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20: Payback
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Rite of Submission 21: Wolfsbane
The bed was empty beside me when my eyelids finally fluttered open in the morning. I had been awakened by the sound of angry voices. It was as if someone was yelling, but also trying to keep their voice down so they wouldn’t wake me. Lying there, I couldn’t really make out any specific words, but clearly there was someone very upset in the other room. Wrapping a sheet around me, toga style, I made my way towards the hushed argument. “I’m sorry Alpha I don’t know what else to tell you, blood doesn’t lie,” The doctor from last night sounded frustrated as she pleaded with Dmitri. “What else would you have me do?” The answer was barely even words, sounding more animal than human. “Then test it again! All of it!” “What’s wrong with me?” The pair of them turned towards me, both trying to mask their true emotions. “How long have you been up?” His voice was gentle and soothing, nothing of the primal growl he’d used with the do
Rite of Submission 22: Drowning in Doubts
Curled up like a cat in the chair, I stared out the window not sure what to do with myself now that I was alone. I’d asked for this, but it felt like the worst time in the world to get it. I needed answers and I wasn’t going to find them in here. Someone had to know what was going on with me; I just didn’t know who that would be. They already had a doctor running tests on me, but I couldn’t be sure I’d ever hear about the results. How does someone survive a lethal amount of anything without showing or feeling any signs that they’d been poisoned? I didn’t feel sick. Yes I’d felt dizzy and breathless a few times, but not without knowing exactly why I felt that way. I stared down at the little pink dot on my arm that was fading. Was the doctor right and I could heal faster than normal. All lycans had a natural accelerated healing, was mine really faster than that? I tried to think back to the last time I’d ever felt sick or had a cut, scrap
Rite of Submission 23: Immunity
Sophia’s perfectly manicured brows drew together with a look of concern, “What happened?” I sighed heavily, “I can’t tell if he’s crazy or has a death wish at this point.” I crossed back into the sitting room and flopped down on the sofa. “Either way, he’s tormenting me with it.” “What did he do now? Do I need to go yell at him again, because I will,” she sounded just as annoyed with him as I felt. I shook my head no. “Did he at least tell you the good news?” “What good news?” a little spark of hope flashed within me, distracting me from my anger towards him. She clapped her hands, “Your blood showed lower levels of wolfsbane, it looks like your body is metabolizing it and breaking it down. Dr Martinez thinks you could be descended from a bloodline that was immune to it. Since there isn’t any pack known to have that kind of immunity, she thinks it could be a rare dormant gene. Your ancestors could be from a pack that w
Rite of Submission 24: Stranger Dreams may Come
The room was still dark when Dmitri shook my shoulder to wake me. I was not ready to deal with him yet, so I pulled the blanket up over my head and groaned at him to go away. He shook my shoulder again, more insistently until I tossed the blanket back and sat up to yell at him. Before I could get a word out, he’d placed a hand over my mouth. “I don’t want to wake Sophie,” he whispered harshly. I rolled my eyes and pushed his hand away, “If it’s that early, why are you waking me up? What do you want?” He just walked to the doors that led to the hallway and stood there staring at me expectantly. Grumbling in protest, I pushed myself off the sofa and made my way across the room to where he stood. “Where are we going?” I asked quietly ignoring the way his eyes lingered on my outfit. He waited until we were out in the hall to answer, “Dr Martinez needs to see us, and I don’t want Sophie to worry if she doesn’t have too.” He started walking
Rite of Submission 25: Liar
Sophie gave me a similar look of shock when she came out, dressed like she was ready to take on the world again. I’d forgotten that today she would be working for her brother. I groaned inwardly remembering that meant I was spending the day with Dmitri, but I gave her my warmest smile. “You look like you’re ready to crush corporations.” “Is it too much?” she smoothed her hands down her pencil skirt; “Nathan and I are supposed to meet with a few of the possible venders today to sample the menus.” I arched an eyebrow, quizzically. “Human vendors,” she winked, and then frowned at the table of food. “I guess I shouldn’t eat too much this morning, huh?” we both laughed. “What joke did I miss?” Dmitri called as he strode through the doors and greeted his sister with a hug. The scruff on his chin was gone, and he looked less haggard than he had last night outside the library. “Nothing,” she grinned up at him, “just preparing for the busy day
Rite of Submission 26: Runaway
As soon as the garage door opened, we rocketed forward. Everything around us was a blur, we zoomed through the streets and walkways between buildings and down a road that disappeared into the thick forest I’d watched the sun set behind the day before. We raced along the narrow road into the densest part of the trees, even without leaves on the branches overhead; the sun had a hard time shinning through the trees to reach the ground. Most of the light came from the one headlight on the bike. It was the freest that I had felt in much longer than I could remember. It was like flying through the wind between the trees. The trees opened up and we came to a halt in a massive meadow. “Here you go, walk, run, skip or turn cartwheels to your heart’s desire,” he waved at the open space. “Stand in the middl
Rite of Submission 27: At Death's Door
We didn’t return to the garage or even the main house when we got back out of the woods. He raced around, and between buildings, sometimes on sidewalks until we got to what looked like a small hospital. Nathan was standing at the entrance waiting for us. “Take her back to the house,” he ordered, handing him the keys and pushing inside. Nathan took a step towards me, “No,” I moved to follow after Dmitri, “I’m coming with you.” If something had happened to Sophie, hell would have to freeze over before I just went back to sit in a room to wait. “Alexan…” Nathan tried to keep me from going inside but I cut him off. “Luna,” I corrected, pushing past him, “and I said I’m going with him.” When Dmitri didn’t stop to enforce the order, Nathan just stepped away with an annoyed look, letting me plow into the building to follow him. I almost had to jog to keep up as he raced through the different wings and down a dark staircase to
Rite of Submission 28: Lost
There was a soft knock before the door opened, but I stayed curled up in the chair, not caring who was there or what they wanted. Sophie rushed across the room and threw her arms around me, “Oh, Lexi,” she cooed, wrapping her arms tight around my shoulders. “Trevor is doing much better now and is he’s going to be ok. Please don’t fret.” I didn’t have the energy to push her away or even tell her why I was really upset. I just sat there, numbly letting her hug me and pat my back as she tried to sound reassuring. “Let’s get out of this stuffy little room,” she stood back and smiled down at me, something in the depths of her icy blue eyes pulling me out of the dark hole I’d been hiding in. “Dimi had to head out to an allied pack up last minute, so you’ll get to spend the next few days with me.” She sounded excited about the news. I couldn’t help but I wonder if this impromptu trip was his way of trying to keep his distance from me after what happened at the
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