Vanessa bit her fingers on the way to infirmary, to stop herself from crying. Ian was shifted from the main in-built hospital to the small infirmary with other children. She stopped to peek inside- glass windows clear enough with blinds drawn back. He was with Noah. It didn't shock her. Her shields were tightly jammed, she didn't want Calvin roaming the streets of her psyche, so she didn't let anyone pass. Noah was still fighting her over this. Infact, everyone was. She'd thought Evan would understand, and when they met with sentinels of Serene pack, he'd have her back but he walked out of the room- any room, even kitchen- when she walked inside. She had to smooth her temperament, Ian picked on emotions very quickly. And he had the habit of picking them apart with a pair of tweezers. But the sight was very wistful, of Noah showing him a coin trick, that she was detected. She stood there long enough for two pairs of eyes to look at her and smile. One unabashed in its happiness, othe
"It isn't a crime, Ian. It's okay to do that." She understood it better. The psyche sensed danger and looking for chunks in the armor on a psychic plane was it's form of offense. If he worked on it long enough, he could shove pass the army of mind shields because no eight year old should be able to look inside Calvin's mind. Damn, he was powerful. She hugged him tighter. What personal cost would he pay for it? "Psst. You are not listening. I found something in his brain. Like a thought but it was a long, long thread. His powers come from the stone, the ones he showed me. Asked me if I could track them. And remember when you tickled me?" His small fingers poked at her stomach. She took a moment to reorganise her thoughts. Where was he going with this?"And you made it past my shields because I was relaxed and happy?""Yes. I remember...." She did. "Then one time he was relaxed and I saw what he feared. I don't know how." Interesting. Very interesting. Noah slid closer unconsciously,
"Let's move." She felt red, hot anger coursing in her veins. Thunderous at the suggestion, she snagged her book, left a hot tip under the cup, at least an over tired worker will benefit from her anger to see him wear his glasses with same slick neatness he did everything else and start walking in an opposite direction. What the...Follow him? Or keep her pride and move in other direction? Since the suggestion was hers, shouldn't she be the one leading them? He did know the place better.... "Turns out Jodie. Jodie. Yes. Is that your real name?" No. No it wasn't. She didn't know what her real name was. Issa had told her she was Jodie to them. Wistful, determined Jodie with blondest hair Issa had ever seen. She didn't have any collateral to refuse the suggestion with. What else could she say? Mija had reincarnated her in a way. Created a fake body to leave her old life right where it was. Under the snowshelled mountain, in a silo, deathly pale. That's why death never scared her. She ha
"Am I supposed to know her?" Jodie had bravely strapped herself to the backseat of Evan's car but now that she was here she the doubt kept mounting. A petite, slender girl-the same age if she was not mistaken, cupid bow lips, heart shaped face. The sort of vintage beauty everyone noticed. Her hair fell in subtle black waves but she had the greenest eyes Jodie had ever seen. When she sent a tremoluos smile her way, Jodie had a strange sensation, like a third eye in the back of her skull.She wasn't supposed to but she knew the smile. She wasn't supposed to but she knew the eyes. And how her lips would crease the cheek more on the left than on the right whenever she spoke. These were intimate things, like she had once read in the suspense column of a buzzword magazine, twins who knew each other to the point where they are fungible-fluid to each other's shape. Seemingly aware of the creepiness, the girl was about to approach him when a large dude- and dude was indeed her first thought b
"Where are we on the comms?" Communication centre for their backups on artilleries had been the first target. There was no way to figure out whether further inside the den territory, someone had sneaked in. If not for Vanessa, they couldn't have. Noah's wolf worried on the front that she was shaken up. She kept pulling herself inwards, preserving her body heat. An hour ago, the thin line between death and life had been real. Way too real. Enough to jarr him into anger. Sitting at a conference table, Rhys, Evan, Selene, Selene's Beta Carlos, her strategist Falkner and Silas har their attention drawn to the techie- a young woman, younger than Vanessa, who replayed the clip of the attack. "You are saying it was aerial?" Wolves were rich. The whole race richer than humans but a small attack smack in the face only to prove a point must have costed millions to whoever carried it out. Who had that kind of money lying around? Aerial defence was Selene Pack's weakness. The city relegated
"Because if they only wanted out reservoirs, they could have air dropped the bomb on locations. They seemed to know exactly where to hit. Why deploy a team on the ground?" Silas completed her reasoning. The old man had more experience than anyone in the room, which is why the lack of designation didn't matter. "What's the first thing you'd do after an attack like this?" Jodie asked."Evacuate the young ones, vulnerable people, codorn off the area with hospitals and food stocks. Basic survival amenities." Falkner answered with a shrug like it was obvious. Like it is exactly what he was planning to do once they stepped out of the room. Falkner was a dark, tall man with deep ebony skin. His shrug was comical. "Scattergun approach", Evan whispered but the hush of the room amplified his voice just fine. That's when she looked at him. Her heart coming to standstill to hold the moment, then pedalling into summer sunset. Cute. For another time."Yes," she felt herself smile anyhow, at the w
Jodie cleared her throat."I can't tell you the extent of Calvin's involvement in this. All I know is attacking, killing, maiming, all this mayhem-its not him. I don't mean that as a defense. He has bigger plans. This can't be it. This can't be his endgame." She shouldn't have betrayed Calvin, but there was husk inside her brain where he always had been, and husk tears asunder at the slightest harsh wind. "Jodie's right. We reconvene after three days. We focus on Calvin then." She shouldn't have felt a shot of pride at Noah's words either. But she did. It was late evening by the time decisions were made, plans put to motions. Jodie wasn't surprised when everyone exited at once but she was asked to stay put. "I'll not ask what went down between you and Calvin. A loyalty like that doesn't defect over a disagreement or a fight. I don't need to know in fact, unless it helps us win this war. But this is your place now, whether you want it to be or not. And for the time being, you pledge
"You drive a hard bargain, Jodie." Any smoother- his voice would drip like honey. Except this honey was nestled between the stinging bees. She watched him comb back his caramel hair, wet, slick, raindrops falling down his sculpted abdomen where her fingers should have been. Should've. She should've done lot of things right then. Like kept her word. She'd insulted him, asked him to stay away. But her salivating self wouldn't listen. And catastrophe followed. Her blood smeared cheek was the first thing he noticed. "Did you cut yourself, Jodie?" She had a torn copy of bedtime stories, one of the big bad wolf constantly repeating a child's name- yes, Red Riding hood. Eerily similar feeling shimmered with the wind around them. Her humanness magnified against the feral animal in him with every step he took until his torso touched hers. "Yes. A branch…." He hummed. A tut-tut like it was the most pitiful thing to happen today. She dug the front of her boots.He kissed her eyelids, tender,