Danica remained seated on the ground as Mason frantically paced in front of her. She had just finished telling him about her odd attraction to rogues. Followed by that she revealed that it felt like another being had taken over her body once she was threatened.
"I think." He said suddenly stopping in his tracks and turning to face Danica. "We need to speak with the elders."
"Elders?" What exactly were the elders Danica wondered. She immediately started picturing wrinkly old men wearing white robes and acting all high and mighty.
Nodding Mason's face grew serious. "The elders oversee all creatures. Every century every form of supernatural being comes together to vote on who their elder shall be." Mason explained. "We have one to represent every different being."
"Every form?" Danica repeated. "What else is out there aside from wolves?"
Smiling Mason crouched down in front of Danica. "My dear there are so many more out there it would make your pretty head spin."
Danica couldn't help but bristle, "Don't talk to me like I'm some naive kid."
Laughing Mason placed his hand on top of Danica's head. "I'm not treating you like a child I promise."
The all too familiar rush of fire surged through Danica as Mason's hand remained on her head. She couldn't stop the sigh of content that left her lips.
"Tell me what else there is." She murmured trying her best to stay focused.
"You'll see soon enough." Mason promised standing once more.
A small whimper escaped Danica at the loss of Mason's touch. Immediately her face turned bright red as she realized what she had just done.
"Come." Mason stuck his hand out to Danica to help her get up off the ground. "Let me take you home."
"But..." Danica began only to be stopped by Mason's finger being pressed to her lips.
"I promise you will find everything out in due time." He promised with a smile. "As for now I need to get back and inform my pack of what happened and you need to go home and relax."
Frowning Danica conceeded. She would let Mason off the hook today, but if he didn't answer her questions within the next few days she wouldn't go easy on him. Determination growing she climbed back into Mason's jeep and allowed him to take her home.
When she arrived home she found Martha in the kitchen cooking dinner.
"Welcome back." She called from her place in front of the stove. Her long grey hair was down and flowing down her back and shoulders. "Did you have a fun date?"
Caught off guard Danica nearly fell over as she attempted to remove her shoes. "What do you mean date?"
Had she spotted Mason earlier that day? She could have sworn Martha had been too engrossed in painting when she left.
Martha let out a chuckle, "it's nothing to be embarrassed about sweetie."
"He's just a friend." Danica flinched at how her voice rose an octave as she spoke. "Anyway what's for dinner?"
She desperately wanted to change the subject and fast. Explaining her relationship with Mason to Martha wouldn't be an easy task.
Still chuckling Martha sat down the spoon she was using to stir the contents of a large pot. "Beef stew."
As soon as the words were out of Martha's mouth Danica's stomach growled. Thinking on it hadn't eaten anything all day.
"Sounds delicious." She said walking over to take a whiff. The savory meat and vegetable smell set her mouth watering.
"Go wash up and change first." Martha ordered shooing Danica away as she tried to steal a spoonful of the almost finished food.
Obeying she headed upstairs and into the bathroom. After the past twenty four hours she had had a nice hot shower wasn't sounding too bad. Quickly stripping she stepped in the tub and turned the shower head on allowing scorching hot water to hit her skin.
Finished washing and changed into a tank top and sweats Danica headed back downstairs where Martha had already set the table for dinner. Sitting she waited until she was given the OK to begin digging in.
"Slow down." Martha urged as Danica began inhaling her food. "You would think I've been starving you."
Stopping Danica flushed. "Sorry, I haven't eaten today."
But was that really what was going on? Danica felt absolutely famished, not just starving from a day of no food. Could this have to do with her upcoming change? She'd have to add this question to her slowly growing list.
Martha simply smiled and went back to eating her meal while Danica slowly finished hers being sure not to eat too fast or seem too robotic.
After dinner Danica washed dishes as Martha wandered off to her room, as she always did once they finished eating. Once there she would stay put until the next morning. If Martha was anything it was a creature of habit.
So lost in her thoughts she didn't notice two sets of glowing red eyes watching her from the darkness as she stood in front of the kitchen window. It was only when she heard a howl that she became aware.
Dropping the spoon she had been working on Danica tried to calm her racing heart as she fumbled in her pocket for her cellphone. Before dropping her off Mason had given her his phone number so she could contact him just incase.
Dialing his number she kept her eyes fixed on the rogues that were watching her.
Mason picked up on the third ring sounding out of breath.
"Am I disturbing you?" Danica asked as she began to become foggy headed from the glowing red eyes just outside the tree line of her yard. The pull they gave her taking root.
"Danica?" Mason asked just as she dropped her phone.
As she stared straight ahead she could hear Mason's voice coming from her phone that now lay on the kitchen floor.
Turning she made her way to the backdoor and outside into the night, where the two rogues lay in wait for her.
Instead of being greeted by two wolves she was met by a man and a woman. Both were extremely tan, blonde, and tall. They're glowing red eyes regarded Danica curiously.
"Is she the one boss mentioned?" The woman asked sounding bored. Her eyes regarded Danica as if she was some disgusting creature. "She's just a pup."
Beside her the man nodded. "This is the woman the boss mentioned, I'm sure of it."
Mind too foggy Danica couldn't fully understand what they were going on about. She was feeling like she was drifting once again as a small voice awakened in her head.
'I will take it from here,' it said soothingly as Danica felt herself nearing blackout.
I can't, she thought as she began to fight with the force that was trying to take over. She couldn't blackout while two rogues stood before her.
"Let's hurry and grab her." The man said now drawing Danica's attention. "Before someone sees us."
Letting out a huff the woman agreed. "Let's get this over with." She said to him. "Now be good pup"
She and the man had begun to move forward towards Danica.
'Fight it.' The voice in her head growled. 'NOW!'
The force of the inner voice was like a bucket of cold water being splashed on Danica. All the remaining haze in her mind completely disappeared and she was fully alert now.
She hadn't realized that the man and woman had begun closing in on her on either side. Instincts kicking in she ducked just as they moved their arms to grab her.
"Don't make this difficult." The man growled as his arms snagged nothing but empty air.
"Quit talking and grab the bitch!" The woman snarled.
Panic rising Danica lifted herself and attempted to run towards the safety of her home. A tugging pain on the back of her head stopped her in her tracks. One of the rogues had managed to snag her hair. With a yelp she was yanked backwards and thrown against the ground.
Gasping she tried to catch the breath that had been knocked out of her as the two rogues closed in on her.
"Stop fighting." The woman laughed showing her protruding canines. "I don't want to have to take a limb off."
"Boss said one piece." The man reminded her as she lifted a clawed hand to attack Danica.
Mason, Danica thought weakly as the two grew closer.
"I'm here."
I must be going crazy, she thought. The voice sounded much too real.
"You're not." His voice said drawing her attention.
Looking in the direction his voice came from Danica spotted him.
Mason was here and he was ready to rip the two rogues to shreds.
Mason's green eyes were a dark shade of green, much darker than the forest green they had been earlier in the day. If he was pissed earlier, then he was on the verge of a rampage now."Get away from her." His voice growled around already protruding canines.The man released a string of profanities as he took Mason in. "Her mates here." He said quickly looking to his partner."Grab her and let's get going!" The woman snapped pushing him towards Danica.A guttural growl erupted from Mason at the female rogues words. "Touch her and I will rip off the hand you do it with." He warned.The rogues exchanged a glance amongst themselves as if debating on whether or not they should push it. Deciding it wasn't a good idea they turned to make a run for it."Oh no you don't." Mason was already making his way across the yard towards the fleeing rogues.He lifted the man who he had re
The next two days passed in a blur of normalcy. It was almost as if what had happened the night of her birthday and the day following had never happened, if only she didn't know better that is. The images had haunted her sleep and waking hours reminding her just how real it all was.Mason also hadn't contacted her within the two days either. She wasn't quite sure if she was relieved or disappointed, after all he had insisted he would help her prepare for her first change.Her first change, it was the day of the full moon, meaning that soon when the moon was high in the sky she would become a wolf for the very first time. She had spent the day attempting to meditate and keep her thoughts off of it. Worrying wouldn't get her anywhere anyway. It most certainly wouldn't stop the change that was inevitable.Most of the day she had been dealing with jitters and rapid heartbeat. She had also been getting cold
Voices whispering amongst themselves broke through Danica's pain free oblivion. They seemed to be coming from right beside her, but she couldn't make out exactly what was being said as her head remained foggy. Vaguely she felt soothing fire running up her arm as the warmth of a hand clasped around hers became evident. The agonizing fire that had been consuming her before she blacked out seemed to be gone and in it's place was a dull ache. 'Why,' the voice in her head came in just a whisper. 'Why...' It sounded absolutely lost as it repeated the same word. Danica couldn't help the sense of loss she felt at hearing it. It was almost as if a piece of her was missing entirely. Groaning she forced her eyes open to see exactly where she was. The room around her was lit by a small fireplace and candles. Flickering warm orange and red light danced around the interior that was made of wooden logs and what looked
Early morning light slanted in through half opened blinds illuminating the all too familiar room around Danica. It's warm glow didn't bring her any warmth this particular morning.After being Unable to sleep she sat in bed with a pillow hugged against her chest as her thoughts replayed the nights events.She was cursed and she had absolutely no idea how or why it even happened. Not to mention she now had two options to lift it, and neither sounded promising.Despite both Nigel and Mason expecting her to decide on their next move she was unable to on the spot. The thought of having her soul ripped to shreds had terrified her, but so had the thought of never being able to fully change and having to suffer greatly every full moon for the rest of her life.In the end she had allowed Mason to bring her home after promising Nigel that they would return in a weeks time. In return Nigel had promised to have the one called Ash there t
Danica stared at the brick wall in front of her as if it was some foreign object she had never seen before."This is the place?" She had already asked the same question three times.Mason had insisted this was where they were supposed to be for their meeting and he hadn't made a mistake. She was having a hard time believing that this was their destination, after all it was nothing more than a brick wall."Tell me again how a wall is the location of a meeting?" Danica asked furrowing her brows. It was already fifteen to twelve and they didn't have time for Mason to play jokes."Just wait." Mason who was ill at ease beside her responded.Opposite of Mason, Danica was a ball of nerves. The closer to the time of their meeting the more nervous she became. By this point she had developed the strong urge to turn and run."Calm down." Mason's soothing voice was accompanied by his warm hand wrapping aro
Hearing of the creatures that created the Elders counsel was nothing compared to actually seeing them. Sitting right in front of Danica were mythological beings that up until five days ago weren't supposed to even exist in her world.The harpie Rebecca had taken her seat already between a man with a youthful face and long blonde hair and a man with short dark hair with a blindfold wrapped around his eyes-or rather eye. Beside the blindfolded man sat a little fellow with a long nose and large ears whose skin held a greenish hue, he opened his mouth to yawn showing sharp little teeth.As Danica continued down the line her eyes fell on a woman with a rather large hat over her head and sunglasses. Despite not being able to properly see the woman's eyes Danica knew that she was studying her curiously. At the end of the line was a man with long brown hair and goatee.Smiling the man at the end stood and strode forward pulling Mason into a hug l
Danica could feel her oxygen quickly depleting as Rebecca tightened her hold on her neck. For the woman to look so delicate she had a massive amount of strength.Below them chaos had ensued as Mason shifted into his wolf form and was growling and snapping. The Elders that had remained impassive until now were yelling at one another trying to figure out what to do to correct the situation."This is what happens when you show insubordinate behavior little pup." Rebecca sneered leaning in close to Danica's face.So Rebecca wasn't doing this because of the claim that she had rogue blood, she was only using that as reason for her behavior. This was all a show of who was the dominate being.Feeling her conciousness slipping Danica heard the other conciousness become more aware. She could physically feel the anger at being looked down upon growing within it."You think you will catch me off guard a second time?" Rebecca
A bowl with a strange swirling liquid sat on a wooden table in front of Danica. The liquid would apparently determine whether or not her blood held the line of the rogues in it. At least that was what the Elder standing in front of her had said.As Arlo had explained to her, they would need to make a small incision in the palm of her hand and allow her blood to intermingle with the liquid. If it remained clear and unchanging then that meant her blood was clear. However, if it turned black that meant she had rogue blood.The thought of inflicting pain upon herself scared Danica, but she had no room for argument.Looking to Mason who had returned to his human form for comfort Danica held out her hand to Arlo who had a dagger at the ready.Searing pain shot through Danica's palm as the cool blade sliced her skin allowing her blood to flow freely into the bowl below.Everyone watched intently as her blood turned into a red cyclo