Grief and sadness was not his favorite companions. Losing Jenkins tore his heart apart. The very man that taught him his first oil change. The very Wolf that taught him to enjoy his freedom as a beast. When they were exiled and he took them in, he learned that family was not always about blood. Jenkins became the father figure he needed in his life when his own disowned him entirely. The sky darkened to a depressing grey, a chilly breeze stirring the leaves above him as he made his walk through the forest along Darlow. Ever since the Light Witch, Willow received Janice's powers, she had fallen into a comatose like state. Dante, the first Vampire, didn't appear at all alarmed by this. The bond they shared must be reassuring enough to know that this was only going to be temporary. While he dealt with her, Jax who had overseen everything with them remained quiet. Aiden only hoped that his perspective on the Supernatural would change for the better, but the outcomes w

 Soft giggling drew his attention over his paperwork to the little girl in front of his desk. Her black and blonde hair in pigtails and her green and red eyes sparkled with glee. He raised a brow at the child before lowering his gaze down to his papers again. The giggling only intensified. He rested the paper down on his desk, leaning forward on his elbows to intimidate the child. She only giggled more. "You have a strong will, Myra." He said as he leaned back in his chair and waved her around. She jumped up before she dashed around to hop on his lap, "Surely you'd have more fun with your toys rather than me." "I wanna play with daddy." She grumbled as she puffed out her cheeks. He couldn't control the corners of his lips twitching. He sighed as he got up from his chair while holding her in his arms as he stood in front of the large window that looked out over the training yard. He watched as Damion paced along a line of fresh recruits, his voice echoi

The chill in the air caressed her cheeks and kissed her nose. Her eyes fluttered open and took in the change in scenery. She had grown used to her mind being thrown around from place to place, yet right now her mind felt even more drained than it normally did while she experienced a vision. It could be for the fact she had just awoken after being in a comatose like state for some time, or maybe there was another reason all together. She cast her gaze around to the desolate trees that surrounded her. She could have mistaken it as the forest she had visited to see Hecate, but there was no lush greenery to fill her sights or the coiling of a snake around her feet. This place felt more isolated with the barren trees with not a shred of life to them. The ground dulled down with brown grass and cracked dirt patches like the area hadn't seen rain for weeks. She turned her attention to the left and to the right. There wasn't a single life form within the vicinity. No squirrels. No birds. Not

 She watched Aiden pace back and forth at the edge of their bed. It had been a week since the devastating attack on his home. When the police arrived, Willow was able to weave and bend her magic to manipulate the memories of the officers. A candle was left unattended that got carried away. At least, that's what the report would say. In regards to the creatures that were burned in the fires, Jax and herself took care of disposing them as they should. Six feet under with silver, herbs, just about anything and everything they had at their disposal to prevent these things from rising up again. In the mean time, Amira took Aiden and Lymeria into her home above the bookstore until further plans were made. Jax left to meet up with Leyla and update her on how things turned out here. As the year was coming to a close, nothing seemed to be weighing in their favor yet. "Aiden..." She called to him softly, but he continued to pace as if he didn't hear her. She let her shoulder

 He walked the empty halls, his hands clenched at his sides as his eyes darted left to right and back again as he passed by the empty rooms. Each of his members up and left one by one over the course of a few weeks. He knew where they had gone, he just couldn't wrap his head around it still. "Aiden." He growled his son's name in distaste as his fingers turned into claws and scratched along the wall. The wallpaper shredded as he tore through it, the underlining woodwork splintering off in tiny pieces. How did it all come down to this? He collected himself, his fingers turned back to normal as he adjusted his charcoal tie and flattened out the wrinkles in his royal blue suit and continued his walk to his room. Everyone else would be gone, all except for her. His only true ally in a world full of traitors. "Godfried?" Her sweet voice reached his ears from the end of the corridor where she stepped out from her bed chambers. He felt his Wolf gr