Days Later. . . .
"Rachel, are you sure you don't want me to come up there and help?"
Rachel switched her cellphone to the other ear. "Yes, Becca. I'm sure. I don't want you to be here. We don't know what will happen when we confront Allison."
Becca sounded agitated. "All the more reason for me to be there Rachel!"
"No,"Rachel said firmly. "This is my fight, Becca. I want you to stay out of it. I need you to be safe."
When the call ended, Rachel stuck her cell in her jeans' front pocket, watching Galen and Anita walk up the pathway. Mrs Morris was with them, her face set in a mask of grim concern. After introducing her to Rachel, the four of them went to the cabin, where Rachel had made a fresh pot of coffee.
"I always knew, it would someday come to this,"the grey-haired woman said, in her crisp English accent. "My entire life has been defined by this woman, a
"I imagined buying this place, would give her a sense of peace, make her believe a part of me was with her,"Mrs Morris said. "I had no idea the darkness she dealt with, was so powerful."She was still visibly shaken from seeing her mother's remains and Galen pulled Rachel outside, to the porch, while Anita did her best to offer some comfort."I can't even begin to think what her life was like, being haunted for so long,"Galen said. "I think it was meant to be that you showed up here Rachel. You were meant to help her, to free her and give Allison peace."Rachel stared lovingly into his eyes. "A werewolf, believing in destiny. Now that's something new."He kissed her on the lips. "I'm not kidding Rachel. This is what you do, and I'm glad I'm here to see you do it."Her eyes twinkled with mischief. "I'm glad you're here to love me,"she said softly.He pulled her
They converged on the steps, leading up to the asylum. Rachel, Anita, Mrs Morris and the golden wolf. Galen had already shifted. They'd agreed he would be in his wolf form, in case of an attack. Anita stood with a canister of kerosene and a box of matches. If push came to shove, she would be the one to light the fire."It feels strange,"Rachel said, "knowing this will soon be over. Not that I'm complaining!"Anita chuckled nervously. "I've never attended one of these before. And hopefully, I never will again."Rachel gave her a warm smile. "Thanks for being here Anita. I was a bitch to you that day we met, and I'm sorry.Jealousy is definitely not a good look on me.""No worries,"Anita replied. "Just make Galen happy.He’s been through so much and I really feel you’re the one who can heal his heart and he will do the same for you."He walked up to Rachel, nudging her with his head. Sh
A gentle rain was falling, a few days later, where the four of them stood huddled under umbrellas, around Allison's grave. After all these years, she was finally getting a decent funeral. Galen held Rachel in his arms as Reverend Matthews said a final prayer, her sobs wracking at her body. It was over and Allison was finally free.They went to her house for tea, afterward. Mrs Morris wanted to leave as soon as she could. She wanted to get back to her business in New York. There was a spring in her step, now that it was over. She seemed relieved and happy, moreso after the funeral.A car was waiting for her and Anita and they stood on the porch, saying their farewells."I can never thank you enough, for bringing me closure,"she said. She took Galen and Rachel's hands. "The two of you, and my trusted assistant, have given me something worth more than all the riches in the world. Peace."An
“Why does the lone wolf interest you so much? You’ve cemented your place as Alpha of this town.You don’t need to strengthen your army.”Sophia Bruce turned in the high-backed leather chair behind her desk,in the direction of where the voice was coming from. Of course it would be Stefano,no one else in her pack would have the nerve to stride into her office and demand an explanation.“Forgive me,my Queen.How am I to serve you,if I don’t know the full extent of your involvement with him and his brothers?Why is it so urgent for you to have all of them in Colby’s Cove?”The raven-haired beauty smiled.Perhaps it was time for her most trusted confidante to know the truth.He alone would keep her secret safe.Till this moment,only he knew of the witch’s curse of immortality,which had kept her in this world, for 200 years.“I don’t need them to strengthen my army,Stefano.I need them to strengthen my family.”
Rachel Murray pulled her dark hair from under the beret she was wearing,so it could hang down and add warmth to her freezing ears,against the biting wind in Edgewood Cemetary.Of course Caroline would choose the cemetary of all places to say her final goodbye.As obstinate in death as she’d been in life. “And please tell my dear John,I never meant to remove him as the beneficiary on my policies.I was angry,I thought he was cheating on me. Who could blame me though. He hired a tart 30 years younger as his secretary." Rachel smiled wryly.That was something she could relate to,only in her case it had all been true.For eight months,Peter had carried on with his tart,and when he finally manned up enough to leave her,he crashed and died,hating her. It was in this very cemetary,six months ago,where she’d crossed him over into the Light.The decision to forgive him,had been one of the best she’d ever made.It allowed her to heal,and open herself up to the possibility of falling in love again,w
“What’s with the get-up?”Rachel asked.”Halloween on the other side?” The Angel Of Death rolled her eyes.”My latest…client,shall we say?...He was a lowdown pimp and drug dealer.This was his idea of an angel,carrying him off to paradise.Which,believe me,was not where I took him.” Gabrielle closed her eyes and in an instant,her outfit changed,from the trashy dress,to her more traditional black,hooded cloak. “Stereotype,”Rachel muttered.”Just need a scythe and you’re good to go.” “Scythes are so overrated,”Gabrielle retorted.”No selfrespecting Angel of Death,would be seen dead with one.” Despite her best intentions,Rachel chuckled.Gabrielle was born to the duty of death,as she herself had been born with her gift to cross over the dead.Whenever an Angel Of Death was decommissioned,another took its place,and Gabr
“Not an option,”Rachel breathed through clenched teeth.”Not even close.Gabrielle,you can’t just barrel into my life and tell me the man I love,is on some hitlist,because of me.” Gabrielle took a step closer,placing a comforting hand on Rachel’s shoulder. “It is what it is,Rachel.Crossing over Allison Klein,brought you to the attention of a very dangerous group of beings on the other side.They resent you for helping Allison free the souls of the children she trapped.You set them back in their plans,and they’re not happy.They know so much about that night,its unbelievable.” Rachel opened her mouth to speak,but no sound came from her lips.All her life,this was the one thing she’d been good at,and now it seemed,perhaps too good.Her mother warned both her and Becca growing up,that crossing over earthbou
“Galen?Honey,are you home?” Rachel closed the front door,and flicked on the lights.Galen was nowhere to be seen,but the smell coming from the kitchen was divine.She smiled as she followed her nose.He’d set the table already and the fried chicken in the oven was making her mouth water.She noticed her note on the fridge was gone and went upstairs to take a quick shower. Which was where she found him.Rachel cast all thoughts of her conversation with Gabrielle out of her mind as she stepped out of her clothes,seeing his muscular frame under the hot water.She stepped in,wrapping her arms around him and she heard his groan of pleasure as she began to kiss his shoulders. “What took you so long?”he asked.He turned around,pinning her against him.His green eyes sparkled with mischief as he ran his hands up and down her body. “It took a
“That’s a beautiful name,” Sophia answered. “Tell me sweetheart, do you know where your mommy and daddy are?”Melora absentmindedly stuck her thumb in her mouth, deep in thought for all intents and purposes and Sophia felt another wave of guilt wash over her. Why was she engaging in small talk with the bastard? Why couldn’t she just take out the dagger and end her, as she’d planned?It seemed the little girl wakened her maternal instincts. Instead of wanting to kill her, now she wanted to protect her.“Miss Chrissy says they went to heaven,”Melora said softly. “She says I must be a good girl without them.”Sophia resisted the urge to pull her into a tight hug. This child, this little girl, was literally the embodiment of the betrayal she’d suffered. Mercy was not to be her destiny.When she looked Sophia in the eyes once more, though, Sophia couldn’t help but see her own children, reflected in her eyes.“Does Miss Chrissy treat you well?”Melora nodded. “She gives me lots of treats.
25 Years Ago…The dungeon, located directly beneath the Bruce compound, was shrouded in darkness. It hadn’t been used in years, not since the battle which took place between witches and werewolves, instigated by Vivianne and Klaus, when they attempted to subjugate The Daughters Of The Moon and steal the pack’s power for themselves.Back then, nearly all the cells were in use , filled with captured witches, and all tortured for their crimes against werewolves.The pack’s ruthless way of dealing with their captives, was one of the main reasons the truce came about and had been tenuously in place ever since. The Bellinghams, as the most prominent coven in town, managed to keep the smaller covens in check and greatly helped in maintaining the status quo.Sophia adjusted her eyes to the darkness and searched along the damp walls for a few lanterns to light. She’d sent the two soldier wolves to bring the girl to her. The sooner she acted, the sooner peace would settle in her mind.There wa
“Alive?” Rachel gasped in surprise. “Vivianne’s daughter… is alive? Where the hell is she then? Do you have her locked away somewhere?”She heard Stefano’s sharp intake of breath and when she looked his way, his expression was beyond incredulous. This was all they needed. Another one of Sophia’s secrets.How did she ever expect her sons to accept her as their mother, when a new skeleton tumbled out of her closet, every 5 seconds? Just how many secrets did this woman have?“By the Moon Goddess, Sophie,” Stefano said. “What have you done?”Sophia had the good sense, to at least keep her eyes downcast, in a guarded measure of shame. It was obvious that she never expected this secret to see the light of day. Vivianne spilling the beans, threw an unexpected wrench in her plans, to keep it under wraps.“She’s here, in Colby’s Cove,” Sophia answered. “I’ve been keeping an eye on her, ever since I spared her life. It gives me no pleasure to say, but I indeed planned to kill her, but when I s
Clouds aimlessly drifted across the moon as Rachel pulled up to the Bruce Compound. The guard at the gate let her in without question. It seemed everyone was aware of her position in the Alpha’s son’s life. Even the guards at the boutique the other day, treated her with a high level of respect.Vivianne had vanished before her eyes, in a whirlwind of fire swirling around her. Clearly, she was able to access her magic, while being inside Liz’s body, which made her even more dangerous than what they’d previously thought. The only glimmer of hope in all of it, was knowing that Liz was still in there, too. Stefano met her as she walked up to the front door. From the frown on his face, she could tell he was worried. He also looked tired. Pulling double duty with his two charges, was no mean feat.“Seeing Sophia this late?” he quizzed. “Is there news of Gustav? I was surprised when you called and requested to come here.”Rachel shook her head and gave him a quick recap of her confrontatio
Rachel locked her front door as soon as Becca drove away, leaving with the promise that she would go straight home and lock herself in, too. The thought of asking Sophia for a spare guard crossed her mind again, and she mentally chided herself. It would go against Becca’s trust, and she didn’t want bad blood between them.With Liz gone, Becca was the only family she had.She sauntered to the kitchen and made herself a sandwich and a cup of tea. She’d hardly had an appetite the last few days, but she knew she had to eat to keep her strength up. Galen would be pissed if he thought she was neglecting herself.Her heart broke for him and she didn’t want to add to his worries.Every time they spoke on the phone, he sounded a little more despondent. The search for Gustav was giving up dead ends on all fronts and it was eating away at him. She wished he was home, but finding his brother was important too.Finishing her food, she cleared up and was about to head upstairs, when a familiar voic
“Would you like to make the call?”Sitting in a small diner, Jax froze, mid bite from his burger, glaring daggers at Galen.“Why me? She’s known you the longest, even called you ‘son’.”Galen chuckled. It would take a lot for Jax to get on board with Sophia being their mother, even more than him. His gut told him though, Gustav would accept her with open arms, after giving her a piece of his mind. Between the three of them, Galen was the level-headed one, Jax was prone to indifference, and Gustav was the most forgiving. That’s why he stayed with the Munroes when both his brothers left. He firmly believed they could change, until he saw with his own eyes they wouldn’t so easily.“When we find Gustav, the three of us have to sit down and find a way to deal with this,” Galen said. “This woman is our mother and it’s not something we can or should ignore. At the very least, we all have to table our feelings, her included.”“Why shouldn’t we ignore it?” Jax shrugged. “She ignored us our en
Sitting in his pick-up, Galen wiped at his brow and reached for the bottle of ice cold water next to him. The sun was setting but the heat was still unbearable. Jax and the two tracker wolves were combing the warehouse district and he was on lookout. Not that he wanted to be. He wanted in on the action, but Jax had been on lookout the day before, so it was only fair.Thus far, all their efforts to find Gustav had been in vain, and it was getting more difficult by the minute to remain hopeful.He was grateful to Sophia for sending the two trackers. When he’d spoken to her, to tell her Gustav was missing, he could sense how anxious she was. He still didn’t acknowledge her as his mother though, and neither did Jax, who also briefly spoke to her on the phone. He was equally upset about the deceit and was trying to wrap his head around it.Galen tried to convince him to have Marissa and their daughter, Tamara, go to Colby’s Cove, for their own safety, but he was dead set against it. He wan
One Week Later…“When dad died, it was easier almost. We had a body; we knew he was gone…We could even plan a funeral. Now we don’t even have that…”“Do you think mom is really gone, Rachel? Would she just leave and go without saying goodbye?”Becca’s voice was tinged with sadness and Rachel reached for her hand, where they were sitting on the porch, watching the sunset.The last week had been rough. Since Allison’s revelation that Vivianne had taken control of Liz’s body, everything just seemed to go to hell.Liz had vanished. After coming back to her senses in the boutique, Rachel immediately called Becca and they rushed to Liz’s house, only to find her gone. They had no idea where she was or what Vivianne was planning to do.Sophia had the entire town combed by her best guards and even she came up with nothing. It was as if Liz had disappeared from the face of the earth.To make matters even worse, Gustav was still missing. Galen wanted to come back home the second he heard, but s
“Who’s Allison? Rachel, what’s going on?”Melora sounded as confused as Rachel felt. Why was Allison’s voice, coming forth from Mrs Landry’s corpse? There was no rational explanation, and Rachel motioned Melora to calm down.“She’s someone I helped cross over a while ago…she went into the Light. I have no idea why, or even how, she’s here now.”The creature struggled against her chains until she’d pulled herself into an upright position. She was struggling to form words, that much Rachel knew. Allison was in a body that wasn’t her’s. Controlling it, was almost an exercise in futility.“Come out Allison,” Rachel urged. “Tell me why you’re in this woman’s body. This is wrong, and you know it.”The corpse began to convulse and bile dripped from her deformed lips. Melora stepped back in horror, covering her mouth with her hand as if trying to contain a scream, threatening to erupt from deep within her.A soft glow appeared before them, and took shape, until Allison was fully formed.“Forg