Chapter Three

Moira Turner

"You just ditched without me!" Evelyn all but screamed at her "what's up with that, you almost never ditch and when you finally do, you do it without me, we're supposed to be best friends you know!"

"Yeah, I'm sorry" Moira replied half heartedly "I wasn't feeling up to it I guess, I just needed a break."

"Do you want me to come over?!" She asked somberly "I could do you up and we could go to Brett's party tonight, I know we're the underdogs but he did say everyone was invited"

" No please don't, they're here and I really don't want any clashes tonight!" She replied "Besides, when did you become such a party animal?!"

Evelyn Summer had been her best and only friend she'd ever had ever since she'd saved her ass from Brett and his bullies back in the seventh grade and she'd just been like her quiet and mellow until this obsession of parties which had begun in this senior year

"Live a little Moira!" She moan exparsatedly "This Good girl McGee act needs a break, it is our one and only senior year after all, besides I want you to see the new hot guy in our class"

"Hot guy?!" She said in a hitched tone "Tall an muscular, with dark hair and piercing black eyes"

"Yeah he's the one" She said gleefully "You've met him, deets stat, am I to start planning a wedding?! Oh my God--"

At some point Evelyn's voice just seemed to drift into oblivion, and she was stuck again with her dark thoughts, she'd thought him a figment of her imagination, he wasn't supposed to fucking exist, what was going on?!, One thing was sure she'd lost her damn mind,

"Moira, Moira are you still there?!" Evelyn's voice rang out, jolting her out of her spiral into nothingness

"Yeah, can I-, can I call you back later?!" She asked in a small voice

"No need I'll be picking you up by eight, byeee!"

"No don't-!"

The dial tone went on, and she sighed, falling back onto the hard surface,It was clear that Evelyn's hard headed nature would come through, she'd just have to suck it up an go get drunk at a party, hopefully she'd not have to face him, if it did it really didn't matter, he was a figment of her imagination nothing more and nothing less.

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As usual Brett's party sucked like fuck, her parents had been too busy sticking their heads in their massive cocaine stash to notice her absence and it was times like this that she wished they would, everyone here sucked except Evelyn of course, just another highschool thing to see who could drink most and tap the best gals, it was freaking pathetic, she should have known coming here was a mistake, she began making plans to ditch as soon as Evelyn went to 'mingle'

"Hey look" Brett called, staggering from his drunkenness "The witch is here, she's gonna magic us hard!"

He: grabbed her hands rather ferociously

"Come show me a magic trick baby! -hic- I -hic- will ma-hic- it worth your while"

"Stop it Brett" she said pulling herself from him

"Playing hard to get-hic-, oh you're so gonna get fucked" he said as he menacingly advanced towards her

This time his advances were more violent as the growing crowd egged him on, a chant had even begun in a corner

"You're coming with me whore!" He growled dragging her towards the stairs

"Stop it Brett!, Evelyn!" She yelled "let me go!"

Laughter and cat calls echoed across the room, people yelling calling her virgin mary others just laughing blatantly, like it wasn't such a big of a deal

"Let me Go!" She demanded much louder this time

The resounding thwack echoed across the room as Brett Sullivan's hand imprinted on her cheek, and instantly everything went silent save from the surge of anger building up within her, he'd hit her, Brett motherfucking Sullivan had hit her and then for a moment everything went red

"Bastard!!" She'd heard herself roar and then complete blankness

When she came to herself again an unconscious Brett was sprawled across the room, his body as limp as a ragdoll save for the rise and of his chest, a Brett shaped hole stood where the wall should have been and it didn't take long for her to deduce what had occurred as the entire crowd stared dumbfoundedly at her handwork

"Did you see that?!" Someone whispered "it's like he just flew"

"She really is a witch!" Said another in a much louder tone

Each whisper seemed louder than the last and suddenly she could hear them all of them, their criticism and their damned judgement, the room had begun to shrink in her eyes and she couldn't take it, it was all too much, placing her hands to her ears and shutting her eyes she let out a loose scream and for the second time that day Moira Turner turned on her heels and ran

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Luciano Montel

She positively infuriated him, yet there was something in her that made his beastly side go wild with hunger and an effing need to claim her, her gracefulness and that stuck up air she'd had about her, one thing was certain though, a woman like her spelt nothing but trouble

"I do not desire an escort, you may leave, tell the Conjugate that I and the rest of the Lupines are perfectly capable of handling ourselves" He said stoically

She snorted loudly

"Like the way your guy outside handled himself" she replied in an amused tone "if you think you don't need babysitting then do better!"

Rough snarls welled up from his packmates who looked more than ready to rip her to shreds

"Calm your dogs Luciano" she said clearly enjoying this "we wouldn't want a repeat of our first meet now will we"

"You know I can smell it on you" he growled satisfactorily, playing his trump card " you lack the gift, there is no magic within you, we could rip you to shreds if we so wished it."

If there was an atom of fear in her, she was a mistress of concealment as her face divulged not even the slightest bit of fear

"You should use your nose better Lucian" she said coldly her 'charisma' disappearing "do you know why I am called the Angel of death?!, Everyone of you has something to care for, something to lose, you all have made it clear from the very start my worthlessness, bastards like you take and keep in taking, I do the harshest jobs, kill and rip your kind into shreds but that's not why I'm called that, I have nothing left to lose Lucian, so come at me"

The air in the room seemed to go down about ten degrees and Lucian could detect the trace of fear in his fellow shifters, each's persona depicting a single statement

'She's Dangerous'

"You would do well to know that if a repeat of what happened outside should play out again I will not hesitate to rip you to shreds!"

"Threats" she scoffed "how very fucking original, you listen to me, if you so much try as bare those claws at me, I will rip out your eyes, shove it down your measly throat, so you can see me tear you apart with your own claws kapeesh!"

Everyone positively flinched at her vivid description, and eyes glinted with the strangest fire there was no doubt that this was more than a threat it was a promise

"Unlike you children of night, I need my beauty sleep, if I could be shown my quarters, it would be most helpful to my sour mood"

He gestured to his beta Adam to show her around, he proceeded to do so rather cautiously

"She's dangerous son!" His mother said once she was out if the room "it wouldn't be wise to have her accompany you to the earthly realm!"

"I trust the Conjugate's decision, if they say she's the one for it, then she is"

"This is your first trip outside the pythian realm, the human world is not the same as what you're used to, it maybe a bit tricky, you need someone who you can trust, I beg of you to reconsider"

"Trust is earned mother, she earns mine and I'll earn her's that is the way it works here mother, you of all people should know that!"

"Son I worry-" she began before breaking into a sin

These was her way of blackmailing him into doing her bidding but it wouldn't work this time he was far too deep in the rabbit hole to turn back now, like his father always said it was time he grew his spine

"Have faith in me mother" he said putting his arms around her in an attempt to calm her down

Two things were certain, she was not as broken as she pretended to be, somewhere he could see a part of her that resonated deeply with him, the other was that he wanted her badly, he wanted her underneath him gasping and chanting his name, he wanted her clean so he could dirty her up again and he was going to have her, Shay Morrigan was going to be his.