“What the hell is that,
Chica?”
Meadow stares at the same thing I am fixated on, and we watch in horror as it splays out and spreads sideways through the forest, expanding as it travels and encompassing everything as it moves. It seems to extend and move widthways until it starts to curve around the homestead at a distance and still continues to head this way. It seems to be grower larger and denser and picking up speed.
We see it, we’re moving. It’s fast as hell and almost here.
I have them heading back.
Colton quiets some of my anxiety by responding and I will him to get here. Whatever it is it’s not natural and the way it came down from the mountain raises all kinds of alarms. We long ago figured the vamps use the mountain to stay close enough to mount attacks, maybe have tunneled inwards, and they definitely use it as a vantage point to look over the lands surrounding. We know they have witches, and I don’t like whatever this is, even if it might be nothing more than a harmless strange colored fog.
Colton it’s spreading. It’s taking over the forest and circling us.
My mind link doesn’t hide the panic in my voice, and it wobbles uncontrollably, my heart racing as all I can do is watch this monster smog eat our landscape so effortlessly.
Stay in the homestead boundary. It may be a way to let the vamps move in daylight now the suns coming up. Stay behind the runes. We’re coming.
I grab Meadow’s hand in a tight grip as we watch and I can tell by her fixated gaze on the fog she’s linking Cesar, checking on her mate as it moves at us with deadly haste. It feels like an eternity and not the few seconds it’s been in reality. Both poised, numbly quiet, and waiting.
Where are you now? Colton, how far?
I tap my foot on the ground, aware my feet are human again, naked, and I’m standing on gravel but oblivious to the pain. My only focus is them, my heart and soul out there who needs to come to me so I can be sure he’s safe.
Not far, it’s almost……
I wait for him to finish his sentence then glance at Meadow again as nothing comes. She screws up her face indicating something is up with her link to Cesar too. I can feel it between us, the swirling rise of concern and panic as we both wait out this endless silence.
Colton? What were you trying to say?
I ask, waiting patiently but no response at all comes through the link. Instead, an eerie solitude that I haven’t experienced for a long time, not since Colton cut me off many moons again when he rejected me, swirls around me. It starts to dredge up my inner anxiety with a fury as I pull at my mind to make the connection but feel like I’m facing a blank dark wall. Meadow moves forward and she stares at the tree line, seemingly trying to concentrate really hard and I realize she maybe too has lost her link to Cesar. This is not a coincidence.
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