After a nice cold shower, we headed into the training yard to continue training the werewolves. This time, however, some of the other Hunters were there to assist with the task. Rem assured them they wouldn’t need to give away any of their secret abilities. All they needed to do was to ensure the pack could fight beside us if it came down to it.
As Rem sorted out the training, it was my task to figure out everyone’s roles. Each pack was different. Some packs handed over roles to their offspring the moment they are of age and found themselves their destined mate.
In other packs, however, being born to a werewolf with a certain role did not automatically assure you would be that role too. They did not hand your position down to you the same way nobles and royalty did. Though genetics did sometimes help play a role, it was just never promised. What det
While Rem and I took a break from helping to train the pack at close-quarter combat, I called over the kids I had asked to help me out with my little blind date project. They had set everything up and were just waiting for my command to go ahead with the whole thing. Sam and Ken were both busy, so there wasn’t much of a rush, but I wanted to pull this off sooner rather than later.It was almost lunchtime, so it wouldn’t be long before I could set things in motion. If this didn’t spark at least a little ember, then I wasn’t sure what would work. Rem was still quite sceptical about how well I would succeed with this plan of mine, but he was willing to assist me, regardless.With how warm it was today, I knew a pleasant picnic in the shade of some trees would be just the perfect setup for the two of them. It was just a matter of getting them both there at the same time. Rem and I made great use of the kitchen this morning to
Carefully, we stalked behind Ken and Sam as they made their way to what was a Maze of sorts. Rem had given them directions through the mind-link to ensure they hadn’t got lost while placing the ball within. I was surprised this place even existed, but I hadn’t explored every bit of the garden, and even now, there were other areas we hadn’t seen. Carefully, we stayed a respectful distance away from the two as they followed the boy about. We planned to get the boy to sneak under one bush and over to another part of the maze without those two seeing him, then one of the older kids who we had placed there would lead him back out safely. That way, we could continue to monitor Ken and Sam’s progress. The first part of Plan B was simple enough that it went rather well. As soon as we neared the right spot, the kid ran on ahead, much to Sam’s protests, but by the time they had caught up and rounded the corner, the kid had gone. Through the mind-link, th
It took little time for Rem to do what I had asked him to do, and although confused, Ken continued to lead Sam and himself through the maze by following the few tracks that had been placed here and there. Rem removed any of his own tracks as he went. Meanwhile, Sam and Ken both called out for the young boy, but with no reply, they were worried if they had really got lost or if they had made it out already.We were nearing the centre of the maze now, and from what Rem had told me, was quite a beautiful sight, perfect for two people to find themselves alone. As the two rounded a corner, I paused and listened intently to make sure they weren’t about to double back or halt. When I was sure they had continued, I carefully snuck my head around the corner and took a sneaky glance.Perfect. They were heading straight for the centre, which would be around the next corner. Rem would head back out of the maze from there. The exit was easy enough to fi
Back in the training yard, Ken was giving me a squinted look, as though he was indirectly letting me know he was on to me and my little game of hide and seek with the ball and the picnic. I offered him an innocent smile but returned my attention to Marrok and Lupe.“Now,” I said as I glanced between the two. “You’ll both need to have a better handle on transforming than the younger ones, though from what I saw when the whole pack transformed last, it wasn’t too much of an issue for you both, right?” I asked with a smile.“Not an issue at all, though it hurt like nothing I ever felt before,” Marrok admitted and then rubbed his neck.Lupe nodded in agreement. “Elder Sera said it would, but I never thought she was right,” she chimed in. “Though it was nice to speak with my wolf for the first time, so that was worth it,” she continued, bouncing on the back of her heels in
The rest of the phone call went as well as could be expected. I had convinced my mother to speak to the supernatural beings there, but more importantly, she agreed to get hold of the leader and ask her for aid to be sent our way. I didn’t expect the entire building’s worth of supernatural beings, but I hoped she would at least agree to send some werewolves or something.From here on out, it would be a waiting game. I was popular enough with most of the werewolves there and many of the younger supernatural beings that I believed some would listen to my request for aid. Though with how much suffering some of them had been through at the hands of other Hunters, I wasn’t too certain some of them would, even if the request came from me.Rem had been quiet about his friend. He had left the packhouse and stormed back to the main mansion. I had followed as quickly behind him as I could, worried he was going to tel
I watched Rem carefully as his breathing quickened with each breath of his. He seemed to fight something at first, likely the spirit from taking over, I imagined. With a shake of his head, Rem closed his eyes and took a step out of my grip and held his hands over his ears. I blinked and hesitantly reached out to touch him. “Don’t…” he whispered, though I couldn’t tell if he directed that at me or the spirit within. I still heard nothing in Rem’s mind to suggest he had a wolf in there. “Rem?” I called out to him, worry crossing my features now. My heat seemed to cool off as my emotions shifted from one to the other. “Are you… alright?” I questioned. I paused my hands in the air in a torn stance on if I should embrace Rem or withdraw. There was silence for a moment before Rem’s gaze lifted back up to me. His breathing was still heavy, but he seemed to find himself again as his eyes and teeth slowly shifted back to normal. He lower
When I had told Rem that being a werewolf meant I could take being roughly handled, I hadn’t expected him to be as rough with me as he had been last night. My whole back and lower half were sore and tired from the night of passion. He had left me totally exhausted, yet strangely satisfied despite that.I could hear the pitter-patter of rain outside on the bedroom window and, groggily, I found my phone to look at the time. It wasn’t even six in the morning yet. I groaned and turned back towards Rem, who was still completely out of it. If I felt this tired, I wondered if he did too? From the look on his face, he seemed very pleased with himself, even in his dreams.I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to touch every inch of his beautiful face. My fingers gently brushed away some of the blue strands of hair out of his face and made sure he wasn’t eating any of it. I smiled to myself at the thought of Rem re
When Rem had told me we would drive to London and be not taking the bus or train, I couldn’t contain my excitement to learn something new about him. I did not know Rem had a driver’s licence, nor that he had his own car. Sure, the car was actually for Hunter work, but that didn’t matter to me. I was just happy to know it would be just me and Rem together. No strangers.Not to mention with the ability to drive, this meant we could cover more ground quicker than waiting on public transport. However, I also couldn’t help but wonder at all the places we could go together on dates.“This is for Hunter work only,” Rem muttered aside to me, though kept his attention on the road ahead. “Not to be used for pleasure…” he continued, having heard my thoughts through the mind-link.I stuck my tongue out at him playfully before going back to looking over the inside of the car and all the gadgets it
My gaze never shifted away from Arwen as he looked down at me still, the silence deafening. Nothing seemed to happen, and I wondered if maybe I had simply misunderstood what he was implying. The ground had since stopped shaking and the souls had all returned at the Gods’ demands. Taking in a sharp breath, I helped Rem stand up again, but my thoughts did not wane. I kept thinking over what Arwen had said to me. The God seemed to at least have the patience to allow me to do that much, but I knew it wouldn’t last long. Anxiously, I finally dared to look back at Arwen. His arms were folded across his chest, as though he was dealing with a schoolroom full of children. Despite who and what I was, he was still far older than I, by many centuries. Many cultures had their own version of Death, but most of them stemmed from the same legends spread over the world, twisted into their own versions. “What… sort of price?” I finally asked, unknowing i
Thousands upon thousands of eyes stared down at me from the black hole atop the shrine. Even with all of my focus set upon my attempts to hold the ritual back, the opening to Annwn was growing larger. The ground was shaking more, to where small pieces of the ceiling were clattering down on the ground below. Whatever glow I once had was practically gone now, and I knew without a shadow of a doubt that was a bad sign.I was feeling drained and knew it wouldn’t be long now before my attempts failed completely. I relayed the news to the three behind me swiftly as the black hole expanded again. There would be nothing I could do to hold the souls back, but with luck, I might still find the strength to stop the ritual from completing fully.Or so I had hoped.A large earthquake rocked the area, causing the four of us to stumble. I couldn’t keep my balance long enough to refocus and the result was disastrous. Souls quickly started pour
The four of us turned our full attention to the shrine ahead of us. Although the tension between Rem and Rakesh hadn’t subsided, they both put aside their personal feelings of the other to deal with the issue at hand. I wasn’t sure how the other two were handling everything, but it relieved me to not have to stress over the issue just yet.The shrine was old, hand-carved from marble stone. Etchings had been carved into it, but it had been worn from time and was harder to see what it had originally been. I suspected it was more of the same markings that had been on the doors and entrance to this place. They had placed the candles in a horseshoe shape on the surface of the marble. Within them was some burning sage.Although these items were important for most rituals, I could tell right away that even if we put out the candles or stopped the burning of the sage, it still wouldn’t stop the summoning.Kayden looked towards Ra
Finding the entrance wasn’t too difficult, as it was where the Alpha had said it would be. Finding the new entrance, it was obvious that the digging of paws had made it. Therefore, it would require the two of us to crawl to get inside. I led the way, with Rem following close behind me.Despite the trouble that lay ahead of us, Rem couldn’t help but interject with, “at least I get a lovely view one last time.”I couldn’t look back at him, but I rolled my eyes. “Really, Rem?” I chided him for his childishness. Though in truth, I was glad that Rem hadn’t lost his quirky little sense of humour. “When this is all over, we can admire each other as much as we want. Promise,” I then added, a little quieter. I had hoped that after this war, we could finally find peace. Now I wasn’t so sure.Fighting mortals was one thing, but fighting what was essentially a God was something else ent
Once more, I take my human form. It seems to surprise the Alpha to find me bandaging his wounds. I hope that if we can convince him to no longer seek revenge, then he might turn into a more reasonable werewolf now that he no longer can be the fighter he once was. If we can salvage him and the others, then perhaps we can finally be at peace and no one else has to go to war on the other. Though with the loss of his mate, I wasn’t sure how the Alpha would react. At worse he would continue to seek revenge and at best; he might get locked up for the rest of his life under the Hunter’s care. “Why don’t you transform back now? It’ll be easier to patch you up,” I say to him, keeping my words firm but gentle. Ken doesn’t seem pleased with how kind I’m being to the Alpha, but after he has put silver cuffs on the Alpha to keep him weak as a precaution, he seems much more amicable to leave my side. I don’t even have to ask where he is going.
The pleasant late morning summer sun heated my fur and made me feel rather warm. It would have been an enjoyable morning had my mind not been full of adrenaline of what had taken place and was still going on even now. All around me, people were busying themselves with helping bandage the wounded. I, however, had no time to help. The Alpha had issued me a challenge, one that I could not really back out of.The two of us circled one another, each of us sizing the other up, but not yet ready to strike first. I was well aware of the Alpha’s skill and although he no longer knew the full extent of my own abilities; he was fully aware of who and what I was. He knew I was no longer the same half-blood he had easily overpowered in a fight before and was now much warier about what damage I could do to him.To make this a fair fight, I had removed the werewolf weapon that Rem had gone to the trouble of getting for me.Staying near me to monitor
It feels like it has been forever since this whole thing started, even though it hadn’t been that long since Rem and I had met and become mates. I had hoped life would have been simple, enjoying life blissfully, but life had other plans for me and Rem and life had sent this Alpha to shake up our two worlds. Now it had all boiled down to this.Looking around the new battlefield, it seemed with the few Ancient Ones having followed and helped with the fight to protect those who could not defend themselves; we had brought down all the Alpha’s pack members. The Alpha was the only one left still able to fight. I stood in front of the others, my tail held up in a challenging display towards him. I was sure that Ken would want to kill him, but I knew that if we allowed him to do that, nothing much would change. The survivors of the Alpha’s pack and allies would merely seek revenge and call our own pack and allies traitors.No. If I want
I can feel the gravel shifting under my paws as Rem and I run toward our family. The Hunters are trying their hardest to fend off the Alpha and his pack members, but the enemy outnumbers them. It was strange that this pack would be out this way, as it was nowhere near the direction of the mansion nor the field in which their allies had camped out. Rem doesn’t seem to know the answer to why they would be here either, other than they knew about the exit, but that doesn’t seem too likely.The Ancient Ones following behind us also confirmed that this pack’s thoughts were of a surprise to find the Hunters and werewolves here. So it put the thought that they had known about our plans aside completely now. It was a strange coincidence, and it made me wonder what the real reason was for. What was out this way that would interest this pack, if not the hidden exits for the Hunters?As we grew
I could no longer smell anything other than the blood that had scattered over the surrounding fields. I was breathless from the constant fighting, but far fewer enemy werewolves were now trying to fight back. We had lost a few of our own but compared to them, we had made it out rather well. I felt sorry for those here. None of them had really started this entire war, but all of them had paid some kind of price. Meanwhile, their so-called leaders were still nowhere to be found.With a slight limp, I made my way across the field to where I could find Rem. He had seemed to fair much better than most of us in this fight, but I wasn’t really all that surprised by it. He was a powerful fighter and smart enough to manoeuvre a battlefield. My memories might have returned to me, but I was never a fighter, not even in my previous lives.He smiled down at me and offered my head a few loving scratches behind the ear, which set my tail into a frenzy of