“Let’s go. Radar means well but he can’t stop us from doing this. Juan needs to be found and thrown to the enemy as soon as possible.” Sierra pushes past me, marching towards the door and despite coming face to face with a wolf blocking her path she faces them down with ferocity. Carmen freezes and turns her head to stare, while Leyanne smirks and shrugs at the sudden show of psycho Sierra. I exhale loudly, my head beginning to ache and wonder how I ended up with a mother-in-law who has a sudden death wish.
“Move or suffer.” She snaps at the nearest wolf, and I know Radar made a wrong choice in picking his three men. He left behind those who won’t stand up to a Rema or Luna and I know I better pick a side. One word from me and they won’t argue. They know better. I falter, seeing the anger growing in Sierra but the witch pushes me forward and I know I’m at a loss. Sierra is right and my confidence is knocked from what happened in the forest. I’m hesitating because of the babies in my belly and knowing I cannot turn.
“Come on…with me you’re safe. Maybe we can end this quickly.” Leyanne’s voice seems to entwine inside of me like a warm hug and I am calmed with her warm touch on my arm.
I’m pushed forward to Sierra’s side, no more thought required, and with a click of fingers the wolves move. Although I know they are immediately linking Radar to report this, so we better run.
We Can End This!
We make light work of moving fast in unison and tracking back down the corridor towards the main entrance to the grand staircase. Sierra takes the lead and Carmen runs behind the witch and I, both in wolf form, as we start our search for the infamous Juan. My heart’s pounding through my chest because I know radar will be hot on our heels and Colton is going to be so mad about this. His fury will know zero bounds when he finds out I disobeyed him and ran from Radar and the Luna’s guard, but my gut tells me to trust Sierra and do this. Sierra has a point and finding Juan first, pushing him out there for easy access may be the cure to this war and the end to this night’s battle. If we shackle him and hand him over to Varro, then there’s less chance of Juan being killed in the process and maybe I can beg Varro to protect Sierra’s life in keeping him alive for the rest of his.
We barely make it to the open entrance and foot of the stair when a thudding troupe of huge fierce wolves moving stealthily come at us from behind, and Carmen growls as warning. The impending doom of an angry pack. I shiver at the arrival because despite being his Luna, I know Radar will scold me into next week.
Luna, stop! Wait… Don’t do this!
Radar’s voice comes through like a bullet to the brain, harsh and direct, not concealing his anger and anxiety that we’re taking matters into our own hands. Leyanne doesn’t hesitate and turns to them with a blinding poof of something she throws in the air. A slight movement of hand with devastating results and I can’t fault that witch for her reflexes. A spark, a flash, a thick cloying smog that chokes the space up behind us and brings them all to a dead halt as we venture on and quicken to escape them. Whatever it is, it serves well to startle them, and we leave them in our tracks. It smells like burned rubber and old ash.
“Sorry pets but needs must. Be good little pups and guard the door, we have company coming.” She sing songs back at them, brazen as always, concealed by the haze of grey smoke in the darkness and I gawp with a quick glance back before following Sierra up the staircase. Clinging to her rump like a helpless child to help move me faster while still in human form. My powers are pointless and not being able to transform feels like I’m a dead weight who can only follow their lead.
“Why are we shaking them off when they could be helping by following?” I retort, out of breath from exertion and she lights up the hall for us with her palms once more. That gentle glow which has surprising ability to shine the way clear. Perplexed at my own uselessness and leaving our capable guards behind.
“Because he’s too obedient and he won’t let any of us step a foot further in this pursuit. The fates want us girls to handle things for now, else we wouldn’t have ended up here like this.” Leyanne is always so self-assured, and I do wonder if she has the ability to read the future. If maybe she’s a walking seer, someone who can see beyond time while going about her daily business. It’s rare but it would explain her ability to know things.
“But still….” I start and trail off when Sierra turns and throws me a dark amber glare, hushing me and I get the message loud and clear. She doesn’t want Radar up there with us when she faces down Juan because she knows he would shield and intervene, and Sierra wouldn’t get within ten feet of that monster. Radar would put himself in the firing line always and I can feel Sierra’s desire to be the one to bring Juan down. It’s out there like a thick aura around us, and I worry she may be blinded by her own hatred of the man and not thinking straight.
We get up the spiral incline and into the long corridor which splits to sleeping quarters and a second stairway. Blinking momentarily and trying to decide on direction when Carmen sticks her nose in the air and heads for the passage up ahead of us to another level. She seems to know where to go and her sense of smell has always been top notch. Without a word we all follow, swift and silent, without second guessing her ability. My nerves eating me raw and making me shiver with anticipation but all I can do is keep moving forward and pushing down the nauseating worry. It’s dark and Leyanne’s glow is the only things taking the edge off the eerie creepiness of being in the manor while it feels abandoned.
We end up moving this way up three flights to the fourth floor, the place where Sierra’s wing with Juan all these years is located, and I wonder if he’s hiding in his own bedroom. A coward like him, it seems fitting somehow. To be hiding in the dark corner by his bed, hopefully trembling at the impending doom of his long reign.
I can sense Radar behind us, and it throws me a little. Not far, keeping his distance so Leyanne doesn’t startle bomb them again and it gives me reassurance knowing he won’t flake on his duty to protect. He’s given up swaying us and has decided obedience and caution is better. He knows how stubborn I can be, and that Sierra isn’t afraid of him in the slightest. Keeping close enough to watch. Sierra and Carmen seem oblivious to them but the witch glances back and fixes a smug smile on her lips as though telling me she feels them too and somehow knew they would back us up. I just cannot work her out sometimes.
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