*Soleil* "Elder ?" I step carefully to the armchair, where Siri sits and looks out over the landscape. "There's one I would like you to meet”. I pull Luca up behind me. Siri studies him without answering. "It's Luca". I hurry to say. “He is the one who saved me from the dark one and who has protected me ever since”. I turn to him. "This is my mentor, the smartest and nicest person in the whole world, Siri". Siri holds out her hand to Luca. He takes it and smile at her. "It's nice to finally meet you. But I'm afraid I'm just an old woman now”. She smiles and meets my surprised gaze. "I've decided it's time for Marta to take over. Something tells me the last pieces are falling into place right now. We're having a ceremony tonight where I'll hand over the job to her". "Marta ?" I roll my eyes. "She doesn't like me. I can not do anything right at all". "Marta loves you like a sister, and siblings do not always agree. But she has proven that she loves you, otherwise she was not her
*Lefu* "Lefu, darling". Lyndsey's smooth Scottish accent sounds at the other end of theline. "How does it feel like to be home again?" I smile knowingly to myself. Now it starts. "Never felt better. What about you darling ?" "Wonderful ! I went home not long after you, so we are kinda neighbours again". There is silence on the line. I have absolutely no intention of making it easy for her, so I let her come to me. "Listen, I am wondering if I should stop by one day ? I can not remember when I was last in your beautiful country, and it is right next door". She purrs. "You're always welcome, Miss McNeil. What's the point of the honor, if I may ask ?" "Are you really going to embarrass a woman like that ?" She laughs falsely. "I want your company again, of course. I enjoyed it". "Ah, forgive me. I did not realize my company had made a big difference. As I recall, your ladies kept yourselves quite excellently entertained. I was just a grateful spectator for most". I bite my fing
*Luca* 'Didn't you say they were right in front of us ?' Soleil takes a firm hold of my brown fur and follows my rocking movements. I stop and listen. Then I stick my snout in the ground and sniff. First thing is the smell of decay from the dying grass tickling my nose. I breathe the air and catch the smell of the small scent particles from dandruff and fur that have been sprinkled by an animal in a straight line across the valley. It no doubt belongs to a member of my pack. 'The trail comes over from the other side of that ridge. It's Martin, so Gudrun must be there too’. I nod towards the east, where the forest is more dense. 'Are they just standing there ? It's a trap, isn't it ?’ I observe the tree line and sniff the air again. There is a bird whistling and insects buzzing. Ergo no predators on the way. 'They are not moving. Of course it's a trap’. 'What are we going to do then ? Just run straight into it ?' 'We're well against the wind here, but I'm pretty sure he knows w
*Luca* I run at a fast gallop to the south, and as I sniff in the air , I can sense Martin's tracks further east. I have no fresh scent from my uncle besides this track nor any of the other wolves. ‘I do not have any of them on the radar. will I continue south’. Suddenly I catch the stench of predator mixed with Beckham cologne, and a tinge of the slightly smoky smell of hot dust from a heated PC. 'What ?’ Soleil’s essence creeps curiously around my interior to interpret what I am sensing. 'Hold on'. I get to my feet, sniff the air again in different directions before running towards the southwest. 'It's Andy’. ‘How do you do ? How do you know it's him ?' ‘I do not imagine that an ordinary wolf has access to cheap male body spray’. I change direction. 'Shit wind ! I will have to run in front of him, otherwise he will get the scent of me’. ‘Sorry Luca, Tjalfe has to follow the order of nature. If he changes direction on a wind, it can have serious consequences in another pla
*Soleil* "I do not like it”. Luca leans against the wall with a worried look. “There is a long way to be from each other. What if something happens ? I can not hear you that far away". "It will be OK". I straighten the stiff corsage and stuff my stubborn breasts into place in the cups. "I have not heard from Lefu since that night and we have not received any alerts. There is peace of mind for now, so we better enjoy it and try to be a little normal”. "That's what I'm afraid of”. He grumbles. “It's way too quiet. We have been out on the farm, down in his apartment and everything is cleared. Where the hell are they ?" "Can't we take just one night off ?" I walk over to the mirror and check my makeup one last time. “I have promised that I would come to this party and I would like to see my friends again. You could go to that party yourself, the one the Elite has invited you to. Then you are not that far away if it worries you so much”. He does not answer, but his eyes has a faint go
*Soleil* “Did you miss me ?” He purrs. No ! "I'm so glad you could come". I back away as Lefu takes a step towards me, while I am frantically looking for a way out. "No, there are no windows down here, little kitty”. He throws out his arms. "So we will not be disturbed this time". That is true. I can not draw the air together to a firm pressure down here, and since there are still no nature spirits in the area, I can not get in touch with Luca either. I am trapped. "Lefu, no". I whisper. "Do not be afraid”. He comes to me. "I just want you to give me another chance". He puts a hand on my cheek. I recognize the old Lefu in his eyes. A look full of the same passion and love that I remember him for. "I can not”. The words are hard to get out. “Because of Fluffy ? That's okay, honey, I accept it. I can share you a few years if he is willing to work for me, of course”. He bends down and kisses me gently. When I do not answer his kiss, he withdraws with a disappointed expressi
*Lefu* Soleil's screams tremble against my eardrum. I am about to put a hand over her mouth, but then she starts to slap me like a hysterical bitch. She is nowhere near the brave warrior I admire herfor. I almost wish she would fight just a little against me, like for real, instead of this girlish slapping, though of course it is pointless. I let her scream and instead grab her hands in a firm hold so she at least lays still. I swallow her blood without pleasure. She does not taste of anything. The cursed witch powers obscurs her scent, and therefore also her taste. It ruins a bit of the mood, but it is pretty much irrelevant. Now she is finally mine. There is no longer anything that stands in the way of Our future. Soleil will not let me down, likeElisabeth had done. We will live happily and forever together. The rhythmic beats from her little heart dives and slows down. She twitches in my arms one last time and then becomes completely limp. Now it won't be very long, the
*Luca* 'If you can feel me, feel that I love you'. The plastic cup slips between My fingers as the sentence, served with a sense of desperate sadness, hits me in the diaphragm. "Hey !" Julie wrinkles her nose. "That is a Christian Lacroix rug !" "Sorry". I can not get rid of the feeling that something is completely wrong. Something that has to do with Soleil. I back out of the dancing crowd and crash outside. Down by the beach I stop and sniff the evening air. Fuck ! I can not catch her scent, she damn does not have one. Where was it that she had said they were going ? "Kin ?" I whisper. A light breeze catches the strings in my shirt. "Is something wrong with her ?" A strong gust of wind pushes me down on all fours. When I get up on my knees, my gaze falls on the forest on the other side of the bridge. That is true. The party is right over there. It does not take me many moments to assess the possibilities. It is probably also for the best, because when the cold water envelop