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"Bring it in."
I watch with anticipation to see what had Kaden and the boys in such a bad mood last night.
He never told me, partly because I didn't ask, but we were comfy in bed, he was happily nuzzling into my neck, and although I spent fifteen minutes chewing my lips deliberating whether or not I should ask him about it, I didn't. I figured it would be brought up in the pack meeting and if it wasn't, he would trust me enough to tell me.
Carrick emerges with a large object covered in white cloth in his arms, his face bloody and bruised. One eyes is swollen shut, the other tinged with black and blue bruises. His lips were obviously busy and swollen, a large split right down the centre that was profusely bleeding.
I look to Kaden out of the corner of my eyes, and he's just looking at Carrick with a look of pure loathing. Jasper is sat a few chairs down, shaking his head at Carrick's appearance, his daughter sitting quietly on his knee as she reads a small picture book.
The bundle in Carrick's hands is set down in the centre of the table, and I find myself leaning forward as if it will make the reveal faster.
"Remove the sheet." Kaden's voice is gruff next to my ear, sending small shivers down my back. It annoys me that he has an effect on me because I'm trying to be mad and having him mess with my head without him even speaking to me is driving me crazy.
Carrick does as he's told, revealing a body. It's skin is a pale blue colour, with green stripes and dots across its lucid skin. Their hair is jet black, cut into a short pixie cut, and it's eyes are closed.
Muffled gaps of shock ripple around the room, and I look to see many people have covered their mouths or at least looked away.
But I can't.
I can't tear my eyes away from the giant hole in it's chest where it's heart should be.
"This faerie was found just outside of the pack border." A voice speaks up from across the room. The voice came from the woman who was bleeding on the floor and she's now sitting at the last chairon my side, her hand grasped in her mates.
She's slender, with dark olive skin and jet black hair. Her straight white teeth are still stained with her blood, but her bright green eyes are open and protected by her thick, dark lashes. She still looks to be slightly in pain, but I can see the determination in her eyes to not show her weakness to her Alpha. I commend her for it. "Scouts spotted what they described to look like a shadow fleeing from the seen."
I growl rumbles deep within Kaden's throat. "Have you checked the surrounding woods?"
"We covered every inch of territory whilst you were gone Alpha, we even asked the neighbouring pack to check for anything. They found nothing." Her eyes fall to the floor in failure, and I feel sorry for her. I know how it feels to let someone down.
I can still remember vividly every time I couldn't take another punch, run that little bit faster, and every time I looked at my father in apology, he just looked disappointed.
I'd rather him be angry at me, or shout at me, but when he just shook his head slowly and asked me to do it again, I knew I'd let him down.
Kaden sighs, running a hand through his messy black hair. He attemtps to place his other hand on my knee but I brush him off, not wanting him to touch me.
His growl doesn't go unnoticed by the others around us, but I find that ignoring him has him shutting up.
"Viola, have you found anything correlating the staking of a vampire heart and ripping out the heart of a faerie in the archives?"
"No alpha I haven't." A frail voice speaks up from beside me. A small woman with a balding head and frizzy white hair sits to the left of Kaden. She looks frail, with her pale skin looking almost translucent underneath the false light. She's wearing a long hippie frock, with different sets of wooden beads hanging down from her neck, and a selection of bracelets and tattoos swirling around her thin, bony wrists. "There's nothin' in the ancient text linking these murders together."
Kaden slams his hand down on the table in front of him, which has myself and a few other people jumping as well. "This isn't good enough!"
Just by looking at him I can tell he's furious, and he's slowly losing his temper. His eyes keep flickering between red, the colour of his alpha side, and black, the colour of his wolf. His hands are balled into dangerously tight fists, his usually tanned skin white around his knuckles. Because I'm close enough to him I can see small trickles of blood spilling down his wrists, and I know his claws are dug into his skin, puncturing the flesh.
I usually do it as a way of using pain to control my anger, but it doesn't look like it's working for him.
Jasper stands up from his chair directly to the right of me and paces cooly around the table, his hands clasped behind his back. He's wearing his hospital scrubs, a stethoscope hanging from his neck. "I don't think we're thinking about this right, Alpha."
Kaden looks intrigued, his black eyes slowly returning back to his icy blue. "Go on."
"We're trying to link the two together, without actually thinking of them as separates." Jasper begins, before pointing to the faerie on the table. "This person, they haven't taken anything of the faerie's except it's heart. What is the heart good for?"
"It's the creatures source of immortality." The army general looking man says gruffly, his eyes fixed on the hole in the chest. I can't stop myself from looking at him with distaste. He referred to me as one of the alphas girls, and although he couldn't possibly know, I don't like him for automatically assuming that's what I was.
"Exactly." Jasper snaps his fingers then looks to me. "Lola, we found a vampire in your territory drained completely of blood, correct?"
I nod, as everyone's eyes turn to me. "Completely drained of blood..." I trail off as my mind processes what he's saying at a mile a minute. "A vampire's life force is mythologically contained in their blood."
Jasper clicks his fingers, clearly I gave him the answer he needed. "Exactly. So here we have two supernatural beings with their immortality removed. The next question is why?"
Everyone around the table sits in silence as they try to think of what it could mean, whilst I sit and ponder the words of The Moon Goddess and what she said to me in my vision. She said that the fate of all supernatural were at risk, and when I look at Kaden I know he's thinking the same thing.
The only real question is, like Jasper said, why?
After nobody could come up with a valuable conclusion as to why supernatural creatures were being murdered, the meeting was adjourned and we were all allowed to leave.
Kaden had to speak to the army general, who's name I found to be Harry, and the young wolf Brett before he left so he asked me to wait for him outside so he could explain himself to me.
Unfortunately for him, I'm not feeling up to listening to his excuses, so I excuse myself from the pack house and start to walk home, much to Jasper's distaste.
The walk through the woods back to the house is quiet, peaceful, with the muffled chirping of birds in the trees the only sounds that accompany my feet crunching on old leaves. The air is warm and smells like a mixture of pine, eucalyptus and dirt, and there is a slight breeze sending small particles of dirt whirling up around me.
I hear a rustle in the bushes on the opposite side of the road but I take no notice, watching as the wind sends the trees and plants around me crazy, their leaves spiralling off their branches and flying up into the air.
No, I only pay attention when an icy, bone chilling voice calls my name deep inside my head, and the words afterwards have me sprinting through the woods.
"Lola, you're mine."
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The second I got home back to Kaden's log chalet, I power walked into the kitchen like a she-wolf on a mission, pressing various random buttons on the hot drinks machine before it gave me something vaguely resembling that of a mocaccino. I need an excuse for the jitters that rack my body, and too much coffee seems like the way to go on this front.
I pad barefoot into the living room and slump into one of the posh white couches that centre themselves in front of a flat screen TV, my mug clutched tightly in my grasp. I curl my feet underneath my body and rest my drink on the coffee table as I flick through the channels aimlessly, hoping it will distract my mind from the creepy voice that talked to me in my mind.
"I swear to you it wasn't me." Shiva whined inside my head, muttering apology after apology faster than I was hanging channels.
I knew it wasn't her, and I frequently told her it wasn't, but the voice had her shaken up to; I could feel it inside my head that it had frightened her.
It actually frightened her more than it frightened me, and I ran home because of it.
I take a long sip of my mocha, allowing the chocolate and coffee to calm my nerves, and I stop on a random nature programme, my eyes watching a fox jump through long grass, my ears not listening to the commentary.
The jingle of keys in the lock of the front door notifies me of Kaden's arrival, his scent pushing through the door at the same time as him, the slamming sound of wood on wood resounding around the house. I wince as the harsh sound hits my sensitive ears, and I'm still rubbing them gently when he graces me with his presence.
His fuming presence however.
I look up and lock gazes, his blue eyes cold with obvious fury. I roll my eyes and set my vision back on the TV only to have him step on from of the screen, his shoulders heaving with his harsh breaths.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" He seethes, his hands balled into fists and he exhales harshly through his nostrils. "Walking home when there's some psychopath wandering around murdering supernaturals!"
"I could ask the same thing to you." I respond coldly, my tones surprising myself. I flick my eyes to his, looking at the confusion swirled in with the anger. "It's nice to know that I'll be treated with respect, you know, seen as though your closest advisors already know I'm one of your girls."
Regret is added to the pool of feelings that swim in his ice blue eyes, and he hardens his jaw as his eyes fall to the floor. "That's not what it sounds like."
I laugh sarcastically, setting my mug down on the coffee table before spinning around furiously. "Don't you dare. Don't you dare stand there and try and spin this so you don't sound bad."
I stand from my seated position and growl dangerously low, my whole body shaking with anger. "I didn't expect you to wait for me, hell I'm fine with the fact that you're not a virgin, doesn't bother me at all. What bothers me is that you've slept around to the point that you're a complete manwhore!"
I push him in the chest, sending him sprawling on the floor. I clearly took him by surprise, judging by his wife eyes and slack jaw. But he quickly recovers, his eyes darkening until they're black.
"I haven't looked at another girl, never mind touched one since I found out about you." He yells, his loud voice bouncing around the room. "You're it for me, Lola, I can't get you out of my damn head to have time to think about anyone else!"
"When was the last time then!" I scream, pulling my hands angrily through my hair. "Don't fvcking lie to me Kaden."
"What does it matter." He spits, pushing himself back to his feet. "I've not done anything since I met you."
"It means something to me." I snap, and I see regret flash through his blackened irises. "So tell me."
He swallows harshly, his eyes blackened pits, his face cold. "The same night I found you."
My voice gets caught in my throat, but I don't know why. He didn't know me, but knowing he was with another girl the same night he first met me, makes it much worse. But the look on his face, the cold, emotionless way he told me, makes my chest constrict.
I look down at the floor and storm past him, shoulder checking him as hard as I possibly can, and escape into the darkening woods, where I finally let my furious tears fall.
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I'm back folks!
Sorry it's taken so long to write, I've been in holiday and had a shît tonne of work to do recently so I haven't been able to do much writing. But it's here now so I hope you're enjoy!
Kaden has once again messed up hasn't he. At the moment it's like one step forward, two steps back, which they don't need at a time like this.
Next chapter I can't give a date on, but definitely from now on I'll try to update once a week because I HATE irregular updates for books.
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