Gregory was glad when he got his growling mate back to her bed. He could tell that she was showing the signs of shifting soon. These were times when he wished that shifters naturally shifted with the full moon at least the first time. That way, they would have a heads up. But no such luck. It was just like labour and delivery crossed with a moody teenager. No one knew how long labour would take, then when the delivery would happen, and they were never prepared for it. That’s when he realized that he’d have to help her through that too soon enough. It was the same here. Aricka had gone through joint pain and a fever already. Now she was on to being cross and growling.
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Gregory got a text message from his Father while Aricka was getting the all clear that she could return home. The Borden’s were inquiring where Aricka was and had been for almost a day. His Mother was keeping them in check and had explained the reason Aricka had gone missing. His Father assured Gregory that his Mother had apologized for not mentioning it to them. Using the excuse that with all the things going on in the last few days, the fact that Aricka was safe and in a doctor’s care had gotten lost somewhere. Gregory could only groan and then respond with that everything was okay and they would be back at the packhouse withi
Richard woke with a start. This time he noted there was less pain. But, the dread now came crashing in on him like a tidal wave. He wasn’t sure if he groaned because he hurt still or because his brain registered that everything was right, but it was all wrong still. How the fuck was he supposed to make things right? He realized suddenly that he actually cared and felt a need other than revenge for the first time in a hell of a long time. It didn’t change anything, but it meant everything was just that much harder. &nbs
Evan woke for the first time in his own bed. His Grandma had made him eat dinner and later go to sleep. She’d promised him a surprise when he woke up in the morning. He’d asked her where his parents were, and she’d told him that they had been up all night and were very tired. So he’d been home all day and not seen them beyond them bringing him home. They’d left him with secrets that they had made him promise to keep secret. He was going to be a big brother in the spring. But they didn’t want to tell anyone until later during the Yule celebration.
Richard was getting stronger and staying awake longer. He was developing a rather surly attitude due to the nervousness he was feeling. He’d just been told that Richard was coming by to visit him, and Richard imagined his brother from the past. Gregory had always seemed angry or disappointed or some mixture of the two with him. Now, Richard didn’t know what to expect after the last thing he remembers was at his weakest. His brother was hugging him and mumbling something about getting through things together. Which way was it going to go? He didn’t know, and he had to admit that he was afraid to speculate.
Dean had Rolo packed up, and once done zipping up the last bag, he looked at his old mentor. When Rolo had contacted him, he had felt honoured until he realized that Rolo didn’t remember him. Dean looked on the bright side, though and was happy Rolo had at least remembered his interest in necromancy. Now his mentor had become the poster child for caution when handling tomes like the Lich’s personal diaries. He was now obsessed by the tome and would let no one else consult it. Dean was tired of trying to keep an eye on Rolo even though he had come with several other mages far closer to him. They had wanted to fight and help with staging the missions, but when
Richard had been able to rest and speak through the video feed to some of the rogues. To him, they weren’t rogues like the original ones he’d recruited. Gregory had been correct about them. These rogues had made a mistake or had been scammed to leave their packs and homes. Whether these rogues admitted it or not. They were all looking for that second chance, and because of that, they weren’t too far gone. Some definitely had behaviour and anger issues, but nothing a little guidance and a chance to prove themselves wouldn’t fix.
Richard finally made it from the medical centre to where the rogues were being held. He was using a cane and a nurse hovering behind him. Two guards escorted him, and people were kept from his path. Richard was still unsure if the guards were there to keep him or others from doing something stupid. However, one of the guards was nice enough to insist on carrying the bag now holding his laptop and cellphone. Someone had dropped off some clothing for him too. No one could expect him to wear the clothing he had entered the medical centre because those were clothing that he had found not long after he had risen from death.
Gregory had informed Aricka that Richard had been asking to see her. He’d been asking periodically over the last few days. He’d been himself to see Richard several times for various things. They and their father had been working together to get Richard set up with his own pack that was made up of mostly rogues. Aricka had been hesitant to talk to him or even see him. The man was supposed to be her husband even though that ceremony had been a lie. He was her son’s father while she was now mated to his brother. She wasn’t sure what she would say to him or how he would respond to her. The plain truth was she was scared and anxious to have anything to do with him. But she knew that this had to happen so
The morning started early, with grey skies and a hell of a lot of noise. Last-minute boxes of food and supplies were being transferred to trucks to compensate for the sudden doubling of Max’s pack size. His mother had stopped him and informed him she had taken the young pups’ names. In the New Year, she would add them to the NARC registry of his pack. So it was official. He had a pack, and it was happening at least on paper. A quick text message to Jenna, and he was rounding up every damn person coming with him. They weren’t all outside after breakfast because one of the younger ones was hiding somewhere and it was like an Easter Egg hunt for her. If he thought life would
When Max finally got back to the major crowd, and that’s what it had become as curious pack members came in to offer their help. While getting the scoop on what happened at the front gate.He was no longer used to this many people, and it was wearing on him, with the pain dull throbbing in time to his slowly fraying nerves.Max couldn’t leave these pups, but he was also itching to speak to each one of them. Just so, he knew how to integrate them into his pack. He’d have to do that when he got home from here and then keep a very close eye on everyone.What he found was a memory of the past ringing with a lilting voice of his mother as she read a new poem, she had found but fit so well into their lives. It was as if they had made it for this moment.Max had missed most of the opening refrains of the poem. But it was as if it spoke to him, and his mother claimed the ti
Aricka had received several texts from Allan and Jeff. The rogues were actually young adults lost in the war’s chaos. There were two injured and nearly thirty of them. The pups, as Edith firmly insisted on calling them, needed space to get clean. They were hungry and came with the clothes on their backs. Many were female, and they didn’t have any form of real leadership. They were there looking for guidance and a chance at survival without going rogue. Even their Druid family members chipped in to help. The sadness was physical when their story’s relayed to all. It was a physical example that hit the council members present in the face. This minor war had lasting effects throughout the Supernatural World. Others were not in the war but were suffering the lasting effects of loss because of the Lich’s victims’ deaths and those who had died in battle.&
It’s Yuletide, and they strictly enforced the rule of hospitality during this season. In Northern Ontario, it’s the only humane thing to do. It’s not truly the rule of law. But a moral tradition. They will give anyone who comes to your door space to sleep and a meal for the night. Until it’s safe for them to travel on. It doesn’t have to be fancy or even a bed: just a warm, dry place and simple food to eat. In a land where one could freeze to death within fifteen minutes of going outside, it’s needed even if they’re dressed for the season. It was a tradition from the old country. Now Gregory had to find this car off in a ditch and then deal with twenty-five to thirty more people to house and feed. Richard/Max… He had to get his name straight in his head before talking to these people.
Gregory had to divide and conquer. The pups and such needed people looking out for them, with everyone doing different things. So he sent some volunteers to look over them. His brother was one of those volunteers. He had to get more wood and things for the decorations to be freshened up with. The ladies inside would handle that, and he would leave his mate with the work inside of entertaining and guiding those efforts. Let Allan take the lead on the first shift of snow clearing, and when he and his crew came in, all snowy dragging equally snowy pups in. Gregory knew precisely what happened. The pups appeared bored, and they had started a snowball fight with the adults.Frederick looked like he’d fallen or tossed in the snow and thoroughly co
As he thought of his pup grouping, Evan and the pack were having fun running through the wooded area and playing in the snow. It was great being able to get outside and just have fun. He found it thrilling, and he’d thought it might be his wolf side affecting his actions. But it wasn’t like it talked to him. It was just part of him. Like someone was Italian or Japanese. He didn’t care. He was in a happy place now. The adults were bickering until the snow stopped falling, and a lot of them got busy clearing the roadway. It had taken longer than expected when the younger people had decided that they were going to ambush them with snowballs. One of his druid cousins had made the trees shiver and drop their snow on his Great-Grandfather, who’s not impressed and sent a few snowballs flying of his own in retaliation.&nb
Once, people surfaced for a late breakfast. They sent the pups and other juveniles out to play in the snow with a few adults watching them. Even Richard took a turn watching them from the back porch. Just so that someone with fully working limbs could haul snow from the garage down to the entrance gates. This was no small feat without a snowplough of some sort. Someone had at least been smart enough to park the visitor’s vehicles inside the garage to avoid the need to remove ice and snow from them. But with over five hundred metres of the driveway from the garage down to the main entrance, it would be a long time until it fully cleared, and they could sand it. Because of wolves running about, sand was a far safer product for their paws. Salt would burn the plants and leave burns on paws. Also, salt often made things worse in t
Aricka woke up on the third day of the season, and all she could think about was that there were only ten days left. If she thought it was slow going, going to war. It was a whole new form of torture when there were clashing personalities.Edith and Moreen got along like a house on fire. Both sat and talked about whatever came to mind. There didn’t seem to be a topic that was off the table for them.Frederick and Allan, however, had started out the first night or so, not getting along well. Until they found out what happens when mulled, they added in spiced cider, and the two were off to the races on who come object more often than the other about anything and everything. Who knew that two older gentlemen could brawl like boys in their twenties? They’d lost two lamps and a chair in that incident.Then Allan hid in his apartment with Edith. Aricka was sure that Edith was there to
After two great days of snow and fun, Evan jumped from his bed to be greeted by more snow coming down. There was so much he couldn’t see the trees that were not so far from his window. With a sigh, he figured everyone stuck inside would soon enough to turn on each other.Video games, music, and lots of food. What more could anyone ask for? There’d be presents again too. Everyone got one present every day for a whole twelve days. It was so much fun to see everyone’s faces when they opened their gifts. No one knew who had actually bought any of the gifts. Some adults even played a guessing game about who bought various gifts. It was kind of funny to watch.Running down the stairs, he realized some of the other kids were up, and they all gathered in the Entertainment Room. It had quickly become their unofficial hang out. The adults figured they were safe there, and Aria had been cool about what games they could play too. Some snacks were still out, and E