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,
Ansel locked eyes with me for a moment, I can see the fire rage in his eyes for just a second, and then he says "Yes Inamorata... I will behave... For now." Ri'elle compleate's his scan and says "Okay, i think it will be safe for you to try and talk to your wolf, once the wolvesbane wears off. But if she answers you need to be clear, tell her she cannot try and shift until we lift the curse. But...Getting to know her might help with that. I sense that her consiousness is here, in you, but her part of your soul is trapped, cut off from the rest of you, blind." I nod in agrement as i yawn, causeing Doctor Paul to speak up "Okay everyone, Annie need's her rest now. I will send nurse Betty in with you dinner in a minute Annie." My friend's all file out, but my father pauses. My father has light brown hair and green eyes, like Micheal and Peter, in fact 80% of my pack has green eyes. He is strong, but i must admit he is starting to look as though he is past his prim
"Ansel, what pack are oyu from?" I ask, suddenly curious because it can't be one of the pack's near by, or surely i would have met him before now... But if he was from a pack further away, i may not have met him. We are friendly amongst ourselves, most werewolf packs send groups of 17 year olds and older unmated wolves, to visit other packs in search of the amore. Traditionally the men do the traveling and the woman remain at their home packs. This started after an Alpha missed his amore because she was out looking for him, he found her 2 years later than he would have if she stayed put. It is not a law or anything, but most packs follow this as an unspoken rule, because no one wantds to miss their amore. The young men spend the summer months traveling from pack to pack until they find their amore, or the summer ends. Amore is the word we use to mean fated mates, paired by the moon goddess. Inamorato is the name you call your make partner, and Inamorata is the female partner. I know
"The goddess makes sure you can find each other, no matter what." When he says this something stirs in the back of my mind. "I think... When I was asleep. I think i dreamed of the goddess. She said that she was happy to see me again, that she had been so sad she could not reach me . I woke up soon after that." I tell him. He considered this for a moment and then said "I wonder if that was just s dream, or if the goddess was really reaching out to you, glad to have you back in the fold now that the curse has started to crack." "Started to crack? Because I was able to sense you as my amore and all that? Do you think that means the curse is weakening?" I ask, hoping the whole thing will just go away on its own. "Well, it might be, but i still think that we should research it, and try to break it 100% plus, i want to know who dares to put a curse on you, and why, because i am... Livid about it." He answers me, and for the first time I can tell that he