Recollecting that night was something that I had done quite often since it happened. It really put things in perspective for me about how much Valene had gone through.
“I wasn’t-I…am not the only one suffering, Penny. Sure, I’ve lost a mother but…Valene has…she has lost just as much, if not more.”
“How can you say that?” asked Penny. “She still has both her parents!”
“And lived most of her life as a slave to her own father,” I reminded her. “Branded like a bloody gopher when-”
“But Harly, she-”
“Living with the fact that her parents didn’t want her. Thinking that all this time, then…being killed? How do
Vale:“Alright, now that we’re alone. What is it that you and Vale need to talk about?” While he was concerned, I could tell that dad was relieved to see that Harly and I were there together. He was happy and that should have made me happy.In any other case, it would have. But not after what Harly had done. “Vale has news.” When my little sister finally spoke it broke me out of the trance that I found myself in as I thought about where she’d been simple moments before joining us again. “Okay,” replied dad, but I could tell that he sensed something was on my mind. “You alright?” he asked me.I shrugged, not knowing how to particularly answer that question. If I was being honest, there was no positive way to answer that question. How could I possibly be okay?Harly acted impulsively with what she did to Penny. I wasn’t sure of the particulars, but I knew that it wasn’t good. Now, I had to be concerned about what would happen to her next. Regardless of her title, Harlyn committed
Alastair:This can’t be happening! This absolutely cannot be happening right now! The words played endlessly in my head as I listened to my baby girl explain in minute detail what happened only an hour or so earlier. I was so speechless when she was done, and I wasn’t the only one; Aziz said little to nothing, but I felt his pain as well as his sense of loyalty being tested on both sides. We both were feeling the same way. We both knew that this was about to be messy.“Dad?” When I heard Val’s voice trump my thoughts, I finally snapped out of the daze that I was in. “You alright?”Alright? Was she serious? I looked at her incredulously, and immediately Val got the hint.“Okay, alright. Wrong question, got it.” she murmured and backed away.“Does it look like I’m alright?!” I snapped. “I-did you really just ask me that?!” Valene shamefully averted her gaze. “Sorry, even I don’t know what to say about this.” Silence ensued for a moment before, Vale finally spoke again. “So, what are
Silence followed his accusation and without breaking eye contact, Talon stepped to Harlyn. I knew he wouldn’t hurt Harlyn, so naturally I did not step in and neither did Val. We both knew that Harlyn had hurt Talon far more than he could ever have had in him to hurt her. “I saw you…going into the forest with her. I saw that look in your eye.”There was something about Talon’s confrontation of this truth that seemed to weigh down on Harlyn more than either or Vale ever could have.“You went in there with the intention to hurt her.” he said bemused.Harlyn could hardly look him in the eye. “I….Talon, I didn’t go in to…”“Yes…you did.” It seemed that Talon knew better than anyone. “You…you may have had a few doubts, but you knew…you knew what you were going in there to do, Harly! What have you done?!” Before Harlyn could even part her lips to find an answer good enough for him, Talon walked away from her. There was guilt in him, I knew there was.“I sho-I should have stopped you! I sho
AlastairI stepped out of the backseat of the large unmarked SUV, contemplating what was about to happen. My right hand and beta stood at the rear passenger door, waiting for me to step out of the vehicle. He closed the door behind me whilst I took that moment to take in the large establishment standing before us both.Suddenly, my stomach churned, a large blow to my pride as I considered the reason why I was standing there-why I had wound up at this place.“You alright, Alpha?” I heard my long-time friend ask as he settled himself by my side. I could sense his concerned verdant eyes staring unwaveringly at the side of my face. He would not stop until I answered. “Why do you ask?” Naturally, I knew good and well why my beta had asked me this question. He thought that I was having doubts because he most certainly was having them. When Toran didn’t respond right away, I glanced at him, my brow raised, awaiting his answer.“May I speak candidly, Alpha?” Toran requested. I rolled my eye
AlastairThe pack dashed through the forest floor near the Blue Ridge Highlands, running down prey. With Aziz at the helm, we’d taken down our second hide for the day, the first-a bobcat would not fill this large form, and so we went in search of a Black Bear next.Twice every week, the Shadow Veil Pack was required to go on hunts into the mountains by my command, some lasting no less than a day and sometimes as long as three. It was a great release for our wolves, not to mention it kept both our beasts and us on our toes. No better way to keep ourselves, as well as our counterparts, in peak shape than running the wild for the hunt.I enjoyed these outings with the pack, often needing a welcomed distraction from the heavy weight of life as not only an Alpha but a widower and single father. It’d been over seven years since the death of my beloved Caris. I could not figure out whether it was a good or bad thing that I could not find the time to mourn the anniversary of her death, with
Valene When the school day ended, I was glad that Harlyn had decided to go home for the day. It was a school night after all, though it was Thursday-a day everyone seemed to consider synonymous with Friday. Especially Harly. To me, the days blended into one another like an artist would their paints to create the perfect color that would perfectly mesh with the thoughts they were trying to convey on canvas. Perhaps that was the wrong example to compare me to. Artists were free to release whatever imaginative creativity they saw fit. I was no artist, and I was nowhere near as free. There wasn’t very much freedom for a vassal, and while I was not to be considered the same as the rest, my role was essentially the same as the others. There were one or two freedoms allowed to me that no other knew about outside of Master Wade and Harlyn. Master Wade made it a point to try and make me feel as…free as he possibly could without anyone else noticing it. The need for no one to figure it ou
ValeneWhen he spoke, I left it up to Harlyn to speak first. Had she not, Master Wade surely would have known that something was the matter. Although, due to the long pause and silent stare, he no doubt knew something was up anyway.“Hello, Daddy,” Harlyn said in a spritely manner, her eyes still on me and her expression stoic.“How was our day?” Master Wade asked. His expression seemed normal, but his tone was subtly apprehensive.Harlyn took her time answering him. By the time she finally did, the Alpha was visibly well past the line of suspicion concerning whatever it was that we were talking about. “It was great!” Harlyn finally answered, her eyes steadily on me before finally standing up and walking toward her father to embrace him. “Had to put Penny in her place for disrespecting Vali, but otherwise, things were fine.” She glanced back at me. “Right, Vali?”Without hesitation, I simply nodded. Reluctantly answering would only cause more drama, as far as I was concerned. I had a
Valene A family meeting…a sit down…and there I was…at the table…with the Wade family. I was reluctant to take a seat, but Master Wade practically pushed me into the chair with his beckoning. This wasn’t by far the first family meeting; usually, they did consist of Harlyn and Master Wade however. Sure, I was on standby but not a part of them-never apart; not for seven years. I sat there nervous, under my cool exterior, waiting for Harlyn to arrive. It had been years since a ‘family meeting’. We both were kids at the time-Harlyn, and I and our minds were completely different. Neither of us saw the divide between ourselves as a species. So, when we sat down with one another at the table, Master Wade at the head making decisions, it wasn’t as…uncomfortable as it was at the moment. Seven years it had been since the last meeting with all of us sitting at the table, and it was when Mistress Caris Wade died. Sitting at that table brought back old thoughts, memories, and emotions about