The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest fear is fear of the unknown. H.P. Lovecraft Sarah found herself being marched along the corridor by Pete heading for the conference room. They were walking so fast she was struggling to keep up and as they rounded a corner and entered the room she saw it was full of people she had never seen before. She was trying her best to look calm and collected but in reality she was flustered and panicky, who the hell were all these people? Not ten minutes earlier she had been practically forced to sign the official secrets act and been given a lecture about how not to divulge anything to anybody about her test results, then she was threatened that if she did, she would be charged with treason. She kept looking at Pete for an explanation but he was being tight lipped, refusing to meet her eye. She managed to keep her face passive but was panicking about the report she had hidden in her flat, what if they searc
While seeking revenge, dig two graves- one for yourself. Douglas Horton. Gordon was stood with his hands rammed in his jean’s pockets staring out of his apartment window at the busy street below. It had been a month since he put up £100,000 for the name of his brother’s killer and had heard nothing from Edinburgh’s underworld which left him baffled. The amount of money he had offered was substantial when you consider that you could have someone shot for twenty grand and he had not foreseen this delay. He had expected some crazy theories from some of his customers just desperate for the money so they could buy more drugs, but he hadn’t even heard from them. Time was getting tight, the more successful he became the more likely it was that he would attract the attention of the police. He had finalised the purchase of his property in the Dominion Republic and had saved more than enough money. His bags were already packed, stored away under his bed ready to be grabbed at a moment’s noti
We are never alone,we are all wolveshowling at the same moon.Atticus.Pete went to the men’s room where he entered a stall, locking the door behind him. He sat on the toilet lid and put his head in his hands, Goddess what a shit show. There was no way Pete wanted a war between wolves and humans, he had no issue playing both sides but a full out war was something else entirely. He was beginning to wonder if he should of kept quiet when Sarah sent him her test results. He knew that wasn’t an option though, if he had done the tests himself he would of buried them but unfortunately it was Sarah who had done them, he had no choice but to call it in, she would never have stopped until she had found the truth and he knew it. The best he could do was make the call as he knew she would have to sign the official secrets act, thus protecting the wolves secret from the humans. Damn. He had a good life in the human world and he would like it to continue. He was no fighter either, wolf he might
Lord, Lord, How subject we Old men are we to this vice of lying. William Shakespeare Pete mind linked his brother. “Dougie, hold off from telling the Reivers just for a bit will you?” “Seriously? This could be our chance to get back in with them.” “Yeah, but there could be 10 grand in for you if we bide our time. Look, Sentinel are going to try to grab Crozier, but there is also a price on his head from a human fuckwit called Harris who has no idea what he’s dealing with. If we are clever, we can warn the Reivers and get Sentinel and the human in the same place at the same time and let them take each other out. We get rid of Sentinel and the Reivers get rid of the human, they will blame each other and we keep the money.” After a brief pause, his brother answered. “I like the way you think, sounds like a plan, I’ll wait to hear from you.” Pete leant back in his chair, closed his eyes and started to put a plan together. He grinned to himself, if Grenville thought he had enough
By the pricking of my thumbs something wicked this way comes. William Shakespeare. In the lobby, Michael Kerr, the night doorman was watching football on a small TV behind the reception desk. A soft buzzer told him that a door that was not accessible to the general public had been opened. By the time he turned round to the panel which would indicate which door was open by means of a red light, it had stopped. “Damn” he thought, he stared at the panel for a few seconds to see if it happened again, nothing happened so he turned to his monitors and saw there were a couple of blacked out cameras. “What the hell?” he said out loud, he looked for the camera’s location, one was on the third floor and the other was near the roof. Heaving his huge frame out of his chair he headed for the lift, it was unlikely the door had blown open by itself so he thought he had better go and check. As he hit the button for the lift he heard a buzzer again, he swung around and quickly made his way back to
Intuition is the whisper of the soul.Jiddu Krishnamurthi.Hugh drove to the pack territory and after dropping his bag back with his valet, he went to the new house to see how the builders were progressing and had a last meeting with the architect to rubber stamp the final plans.He was pleased to see all the new windows were already in and the French doors would be done by the end of the day. All the crumbling plaster had been knocked off and the walls being readied to be re-skimmed. He took some photos to send Annie that night and then drove to Lyall’s to see her and the pups. After dinner with Lennox and his family he and Lennox went into his study to talk. Hugh told him about the weird feelings he had at the apartment.“Are you sure dad?”“Yes, simply because Annie felt it too. She had trouble getting control of Sabine she felt that threatened.”“Odd, well it can’t be the Addisons, we didn’t leave anyone alive did we?”“No, pretty sure we got them all.”“Maybe you should stay away
So loyal, so true,Yet still a hunted man.Their story comes out in the moonlight,The story that will never end.Jinx Natta.Annie’s train was just pulling into Haymarket, the last stop before Edinburgh, she stretched and then started to pack away her lap-top and papers. The good thing about travelling first class was that it was comfortable and the last two hours had gone by really quickly, it had been a productive journey work wise too. She was looking forward to seeing Hugh and going for food as she hadn’t had the chance to eat since breakfast. As the train pulled out of the station Annie stood to retrieve her jacket and bag from the overhead rack when she felt Sabine panic, her legs nearly gave out so she sat back down quickly.“Sabine what’s wrong?”“Mate has gone. Find mate...FIND MATE.”Her wolf’s panic was taking over and Annie was finding it hard to control her. Sabine was running around her head absolutely distraught, making Annie hyperventilate.She squeezed her eyes shut
Sometimes help comes from unexpected places. Nadia Bolz-Weber. Grenville knew he had less than an hour to get information out of the wolf. Forensics were on their way and soon the security services would lay their claim to him and he would never get another chance. He walked up to the wolf and kicked him hoping to wake him, the wolf didn’t move so Grenville went to his bag and grabbed a cattle prod. This fucker was going to tell him what he wanted to know and he was going to do it now. Grenville shocked him with the cattle prod and kicked him in the face as hard as he could. “Wake up dog, time for a little chat.” Hugh’s body jolted with the shock but his head barely moved when he was kicked in the face, he felt his eye swelling and without Knox he knew it would take a while to heal. He felt a rib crack from a kick and another shock quickly followed. Hugh surprised Grenville by grabbing the end of the prod and pulling it out of his hands. Even without Knox’s strength, Grenville wa