It takes the whole pack working together for three days to get the whole castle and grounds cleaned up. Thanks to the warriors and other pack members who boarded them up, most of the windows are fine. But a lot of trees came down, and a few of them landed on some of the buildings on the grounds. The larger brick buildings are largely okay, a couple of them need new roofs put in. It is the smaller wooden buildings that took the most damage, a couple of them will need to be completely demolished, and a few others will need some major renovations to be usable again.
I spend my days cutting the fallen trees into logs, so they can be moved out of the way of the rest of the clean up efforts. Once that is done I split the logs into fire wood. My back and shoulders are killing me after a two whole days of splitting and stacking logs.
Ansel spends his days loading our dump trucks with pieces of the broken buildings, the warriors dump the debry from the trucks in one big
Over the next two days the whole pack pulls together to help the towns around us. We work our way down the street from the pack castle into the town, once we reach the edge of town each house that we pass we check for people in need of help. There was a lot of flooding in this area so we make is a point to check every house for the injured or trapped people. Most people evacuated the area before the storm hit, so many of the houses are empty, but we search them all anyways. This storm was predected to be more on the mild side, so people expected to be gone from their homes for only a few days, because the roads are not passable people can not return. We find some pets in houses alone, when we find a pet in an empty house we leave a note with a phone number and we take the pet back to the castle to be fed and taken care of until their families return. I want to lead the pack as we clear the roads, but the warriors of the pack insist on keeping me surrounde
I quickly untie the ropes from my legs, but I stay where I am on the ground, knowing my legs will be to shaky to hold me up. My Ansel suddenly apears, jumping over the limo, taking the vampire king down to the ground in one move. Then he takes the kings head off in one bite. The rest of my warriors are here now, fighting vampires on all sides. I watch in horror as one of my warriors move in, to attack Nixie, I jump to my feet and place myself inbetween Nixie and the warriors. The warriors stop dead in their tracks, tilting their wolfish heads at me, tying to understand why I am stopping them from saving me. "No, he is with me... He saved me... He is just a baby..." I pant out. The warriors nod and turn back to the vampires to finish killing the last of them. Nixie trasforms again, this time he is a pure white horse. He walks over to me and nudges his head under my arm, helping me stay on my feet. With Nixie's help I climb onto his back, and I ride on his
Many in the pack are against the idea of a pack member adopting a child who is not a werewolf. They do not say so directly to me, but I can feel the stare's as I walk around with Nicky trailing behind me. I think that if I was anyone else besides the queen they would be much more vocal about their disapproval, or maybe it is because they can sense that Nicky is not human, so they figure he will not pose as much of a threat to the pack that a normal human would. Either way, I have decided to address the pack at dinner tonight. I want everyone to know that Nicky saved my life, but I also need them to know that he is MY child, and if anyone tries to hurt him they will have to go through me. Once everyone has taken their seats I call them to attention and introduce Nicky to the pack as my child. Ansel stands to his feet and addresses the pack. "He is OUR child. I know that a lot of you are going to find this odd... adopting a child from outside the pack is... uncommon to say the lea
I turn to Ansel, not sure what to do about this vampire who has tried to kill me multiple times suddenly claiming to give me his alegence. *Give him an order, say a few orders out loud, but only put your authority into one, maybe that will help us know if he is lying..?* Ansel tells me through the mind link. I nod, then I turn to this vampire king to give my orders "Stand on your feet, spin around, tell me your name, touch your nose" Only a werewolf, vampire, witch, or other person magicly bound to me would be able to tell which one of these orders was the one with power behind it. But, as I speak the vampire does rise to his feet, he is slow to follow my second command, I can see he is thinking it through. The moment I give the order for him to tell me his name he follows the order without hesitation. "I am Samuel Keith Singer, King of the Vampires." He tells us. Before I can say anything else Ri'elle rushes out into the hall, he takes in the scene around him, his fingers are twi
"The light thinks it travel's faster than anything, but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travel's, it finds darkness has always gotten there first and is waiting for it." Terry Pratchett His eyes where cold and lifeless as they stared at me. "You have no idea who i am? Do you?" He asked me. "You'd think the confused look and the blank stare would have answered that for you..." I say, putting all the contempt i can muster into my voice. Something very like fire flickered in his eyes, but only for a moment and it is gone, to be replaced with a look of pure hatred. "All that blood looks good on you" He spits the words at me, and then adds in a whisper so quite i am sure he didnt mean for me to hear "It brings out your eyes" The acrid smell of smoke fills my lungs as the wind shifts from blowing into my back to blowing from my right. The fires i set to burn the bodies will soon start to draw unwanted attenti
I sit with them on the porch, and take the cup of coffee that Micheal offers me, as i start to tell them everything that happened. "Father came to me two days ago, he had learned of a plot... to kill Alpha maxwell. As the captain of the guard it is my fathers job to protect the Alpha, but to do so would require the use of his guard. Most of whom can only fight effectively in wolf form. Which would leave them vulnerable to the more deadly weapons of the hunters..." I trail off and take a drink of my coffee. Micheal is the first to speak. "Your father asked you to... what? Assassinate these hunters? Thats fucked up... I mean.. Annie., i know you are good with hand to hand combate and all... But considering your condition, that does seem risky to me..." he says. I know that the "condition" he is refering to is that i was the first of our kind to be born without a wolf, i still have hightened senses compared to the average human. My sight and hearing is nea
"Ri'elle... Who was that man? And why did he think i should know him..?" I ask. Ri'elle is quite for a moment, thoughtful. Then he stands and enters the house, I know from years of friendship that i am expected to wait here, so i do. When he returns he is holding a small golden bowl, a bundle of sage, and a lighter. He lights the sage, and starts to chant quietly under his breath. He taps the sage against the bowl, and swirls the smoke around and around my head. He silently stares at the smoke for so long that i start to worry that the spirits are giving him grave news indeed. When he speaks, i am not at all prepared for what he says. Ri'elle speaks slowly, making sure i don't miss a word. "Annie... The spirits... they say, well, they say that he is your Inamorato... Your other half... your Mate." "But... Ri'elle, your mother told mine when i was born without a wolf i would never have an Inamorato, I am destined to a life alone..." I let my voice
My mind feels raw, like it was put through a meat grinder. My eyes feel like someone used a melon baller to rip them out and then shoved them back in my head. These thoughts are the first to register in my mind as I return to consiousness. I am laying on something soft, i haven't opened my eyes yet, but i can tell the lights are very bright based on the redness shining through my closed eyelids. Then the voices register, loud, and angry, and all male. I know one to be my father, he is demanding to see me, but the doctors keep telling him he has to wait until I wake up. Micheal and Peter are fighting with someone, I can't tell who he is. A pack member maybe? or the man? Whoever he is I do not recognize the voice, but it is the most beautiful voice i have ever heard, even angry it sounds like music. I try to clear the fog from my mind while I am still alone. What happened? How long have i been out? Slowly I take stock of my body, my ribs are taped and sore,