CHLOEMere moments before, I’d been ready to leave them all behind when the very air around us sizzled as Pascal Dennison made an appearance, he told us to leave the Porter’s house, which was fine with me, I was already leaving. Till he looked at me directly for what felt like the first time and said.“ If I were you, I wouldn’t go to Vincent’s, not right now at least. I just left there. Let’s just say I left him and Jacinta in sour moods. But you can’t stay here either.”And for what felt like an eternity, he and Jane simply stared at each other, with a mixture of emotions written on my mother’s face. He turned and left without saying a word, while my mother looked as angry as a tempest.Jane had decided that it wasn’t safe for us to remain in town. Mark commented on having connections out of town, enough for us to get a pretty decent safehouse. He made some calls and before long we were in his car on our way out of Drewsy.Tension in the car was so palpable I could almost taste it.
CHLOEMy heart almost beat out of my chest as I got down from the taxi at the warehouse Vincent had planned for us to meet. It looked mostly abandoned apart from the fact that one of the bay doors was open and there was light coming out of it.For a brief moment, I thought about what my mum would think… and mark. I quickly shook the thought out of my head. The only thing that mattered was Mackenzie and I didn’t need anyone to come to my rescue. As I got closer to the bay doors, I noticed the area was crawling with Vincent’s goons, some were even humans armed with guns.Why did he need so much man power with me? Or didn’t he trust me that I’d come alone?The men didn’t speak a word to me as I walked past, some barely even regarded me. Vincent was at the center there with a makeshift dinning table and a single chair having dinner.“You’re late, Chloe.”, He muttered without looking up from his plate. “I’m just glad you made it.”“Where's
MARKWe pulled over at the address given to us by Jeff. The ride over here was monotonous and dull, my insides were a flurry of emotions, unease at meeting a member of my biological family while, at the same time, my heart bled from the whole exchange with Chloe. Hurt like I’d never felt before coursed through my very veins, making me want to transform and rage through the countryside for three days straight, like I used to back in the day, Whenever Jacinta took it upon herself to show me how “generous” she was by raising me, her husband’s bastard son, Or in the days after Pascal left and my father’s passing. All these feelings triggered by her words.The power this woman had over me scared me. My feelings for her scared me more than I’d ever admit. She wanted to go back to the father of her child, A familial bond that I have never had. Even with my father alive, I was still always a bit of an outsider. Never completely a son, a bastard son, or a stepson, never completely a brother.
MARKI was immediately distraught. I wasn’t sure how to react. Rachel ‘s anxious voice still trickled out of the phone in my hand but I couldn’t hear a thing. I was caught up in my own emotions. I didn’t know what to feel; anger, hurt, frustration, betrayal, denial… it all kept looping around my head.“Who was that?” Jane inquired, obviously concerned by my broken expression.I squeezed my mobile so hard the screen cracked.“She left…. Chloe… she’s gone to meet Vincent”Jane stared at me with her mouth hanging slightly open, eyes wide with fear and concern.She stood to her feet and headed for the door. She tried to pull me along but I didn’t budge.“what are you doing mark?, “she asked incredulously, her voiced etched with despair, ”we have to get her back, come on”I held my place.“Come on Mark, you know how much danger she’s in”“she’s made her choice” I muttered silently, “ she’s chosen to trust Vincent over me”Jane let go of m
MARKI rushed out of the car and went straight for the entrance. My brother seemed to have been expecting me and had a welcome party waiting for me. I stood there, looked at the dozens of already transformed werewolves snarling and growling, all ready to stop me.“You have two choices; go home to your families…Or don’t.” I boldly declared to the wolves assigned to stop me. I could tell my words gave them reason for pause, but they quickly shook it off and came charging into their deaths. The first wolf to reach me landed from above with his claws bared out to do damage, I stepped to his right and sank my fingers into his neck plucking out a handful of his flesh in as he dropped to the ground gasping with arteries already lost. This angered the rest of them as they rushed at me from every side. I dodged a direct slash to my core as I shifted to my wolf form as well. All around me I delivered death to my own Pack members. I refused to think much about that though. All that I care
CHLOEI screamed through the rag tied to my mouth like I never had before. I tried to run to Mark but the claws at my neck bore through my skin a little deeper. I looked to my mum for some kind of solace or help. She too stood there transfixed, her mouth hung open, her features turning more human.I managed to manoeuvre my gag out of my mouth. It was all I could do at the moment.“Vincent, you bloody bastard”, I screamed, “I’ll kill you myself…”Vincent still stood there over Mark’s squirming, bloody form. He had a satisfied smile on his face as he looked down on him.My mother, having recovered from her shock tried to move towards my direction. But Vincent countered. He moved like a damned spirit. Before my mum could take a step, he had crossed the room over to where she stood and grabbed her neck.“Vincent, no!!” My voice was already hoarse from all the screaming.Vincent seemingly ignored my protest and held my mother throat even tighter.“I would hate to kill a mother in front o
Discovery and DecisionI fidgeted with my dress, I glanced at my watch for what felt like the hundredth time. What was taking Vincent so long? Today is his daughter’s birthday and he still hasn't arrived. What could be more important than his daughter’s birthday, I wondered.Mackenzie's birthday party was already in full swing. Little kids screamed and ran about the house having the time of their lives."Hey, Chloe, what's wrong?" Rachel asked, noticing my distress.I hesitated, "Just worried about Vincent. He's running late." I forced a smile.Rachel's eyes became sympathetic. "I'm sure he'll be here soon. He wouldn't miss Mackenzie's party for anything."I chuckled drily, not quite feeling the humor. How could Vincent not be in attendance for his daughter's birthday party? It was his daughter for God's sake!As I left the kids in the garden I went inside, most of the parents were inside the house. Some of them lay in compromising positions, I stared away, not daring to look any l
Confrontation and ConflictOur house was just meters away from the woods, the tall sprawling woods, the pack lived here. It was all to prevent sightings of werewolves I knew. The pack was secluded, far away from humans. I stared out at the view as Rachel's voice echoed in my ears, she'd just called me."Are you sure of this Chloe? Vincent would be furious," Rachel asked, her voice laced with worry. I took a deep breath, my hands trembling as I held the phone. "I won't back down Rachel, I'm tired of being treated like I'm trash or…or like his plaything." My voice cracked, and I wiped away a tear."Be careful Chloe," Rachel whispered, "If something happens call me immediately okay?" I nodded, wiping my eyes. "I will." I ended the call and I stared outside quietly, waiting for Vincent's return. The sound of screeching car tires made my heart race, Vincent was back. The divorce papers felt strangely heavy in my hands, a symbol of the end of our sham marriage. The lawyer had faxed th