father had killed someone. I had read many accounts that he had written down and the one that had scared me the most was the story of Vincent. The man in the stories wasn’t the man I knew as my father. 

My mother came down the stairs and Kiran walked over to her as she stopped at the bottom, seemingly waiting for him. Their arms went around each other automatically and I realized then that James had left with Gunnar and Kari.

“Physically she’ll be okay in a few days, emotionally…you have to go take it,” Adara said.

Kiran didn’t hesitate, he never did when it came to us. He took the stairs, two at a time and stopped outside her door. I knew he could feel everything she did, every emotion that rocked through her went through him as well.

He opened the door and looked at her, lying in her bed, curled up and crying. He sat down on the bed next to her and Saga turned around and Kiran just held her. “I’m so sorry, baby. I’m so sorry.” He closed his eyes and it felt like the air shifted as Kiran took her pain.

“Are they dead?” Saga asked him once all the emotional pain had left her.

“Yes,” Kiran said and Saga nodded her head. Kiran remained seated on the bed until Saga closed her eyes and she fell asleep.

I stood outside her room and leaned against the wall opposite her door. Kiran closed the door behind him softly and looked at me with so much sadness in his eyes. He pulled me into a hug and I could feel him alter my emotions as well.

He left me and went downstairs. I took a deep breath and opened her door. I sat down on her bed and she opened her eyes. “I’m not the only one.” It was just a whisper but I heard her loud and clear. I lay down next to her and she curled up against me.

Anger like I’d never felt before started to fill my soul up. There were other girls out there, just like my sister. How did I not know this? These guys were my friends. Why hadn’t anybody said anything? Why had nobody reported them to the police? I started thinking about how far I would be willing to go.