He had stood out there clawed up and devoid of any emotion, staring right at me. Blank, just like he said that morning. Much like his dream he was disconnected and didn’t seem to know me and yes, I was so very afraid of him out there faced with him like that. I wonder if it really was something to come or more of a symbolization of that moment because most of it still makes no sense. I wouldn’t let him strike me down like that. I have abilities that even Colton can’t match, and I surely would change to heal myself. I push it out of my head and try not to ponder.
“Maybe they saw it coming long before Tawna even came here and got ready for the moment it did. Or maybe it was luck, and they intended to use the spell and it was just a fluke that we gave them the chance to make it count when we did.” I don’t really know, but speculating isn’t really changing anything.
“None of this is working you know. Fighting them, protecting ourselves, holding them off. They just find new ways and even when we win wars, they always come back. There’s never a resolution to any of it.” Meadow’s words deflate me, and I know she’s right. The vampires and the wolves and this bloody never-ending hatred of one another, it never ends and the wars, even after a decade, always rise again. It never solves anything. It just takes many of our numbers and then what? It only breeds more hatred, and the cycle keeps going. I can’t see that it will ever stop because no side will ever be satisfied until the other is destroyed. Vengeance is a toxic need.
“As long as either side holds a grudge, it won’t end” I exhale heavily and rub my temple with my free hand as a headache begins to ache inside. None of this feels real, much like a daymare and yet I can’t wake myself up from it at all.
“Then why haven’t the fates done anything? I mean you, you’re right here, and wasn’t that the whole point of the prophecy? To unite us, to end the wars, but it’s been months and yet we still fight and there’s no signs about what you are meant to do to be any kind of war-ender. It feels like none of it was true.” Her words silence me and I’m ashamed to admit that this is a thought that hasn’t crossed my mind in months. So wrapped up in my new life by Colton’s side, that I never stopped to think about what that prophecy implied I was meant to be. She’s right though. They said I would redress the balance and bring peace, but I have no idea how. Looking at this situation, I am not qualified to even begin to know how to put this to rights.
I need a manual on what to do to make that come about, but the fates are great at giving you nothing, and twisty turning endless roads to walk first. What with this recent turn of events, the vampires are not high on my list of possible friends and certainly not about to sit down and figure out a peace treaty with them. They just took my mate, my family, and my pack away from me, and turned them into mindless angry killers looking to end their own.
“The fates, if you haven’t noticed, are inherently vague and slow to do any kind of anything. I mean I was eighteen years old before they did a single thing about me and my gifts. Maybe it will be another eighteen before I get some sort of sign as to how to end our wars.” I bite it out harshly, a glimmer of resentment surfacing even though I know I should not doubt the higher powers.
We both sigh and she grips my arm tighter, her breathing shallowing and I look up to see what has her gasping. I spot them too. The dark figures of a combined pack of some fifty or more wolves moving through the fog as one fluid unit. Heading away, towards the mountain and it’s obvious even from here that the most familiar figures our mates and our sub pack are leading the way. Still leaders even under a spell. It’s a sight that crushes me.
We both stand stock still, held breaths, as we watch them disappear into the fog and my heart sinks as I lose sight of him. A fire emerging in my stomach and burning in my chest as rage builds from heartbreak.
“Screw the fates. Screw vampires…. We won’t take this lying down. We WILL get our pack back. Our men. What’s the point of being some kind of hybrid with gifts if I stay in here crying over this? You’re right. I AM something special and maybe us pursuing this witch and doing what we need to do will change something… if not, at the very least, we get our mates back. We make her help us and we prioritize our pack above all.” There’s a tinge of anger in my voice and I stand up rigidly, letting that despair turn to icy determination, that pain turn into stubborn decision, much like so many months ago when I left to go run free alone in the mountains and forests to find my own path. Wasn’t that when the fates started to give me nudges of help? When I let my decision and instinct take over and went looking for myself for some kind of solution to my predicament.
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Chica, if anyone can get us through this, then it’s you. My Luna…. You have yet to shine, and your time is coming.” Meadow’s soothing words calm my fire a little and I smile warmly, gently, her way. I cuddle into her one more time and lay my head back down on her shoulder which is level with mine, adoring my best friend and not knowing how I would have coped had she been out there too. It doesn’t bear thinking about.
“You know, I used to think I was better alone. Stronger. I see that I was wrong and it’s not about doing things alone. It’s about relying on others, being strong together. Heroes in stories they never do it alone, they always have friends… family…. Sisters, a sidekick. I think WE can get through this, together! If I’m going to shine, it won’t be because I’m doing it all by myself.” There’s some comfort in knowing this time, no matter what, I’m not alone.
“Damn right. Isn’t that what packs, family, best friends are supposed to be there for? You know I got your back,
Hermana, always. We will do this together.”
“First, we both have to rest and as I’m not good at sleeping alone since Colton marked me, maybe you could stay here tonight. I’m sure you haven’t slept alone since Cesar and you mated up, right?” I point out, knowing that all day I have been dreading tonight and the loneliness of the lack of his presence. It’s why I have been standing here staring at the night instead of braving that big bed, and the tears fill Meadow’s eyes.
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