I fought my attacker at first, finally managing to catch a glimpse of Otto. He twisted around me, his rage blinding, and before I realized why he was twisting around me, pain exploded in my temple, dropping me to my knees for a moment, which sent the knife pressed into my neck, deeper into my flesh. Allowing my claws to extend, I slashed into Otto's leg, the pain making him drop the knife and grab my hair again. This time I saw the fist coming as it slammed into my jaw, and the taste of blood filled my mouth. Magic was long forgotten and I allowed my canines to extend, slamming my head into Otto's, forcing his neck back. Just as his neck was exposed, I moved to rip his throat out with my teeth. Otto had managed to recover his knife, and right as my teeth sank into his skin, his knife slid between my ribs. "STOP!" Eli roared, his command rolling over the room, affecting everyone but me. I could feel the blood filling my lungs, and I stumbled back, teeth still lodged in Otto's throat.
A long line of black SUV's and vans filled the courtyard and the gravel drive leading up to the Castle, servants bustled about packing suitcases and trunks into some, cases of wine, honey, medical supplies, and who knows what else into others. Giselle and Diana readied our SUV, carrying out soft blankets, pillows, snacks, bottles of water, and glass bottles of iced coffee for the journey. This would be a long working trip, and Eli and I had agreed that strategy was something we needed to focus on. I was surprised, when we loaded up into the van, to find that the back was designed in the same fashion as a limo, with seats lining the walls of the vehicle, fold away lap desks and arm rests sat ready for our documents. "You know, I almost thought we would be traveling by horse and carriage, or some other bizarre method. What with you living in a castle and all." I teased. "I didn't expect to travel like modern humans.""Oh the carriages are in for repair right now, and the horses told
I trusted her.My mate, she should have been my queen, my partner in all things. Instead she used me. Abandoned me before we could even begin setting our plans in motion. For what? She made me believe she could set the past aside and put an end to this bloodshed, she worked so hard to earn my trust, hiding her true intentions. She went so far as to mark me, mate me, make me believe she could love me. I screamed, tearing apart the room, ripping sheetrock from the walls, smashing anything that could be smashed. I finished trashing the house and made my way to the forest. I could feel that she was gone, even with her shutting me out through the bond, I could tell when she was near. Following her trail to the river, I raged at the guards, how easy it was for her to escape, it could just as easily have been a rogue or mercenaries sent to kill us, and they still wouldn't have had time to stop them. Ordering everyone to meet me back at the caravan, I dressed and did what I could to regain
My heart thundered in my chest as I sprinted through the forest. Every few seconds, a mage from the quell would pop up out of nowhere, and I'd be forced to throw up a shield, or change course. There was no escaping, no recanting the terms of our agreement.It had been a week since I came to them, asking for their assistance in the fight against the vampri and the shadowmoon cult. Their terms were reasonable. That I be trained, to tap into the true power inside me, instead of grasping at the edges of my power, to have a seat on the council, and an open line of contact with each pack for apprenticeships. This was my third day practicing shields and traveling, and I was barely making any progress. My head throbbed, pain radiating through my temples as I strained to channel all my energy into traveling. A hot, searing pain jolted through my body as I slammed into a shield held by one of the mages. Shit. I'd allowed my own shields to drop, and still wasn't able to travel more than once pe
Athena sprinted through the forest, pushing herself to top speed. The trees here were enormous, and several feed apart, without thick underbrush to snag us. Leaves and pine needles mixed with the damp earth and moss to form a soft, springy bed to soften the blow of our paws. I let her take full control, focusing on her senses. I'd always loved the smell of the forest, but as a wolf it was so much richer. Catching the scent of a deer, Athena whipped to the right, changing course, racing for the higher ground. The scent began to change as we crested the hill, blood tainted the deer smell, and it became harder to tell if it really was a deer. Athena slowed, creeping forward as she scanned the forest. The afternoon sun was low, offering a bright orange glow to the treetops, but the forest floor was growing darker. Wolves have much better vision in the dark than humans, but that didn't mean we couldn't be caught off guard. The wind shifted slightly, and a rotten scent that made the hair
I woke up nauseous, and perched on something uncomfortable. Sitting up, I realized I was in the back seat of a car, and Roland was driving. He glanced at me in the rearview mirror."We've been on the road for about two days, you've made good progress healing, but there are a few developments you have missed. The king has your friend, Phoebe, and is trying to use her to track you down, he also has your son, and Phoebe's daughter. I don't know what agreement he made with the Summit Mist alpha, but it does not seem that he objects to any of this.""Take me to the Quell, we have to go over a plan of attack before he finds me.""I'm afraid the attack has already happened." Roland sighed, "Are you hungry?"My stomach answered for me, it had been clawing at me since I woke, demanding my attention. Roland laughed, pulling off at the next exit, where a diner and two gas stations sat around a blinking yellow traffic light. We sat down and ordered, and Roland gave me the rundown on what he was a
"Please, have a seat." He said, casually, as if we were old friends catching up. I scented the air around me, but I could feel the protection charms around him, blanketing his true scent. I stiffined, yanking my hand from his."Who gave you those protection charms?" I demanded, readying for an attack. The most likely explanation was that he was already part of the vampri alliance with the shadowmoon, which meant I had walked directly into a trap."Your mother." He grinned widely, and aside from his cuspids, also known as canine teeth, being a little sharp, there was nothing alarming about his mouth. "Ah, don't worry, I won't use them on you, not unless you ask." He paused, thoughtful. "Not unless you ask, nicely." And he grinned again, tugging me to the sofa. It occured to me that I should shield myself, but a warm, relaxed feeling washed over me, and I found myself eager to hear him speak again."You are Heleos?" I asked, then without waiting for an answer, "When did my mother give y
"You're staring, and staring is rude." Heleos hummed.I snapped my mouth shut and returned my attention to my food, letting my hair fall forward to help camouflage my blush. Heleos was eating blood out of a pristine white bowl, with a spoon. Of all the ridiculous, cringy things I'd witnessed since becoming a part of the supernatural world, this one was easily the most asinine."Can't you just... you know, drink it from a glass, or a blood bag, or ..." I trailed off. It wasn't exactly my business, but for some reason it irritated me. He rolled his eyes and the corner of his mouth tipped up, as though he were trying not to grin. "You have always hated it when I took my meals this way." His mask of indifference was exceptional, but something told me he was extremely pleased to have found a way to pester me. I picked at my steak and brushed off my irritation. "I don't hate it, I just wondered if you knew how stupid you looked, eating a bowl of blood. No wonder you live in isolation, I'm