Saxon did as he'd said, escorting me up to his rooms, and leaving me with another reminder to stay there and only let him or Haden inside. I nodded my agreement, thanking him again, though I struggled to meet his eyes. I hoped he put that down to grief, or embarrassment over what he'd seen downstairs. Either way, I was finally alone, and I immediately headed for the walk-in wardrobe, searching for some kind of bag or pack I could throw some clothes into. I didn't have anything else much to take with me, and I couldn't bring myself to steal anything else, so it would have to make do, because I sure as hell couldn't stay here. I didn't dare wait around a second longer than I had to, not knowing how long Saxon and Haden would be, and began throwing as many of the clothes they gave me that would fit, into the first backpack I found, stashed right at the back of Saxon's wardrobe. I slung it over my shoulders, and headed for the suite doors, but hesitated, glancing towards the window.It
As I wandered down the street, towards the shop Kaira had mentioned, I noticed the few people that were about eyeing me suspiciously. It was blatant, and consistent, enough that I quickly began to feel uncomfortable here, out in the open, and couldn't help but start walking more hunched over, with my head down, trying to draw less attention. I found the shop, though it looked dark inside, and had a closed sign on the front. Looking at the displayed business hours, I couldn't help but find them odd, with only a few days and short hours that they were open. Had they been short-staffed for so long that they'd had to reduce their opening times, I thought to myself, and wondered if it implied anything about how well they treated their workers. Yet, it seemed like a small town, so maybe there were just too many jobs, and too few people, I told myself, trying to remain optimistic. I turned away from the shop, and found myself face to face with an older man, looking quite unimpressed as he
"Miss! Excuse me, Miss!" the friendly librarian's voice was saying, as I opened my eyes, slowly getting my bearings again. "I'm sorry, Miss," she continued, as I sat up straighter, "It's well past closing time, I'm going to need to ask you to leave." I sighed, rubbing my eyes, feeling guilty that I'd made her stay late. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" I blurted out sleepily, "I didn't mean to fall asleep." I stood up, reaching for my bag, and the small t-shirt-wrapped bundle I'd left on top of it. "Oh, no, it's okay," the librarian said, "We just need to close up. You're welcome to come back tomorrow," she smiled, and I thanked her as I reached for the maps. "I can put those back for you," she said, holding out her hand and seeming eager for me to get going already. I passed them to her and thanked her again, before heading straight for the door, which she locked immediately behind me. She gave me a quick farewell wave through the window, then tugged the cord to close the blinds, and I turned t
My birthday. My mind seemed stuck on the thought of that for a moment. I hadn't been looking forward to it, but now that it was so close, I couldn't help but feel at least a little bit of anticipation, for my coming of age. Not that much would change, really. Maybe I'd find out I really was a werewolf, but it wasn't like I could turn and go for a wolf-run, here among the humans. Though the thought was amusing, imagining them all losing their minds about a werewolf running loose in their midst. Yet I doubted that kind of reaction would last long here. If there was any town likely to band together to run off a beast in their midst, then judging by their attitude towards outsiders, it would be this one. I sighed as I eventually ended up back at the same oak tree I'd slept under the night before, sitting down and making myself as warm and comfortable as I could be under its broad branches once more. Sleep came fairly easily, and undisturbed, after the long, productive day, and a good m
Before I could even begin to protest, Ceridwen had launched herself - myself - at the first of them, sharp teeth clamping around his throat and tearing free, before turning to the others, who were somehow already on the ground. A huge black Lycan stood over one, and a dark brown one over the other, both of them staring at me with shining golden eyes. The black one shifted back to his human form, a naked and furious looking Saxon, and immediately stepped closer to me. I backed away, and he stopped, sighing as he picked up the man's dropped phone, and crushed it in his fist. Haden was beside me a moment later, speaking soothing words, but they barely managed to scratch the surface of the shock I currently felt. Ceridwen shifted back, and I seemed to regain control of my - our? - body in the process, though that only meant that I fell to my knees, sickened by the whole situation. "I.. I didn't mean to.." I stammered breathlessly, "My wolf.. she.." words failed me, and I shook my head,
We arrived back at the pack house a short while later, and unlike last time, Haden didn't stop at the front, but drove around and into a rear garage himself. "Most have no idea you left, and we'd like to keep it that way," Saxon said quietly, as they ushered me up a set of stairs that was much smaller than the ones I was familiar with. I nodded silently, walking with them to their floor, with Haden behind me, and Saxon in front. They led me straight to Saxon's suite, where he dropped my bag by the wardrobe, as Haden closed and locked the door behind us. I tensed, immediately feeling a little trapped, and excused myself to the bathroom, taking a long moment to compose myself before I stepped out again, to face them. Saxon immediately stepped closer, cupping my face with his hands as he looked down at me with an intense look in his eyes. After a moment, he suddenly picked me up, carrying me over to the bed, where he sat and lifted me onto his lap, wrapping a hand in my hair and pushi
When I awoke the following morning, it was to the sight of Haden lying beside me, his eyes studying my face with a look of concern. As he saw me open my own, he reached up to cup my face, stroking my cheek with his thumb as he placed a soft kiss on my forehead. "Morning sweetheart," he said softly, and I gave him a small smile, covering his hand with my own, before sitting up and looking around the room. "Saxon left early, to meet with the Elders," he said, with a touch of apprehension in his voice, that made me turn back to him with widened eyes. "The Elders?" I repeated, suddenly feeling that same apprehension, "He's not going to tell them?!" I asked, getting up from the bed and beginning to feel panicked. He stood up behind me, and wrapped his arms tightly around me, "Calm," he said softly, in that so soothing voice, and my heart began pounding a little less. He nuzzled his face into the curve of my neck, breathing me in deeply before he spoke again. "We can trust the Elders," h
I hovered in the doorway, looking between the three of them uncertainly, and Susanna turned towards me, looking me over and raising an eyebrow. "And we have a third?" she said, seeming somewhat surprised as she turned back to Saxon, "How exactly does that add up?" Saxon sighed heavily, motioning for me to join them and waiting until I sat down between him and Haden, before answering his mother. "She's mine too," he said, taking my hand in his and pulling it into his lap. "Ours," he added with a glance at Haden, who took my other hand, doing the same, as he looked up at Susanna and nodded. Her eyebrow climbed higher, her level of surprise showing more expression than I'd ever seen on her usually cool, stoic face. "Both of yours?" she asked sceptically, seeming unsure what she thought of it just yet, and they both nodded. "So, your concerns about our bloodline.." Saxon began, but Susanna held up a hand, and he stopped, staring at her silently while she looked deep in thought. "She's