A full day had passed by the time the Hunters had returned with the information we needed to progress our search for those who were still living in or around the London area. A few werewolf families had moved to safer locations, but one or two remained, and I hoped we could convince them to join me. As for other supernatural beings, many of them remained in the city, as the Hunters had deemed them safe enough to remain.
I was glad that the information would be more than enough to help the Ancient Ones find these beings and convince them to join our cause. I reached out with my mind and relayed the locations to them. With most of my memories returning and knowing that they had kept their minds open to me, it wasn’t a hard task. With how many of them helping us there were, I knew this would not take long at all.
Rem and the Hunters of London had gone to do their own recruiting. However, convincing humans to help wasn’t always easy. Those who were
It is amazing what asking a group of Ancient Ones to help can do for a person in just one day. I had stuck around with Rem in London despite the rest of the Hunters journeying to Cardiff in the morning. I had wanted to make sure they did not need me to meet with some groups that we had confirmation on. Thankfully, a majority of the groups had expressed a willingness to come back with us, if it meant the Hunters would relax on their rules so much. I knew asking the Ancient Ones to help was the right idea. Everyone respected them, as they were almost like gods to other supernatural beings. Sure, I was the Star, but not everyone knew of that legend or understood the importance of spirits and their effect on the world. Many didn’t even know they existed to begin with, so I decided it was far better to send the group that they revered more than me. I didn’t mind not getting all the attention, anyway. “So,” Rem said as he slipped up beside me as we m
It took a solid moment for Dave to stop freaking out about Rem having a werewolf boyfriend. I wasn’t sure if he would ever stop trying to lecture Rem about it all. Luckily, the shop was rather quiet, so no one could hear him ranting and raving about werewolves and their annoying attempts at trying to force their will on others. Rem rolled his eyes as Dave tried to re-start the argument all over and moved to grab the shop floor keys from behind the desk. He seemed to make himself right at home in Dave’s shop. He locked the door and then tossed the key back over to Dave, who caught it with no issue. “Are you even listening to my complaints here, Rath!?” Dave called over to Rem as I just stood there like an idiot as I watched my lover and this short, stocky little man with fiery red hair and a bushy beard argue back and forth. “Not even a little,” Rem replied with an indifferent tone of voice. He then moved over to my side and pointed towa
We arrived back at the large mansion with a few more boxes of silver bullets and the weapon I was to wear. Rem had decided it was a good idea to equip himself with a Hunter’s gun, one that would be much quieter to shoot than any normal gun. He hoped he wouldn’t need to use it or the silver bullets, but he erred on the side of caution.I was once more checking my phone for any updates from my mother, though there was still not a peep from her. Rem’s own parents were still here, though the other Hunters had gone now. We would meet back up with them tomorrow as soon as I had word back that everything with my mother was alright.Meanwhile, Rem’s mother had baked us some cookies and had decided to stay another night so that she could get to know me better without all the cautious glances from the other Hunters. Since I had to wait for the Ancient One to get back to me, I didn’t mind the offer, even though I was anxious.
We arrived back in Cardiff a little over midday. Rem’s parents travelled with us to keep us all together rather than splitting us up. By the time we arrived, Mrs Emerson was outside, waiting with an impatient look. On seeing us exiting the car, she nodded once to Rem’s parents and then looked back at Rem and said, “why did you not come back with the others? We have information on that clan of werewolves.”“We had to confirm some information on our side,” Rem said as he glanced at me briefly. He then adds, “and my mother was resolved to keep us another night to get to know Zach better.” He motioned for us all to head inside. “Let’s talk inside though, and we, uh, will have a large group of guests coming here tonight,” he said, seeming uneasy, which his grandmother picked up on easily.“Who have you both convinced to join us?” Mrs Emerson questioned
I hated being right. In all honesty, I was only surprised that the war hadn’t come sooner. They had probably still been gathering their own forces to combat our attempts, but now that we had numbers gathered together, they had struck at first light. I had the first sense that something was wrong when I picked up the scent of a strange wolf.I woke Rem and quickly put on the weapon he had gone to the trouble of getting for me. I had very little time to train with it, for which I was sure I would regret, but there was nothing I could have done differently.Rem gathered his Hunter gear and weapons and left for the front gates to join the others, leaving me to sound the alarm. I transformed swiftly and leaned my head back, letting out a long and loud warning howl which swiftly woke up every Hunter that wasn’t already awake and on patrol.I was sure my howl would alert my pack too, but as an extra precaution, I sent word through the
The scent of blood filled the air as I saw Rem strike down the male wolf that had dared to sneak up behind us and had leapt on my back, biting at my neck to choke me to death. The poor male’s head rolled onto the ground as the blade of Rem’s sword had cut clean through. My eyes widened at the sight. For Rem, this was business as usual, anything to protect his loved ones. For me, however, I had never taken a life before. “Oi,” Rem called out to me, “stop daydreaming and stay beside me, we’re going to have to back up a bit. More wolves are coming.” I looked up at him. He returned my gaze with a sorrowful expression, but those dark-forest green held no regret within them. I knew he would do anything for me, but to see the extent of his will to protect me was a shock. The two who had been circling us had backed off when their third friend had been slain, but now they were angry and mourning the loss of a pack member. I wanted to console the
Marrok and Lupe agreed to remain with the Hunters and Rem, as a few more Hunters joined them, while I checked on the pack. Worry filled my heart about how the younger pups were handling the attack. As a Luna, it was my role to handle emotional situations as well as protect my pack. Not that Rem wouldn’t try to do so as well, but he was better to handle the fighting than I was.Fortunately, the pack seemed to be doing well, though they were nervous with the smell of the strange pack lingering around the mansion. Sam and Ken were helping keep them calm and were there in case they needed to make a sneaky getaway. I was glad to see the two were much more friendly with one another now. It gave me hope that even if my blind date hadn’t quite gone as planned, they at least had become better acquainted.I couldn’t help but smile at the two, especially when Ken noticed my bigger size. He seemed to have a double-tak
My fears that the enemy pack was trying to tire us out was becoming more and more real to me. Every time we pushed them back, they would send another, slightly larger group to replace them. The sky-shifters had joined us now, and it was thanks to their surprise attack that the last batch of werewolves retreated to their camp. We might not get that lucky again, as they would have warned the others about our new allies. “We need to bring the fight to them if we can,” I said, looking up at Rem as my ears pinned back against my head. “Even with us taking shifts and our sky-shifter friends joining in, we won’t hold up for too much longer.” “You don’t even know if the pack leaders are even at that camp,” Rem replied, his brows furrowing down in thought and frustration. He was not as tired as his Hunters, but it was unsure how much longer he could keep this up. The pavements were covered in blood and the odd dead wolf. It wasn’t something I had wanted