I hear him gasp as he straightens but I’m already walking away. I whistle, signaling Wilson. Not how I was planning on spending my day. Gotta love mating season. Not.The second I’m outside I see Wilson running towards me. I jump onto her and allow her to take me away as I hear my name being called behind me.Wilson takes me into the jungle while I stuff down my irrational feelings. I head to Estra. It’s a little wooden town with a library in a clear building. They serve food and drinks there while patrons can read inside and bake in the sun, or rest on the beach to read. It’s also where all deaths are reported and cataloged. Of course, you have to be a Guardian to access this record.When I enter the building, I order a starroot drink. The waitress gives me a smirk and a wink and walks away. I roll my eyes as I feel several eyes turning towards me. Why yes, I had sex everyone. Tis the season. Even though sex is encouraged this time of year, it’s still treated with schoolish giggles.
“I never gave you my name,” I tell her as her face morphs to a slender face with ocher eyes and sea glass colored hair. She stares at me with blank eyes as her body begins to break down into dust, confirming that this is a created feral. That book wasn’t lying, and she was trying to isolate me. That can only mean one thing, and that is to run.I whistle loudly when that realization hits me. I get to my feet as a sense of impending doom starts creeping in. I strap my blade to my thigh as I look at the corpses of the dead ferals; giving further evidence that they were born and not created.I swing onto Wilson. “Yole,” I say as I double tap her leg. I feel her legs slip slightly as she tries to gain traction on the ground. My signal is for her to not stop, no matter what. She knows there is danger when I do this, so she lets out a massive roar, making birds fly out of the trees, calling for her brothers and sisters.Only ten minutes into our run, I hear a dark chuckling. “There is my litt
“But I want Wilson,” I whine in a hoarse voice, slightly surprised I’m able to talk.“Isaac !” Sarian breathes in relief as I open my eyes. All I can see is his chin as he kisses my forehead. “Are you okay,” he asks as he straightens and starts stroking my hair.“Dad,” I breathe as I grimace, the pain already beginning to start. I had more time last time, but I have more of a concentration this time. “I hurt.” I gasp as I clutch my shoulder.“I know baby,” he says as he shifts himself under me, trying to sit me up. I am able to see a wall. It’s shiny and has a thin layer of water flowing down into pathway pools in the ground. For those who are needed to be treated in an Aquanian form. We’re in the Emergency Care Center, so this must be serious.He kisses the back of my head as I notice a woman with pale yellow hair and is wearing a navy skirt and thin wrap around her chest, making it easier to shift her to nymph form in case of emergency. I can tell she’s a nymph because her ears are
“That should have been my first warning.” Ronan admits. “Mike was about to make us into balham chow if it wasn’t for Leo. He distracted him enough for us to get away on Lubo. Lubo managed to swing back and get Leo once he got us to a safe distance. If Mike wasn’t recovering from some stab wounds, we’d be dead.”“You’re welcome then.” I wince. “His bites are painful.”“Yes, yes they are.” Leo says, sitting up. “And you two are welcome for the save. Also thank Isaac . She’s the one that told me to go get you idiots.”“You’re lucky you only got one.”“Why yes they are.” Vanna cuts in, walking into the room with a grin on her face. “Tell them where he bit you.”“It’s obvious, isn’t it?” I say as I motion towards the bite mark on my neck and shoulder, while giving her wide and pointed eyes.She flashes me a grin as a man with raven colored hair walks in. It flows in thick waves to the ends of his shoulder. He’s chosen the traditional avian stance of not wearing a shirt, which I’m not rea
“Exsanguinate curse. It’s similar to how a feral drains its victim’s powers after a bite. Basically, it will bleed its victim until it returns to the caster. It’s either death or return. The spell is active until the caster, or victim, dies.”“Are you kidding me?” Owen yells.“Yeah, and the thing is, the further the caster, the stronger the spell.” I say as I plop my face on the bed.“So how did you break it last time?”“I died.” I hate doing that.“No, seriously.” He slightly chuckles, his voice high in his anxiety.Vanna takes over. “She is. Isaac stabs herself with her blessed blade, and I simulate death long enough for the spell to break. I stop her heart by forcing her blood to stop. Unfortunately, it’ll knock her out for a week, and it makes her grumpy. And grumpy is putting it nicely. Nightmare is only half of it. As in, she will attempt to kill the next living thing she sees if you even breathe too loud.”“I told you I had a migraine,” I mutter defensively.“Oh just die alrea
“Elayna and I started talking, and she was so sweet. She had such strength in her words and her laugh that I couldn’t believe she was sick. Elayna wouldn’t stop talking about her brothers. Silas and Morgain, especially Morgain. She tried bragging to me about him, by saying they had secret names for each other and everything. I believe her favorite moment with you two was when Morgain took a cooked pig, removed all the stuffing from its carved out carcass, and put it on the seat of a man she liked, instantly scaring him. It’s her last memory of the three of you together, which is why she loved it. It was right before she got so sick.“Anyway, after a while, she started feeling tired and she didn’t want me to leave since she said she was always alone. Elayna started having a panic attack when I told her that I’d just come back after she was awake. To calm her, I slept with her. I laid right next to her until she had woken every single time for the next two years.“It wasn’t long before
“It’s the season. That’s all it was.” Serina growls.“Maybe, but either way, manipulating her is a sure fire way to lose her again.”“She’ll never find out.”“Oh, I think she will,” I say with a murderous tone my entire body vibrating with rage. I knew she hadn’t changed. “No one, and I mean no one, is allowed to have any influence on my social life, other than me. Now, if you two would kindly shut up and go somewhere else, that would be the best thing for you.”“Isaac ,” Serina says quickly as she reaches for me.“Mom, I swear I’ll renounce my title this instant if you so much as breathe in my direction. I’m not a complacent little doll for you to control. I am a warrior. I am a fighter. I am me, not what you want me to be. Accept it or not, because it will never change who or what I am.” I turn sharply on my heel at that point. If she wants the perfect princess, she should stay with my sister. My worth is of my own choosing and grows under my guidance. Not hers.I stalk into my room
“Right?” I say, with as much surprise in my voice as his. “I was about to kill the last one from that group that attacked me, and she started laughing. Laughing, Silas. I was so stunned that it stopped my blade.” I snap my finger, summoning the blade to me.I hold up the blade, showing the twelve inch long spine of it to him. “That would be the end of her. We started talking and I found out that Mike has been working with them. I was starting to feel for him until he bit me.” I roll my eyes. “I can’t figure him out. I understand his actions for the most part, but he’s still an asshole.”Silas gives me a surprised look. “You understand him?”I shrug. “To catch someone, you have to think like them. It’s easy to empathize, especially when you’ve been traumatized. Mike went after so many werewolves, since they were part of the pack that annihilated his original pack. However, this killing spree and goal, I can’t figure out. I can understand him understanding ferals since he likely ident