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David
I shook hands with the human who had just made my day. My pack’s company was going to be their lead supplier for textiles for the next ten years. I’d been working on this deal for the past few month, and finally, I’d made it. It wasn’t the first deal I had ever closed on my own, but it was the first that I had initiated and won. It was probably the most lucrative deal I’d make all year. Trent grinned as we left the room, patting me on the shoulder.
“What a man!” He said as we stepped into the elevator. “I told you you had it in you.”
I chuckled. “Thanks.”
“Your Dad would be proud.”
I swallowed past the tension in my throat and looked up. “It’s times like this… I miss him.”
Trent nodded. “You’re definitely have enjoyed him more at this age.”
The elevator opened and we walked out. Trent started to tug at the knot at his throat.
Then, I heard a scream.
“Lucy!” I turned, recognizing Amy’s voice as she ran towards a large man. “Let her—Ah!”
The man turned, backhanding her. A loud crack ripped through the air. I saw Lucy thrashing in their hold with a bag over her head and surged forward.
“Hurry up!”
“Let go of me!”
I rushed at the group of men as more of them jumped from the shadow. Another car rushed towards us, tires screeching. Trent called up a barrier to keep the other car at bay as the Blood Moon escort SUVs rolled toward us.
Car doors opened and the escort team rushed out.
“Go!”
I slammed my fist into one of their faces and shoved a wall of magic out at the group rushing towards me.
“Fuck!”
“Kill him!”
The werewolf bared his fangs, shifted and leaped. I summoned my staff and swatted him out of the air.
“Go! Go! Go!”
The trunk slammed closed. The car rushed forward and I called another barrier as I tackled another guy. The car swerved trying to evade it and I made the barrier fly into its path. It screeched to a stop and jumped backwards before stopping again and swerving in a new direction. One of them fired from the back seat at me, grazing my shoulder. I felt the sting of silver and it only pissed me off more.
The car lurched again and turned sharply. With a wave of magic, I created a long thick wall. Trent cast another spell that ripped the door off the other car as the other men tried to get away. The car where Lucy was slammed into the wall. Then, I ran forward. A man jumped in front of me and I slammed him onto the trunk of the car as the tires started to screech. The smell of burnt rubber filled the air.
I slammed my head into his, knocking his head back into the trunk and throwing him aside. With another push of magic, I tore the trunk open just as someone came up behind me.
“Son of a—” I turned and kicked him in the face as one of his partners started to fire at me. I turned the body to block the bullets.
“Lucy!” I yelled. I yelled, slamming my elbow into a man’s face as I tried to fight my way away from the trunk. “Your ring, Lucy!”
The barrier was giving way the more the person in the driver’s seat pressed the gas pedal. I could see it cracking as my focus was split between fighting the oncoming people off and keeping the car in place. I dodged a man’s swing and brought my knee up into his chest, listening to the gratifying crack of bones. Avoiding two other, I danced back and away from the car. Lucy hadn’t moved.
“Lucy!”
I saw it. The moment she remembered how to use the ring. Light drifted over and wrapped around her before one of the werewolves who had come to take her lunged for her. His hand swiped through empty air as she vanished. I let the barrier fade to the car went flying forward and slammed into the cement wall.
The driver groaned and rolled out of the passenger side. I ran up and kicked him in the face before he could think to move. Then, the fight was on. Gunshots filled the air and the growl of several werewolves swarmed around me. I turned back and saw Trent about cast another spell.
“Tend to the girls,” I said darkly. Trent paled. “I’ll deal with this.”
The fury that started to rise in me felt like sparkling lights in my veins. The werewolves growled and prowled forward. I could see that they thought I would be easy prey. Each one of them snarled and lunged at me, trying to scare me.
The adrenaline surged through my veins as I let out a burst of binding magic. Each of them twisted and howled, falling to the ground. Trent sent up a silencing barrier around as I suppressed them. One of them struggled against me.
“Hold him, David! Focus!”
I tried. My magic stuttered and stopped. My chest ached. I felt something pulling me back, holding me back. I heard an almost ghostly laugh.
You’ll die just like your father did!
I shuddered, feeling the voice echo through me. For a moment, the world went black and I was floating somewhere outside of myself.
I saw a great looming figure towering over me with bright purple eyes. The shape of a wolf seemed to move in the darkness. I heard ocean waves and the sounds of the forest. I heard the wind and the roar of fire.
Then, I saw bright gleaming chains wrapped tightly around the large figure, anchoring it to the ground. Its mouth was pried and held open like something out of an old story.
You’ll never be free.
That ghostly laughter came again.
You’ll die just the way they all did. Then…
Then what. I looked around.
Then, I’ll have my victory.
The darkness cleared for a moment. I saw Lucy in a thin white gown, practically transparent over her body. She wore nothing beneath it. Her stomach was round with a child. Her hair was long and straight as she pressed her hands to a pane of glass.
A dark figure walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, twining a finger in her hair. It was Tony or maybe Matt, but that wasn’t what bothered me.
It was her eyes. She stared out listlessly. Her expression was flat. She looked more like a shell of who she was. Tony grabbed her by the jaw and turned her head, taking her mouth possessively before he looked right at me. His eyes glowing with moonlight.
“This is where she’s meant to be,” he said and grinned at me. His voice wasn’t hers but that same ghostly laugh. “But don’t worry; you won’t be alive to see it.”
“David!”
I met the eyes of the large wolf restrained in the dark and watched a single link break. The sharp cracking sound tossed me out of the trance just as a werewolf lunged at me. His jaws were open and filled with bloody teeth, and like an instinct that I couldn’t explain. My power burned through me, gushing forward. Fire filled my vision. I felt the heat of it on my face and all along my front. The wolf howled in agony before dropping to the ground as a charred, smoking body.
Trent’s jaw dropped. “Holy shit.”
The other werewolves stumbled back. Their eyes wide with fear, but they couldn’t go anywhere. A surge of energy courses through me as I summoned a barrier to keep them contained. I felt the fire burning in me. That pulling sensation yanked and twisted, but I heard another sharp breaking sound as the heat started to rise in my throat like acid or fire.
I opened my mouth and out shot lightning, striking the remaining werewolves. They shrieked and fell to the ground still smoking as the sound of approaching sirens fills the air. The magical enforcers arrived. I stumbled, feeling a little dizzy before I stumbled over to Trent.
The Blood Moon escort fanned out to restrain them.
“Easy there, champ,” Trent said catching me as I started to sink and my vision started to go blurry.
I sunk to the ground beside Michelle and tried to scan her. She had blood on her clothes, but it wasn’t hers. The bruise was ugly, but she was breathing.
“I treated her concussion,” Trent said. “Sarah’s too. Amy knocked her head, but her neck injury was the main problem.”
“Using that kind of strength against humans…”
“That’s the thing, David,” Trent said and pointed at Michelle. “That one isn’t human.”
I looked at him. “What?”
That didn’t make any sense. Michelle, Sarah, and Amy were all sisters.
“She’s a werewolf.”
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