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Hector, Linds,” Sofie warns, knowing how hard it will be for Sofie to keep a secret from her mate.
“Fine, fine! My lips are sealed! Our boys are going to have some serious trust issues though once this is all over, mark my words!” Her tone is wry but there’s a certain amount of truth in her words and they both know it.
“Let’s hope that’s the only thing we have to worry about when this is all over.” Sofie doesn’t elaborate, but they both know how bad things could get, how much is at stake.
She walks out of the barn, leaving Lindsey alone with her thoughts and as she rounds the corner, the stabbing pain in her head forces her to stop and take a breath. The headache is bad, the worst one yet. She feels like she needs to vomit or cry or scream or all three at once. She leans against the barn door, getting her breath back, trying to focus on something outside of the pounding in her head. The warm breeze sends a shiver down her as it cools the sheen of sweat that has suddenly leaped out onto her forehead. But the pounding continues, until she realizes that it’s not just coming from inside her head, she’s hearing the pounding of feet, running.
Sofie looks up to see two people in the distance approaching the clearing and the weres are rushing out to greet them. The barn door smacks open, virtually flying off of its hinges as Lindsey leaps out. She turns instantly to Sofie, shooting her a look of concern as she sees the pain on her friends face.
“The headaches?” Lindsey’s eyes narrow, not willing to brook any lies.
“I’m fine.” Sofie waves away her concern, struggling to stand up straight and hoping that she doesn’t look even half as bad as she feels. “What’s going on?” She points towards the two figures in the distance and the surge of werewolves rushing towards them.
“Teresa and Rudy are back, I could smell them from inside.” Lindsey makes a face not dissimilar to the way someone looks when they suck on a lemon.
“What? What is it? What can you smell that I can’t?” Sofie fixes her gaze on the door of Ashton’s house, which has just burst open. Ash leans over the porch, head in the air, scenting the wind and Sofie can see from the grim expression on his face it’s nothing good.
“Fire, smoke and blood. They stink of it.” Lindsey grips Sofie's hand, leading her towards Ashton and towards the gathering weres. “I’m guessing they’re not about to bring us a whole heap of good news.”
CHAPTER SIX
Lindsey’s guess was probably well on the way to winning the prize for the understatement of the year. As Sofie stands next to Ashton, she can feel the anger vibrating off of him while the scouts recount what they’ve seen. She slips her hand into his bigger one and gives it a squeeze, hoping that it’ll help to keep him grounded. But he barely even seems to register that she’s there, his focus is totally on Teresa as she sets the scene for them in a low voice.
“Beaumont is full of werewolf talk. We couldn’t walk down the street without overhearing a dozen conversations about what happened yesterday. People are scared and the fear of what they don’t understand is spilling over into something else -,” Teresa’s mellow voice is interrupted by Rudy who has clearly had enough of whatever sugar coating the older were is trying to pull.
“They hate us,” the younger man says simply. “Beaumont stinks of anger and hate, you can taste it.” He frowns with distaste, like he can’t get the flavor of it out of his mouth. The assembled weres remain silent, probably too shocked at what they’re hearing to even react.
Rudy carries on, ignoring the angry look that Teresa has thrown him. “People that I thought I knew are talking about how dangerous we are, how sneaky, how we’ve been lying to them this whole time over who we are, how we can’t be trusted. Everything’s twisted, no one is on our side. They’re all just taking their cue from the news and from
“Fine, fine! My lips are sealed! Our boys are going to have some serious trust issues though once this is all over, mark my words!” Her tone is wry but there’s a certain amount of truth in her words and they both know it.
“Let’s hope that’s the only thing we have to worry about when this is all over.” Sofie doesn’t elaborate, but they both know how bad things could get, how much is at stake.
She walks out of the barn, leaving Lindsey alone with her thoughts and as she rounds the corner, the stabbing pain in her head forces her to stop and take a breath. The headache is bad, the worst one yet. She feels like she needs to vomit or cry or scream or all three at once. She leans against the barn door, getting her breath back, trying to focus on something outside of the pounding in her head. The warm breeze sends a shiver down her as it cools the sheen of sweat that has suddenly leaped out onto her forehead. But the pounding continues, until she realizes that it’s not just coming from inside her head, she’s hearing the pounding of feet, running.
Sofie looks up to see two people in the distance approaching the clearing and the weres are rushing out to greet them. The barn door smacks open, virtually flying off of its hinges as Lindsey leaps out. She turns instantly to Sofie, shooting her a look of concern as she sees the pain on her friends face.
“The headaches?” Lindsey’s eyes narrow, not willing to brook any lies.
“I’m fine.” Sofie waves away her concern, struggling to stand up straight and hoping that she doesn’t look even half as bad as she feels. “What’s going on?” She points towards the two figures in the distance and the surge of werewolves rushing towards them.
“Teresa and Rudy are back, I could smell them from inside.” Lindsey makes a face not dissimilar to the way someone looks when they suck on a lemon.
“What? What is it? What can you smell that I can’t?” Sofie fixes her gaze on the door of Ashton’s house, which has just burst open. Ash leans over the porch, head in the air, scenting the wind and Sofie can see from the grim expression on his face it’s nothing good.
“Fire, smoke and blood. They stink of it.” Lindsey grips Sofie's hand, leading her towards Ashton and towards the gathering weres. “I’m guessing they’re not about to bring us a whole heap of good news.”
CHAPTER SIX
Lindsey’s guess was probably well on the way to winning the prize for the understatement of the year. As Sofie stands next to Ashton, she can feel the anger vibrating off of him while the scouts recount what they’ve seen. She slips her hand into his bigger one and gives it a squeeze, hoping that it’ll help to keep him grounded. But he barely even seems to register that she’s there, his focus is totally on Teresa as she sets the scene for them in a low voice.
“Beaumont is full of werewolf talk. We couldn’t walk down the street without overhearing a dozen conversations about what happened yesterday. People are scared and the fear of what they don’t understand is spilling over into something else -,” Teresa’s mellow voice is interrupted by Rudy who has clearly had enough of whatever sugar coating the older were is trying to pull.
“They hate us,” the younger man says simply. “Beaumont stinks of anger and hate, you can taste it.” He frowns with distaste, like he can’t get the flavor of it out of his mouth. The assembled weres remain silent, probably too shocked at what they’re hearing to even react.
Rudy carries on, ignoring the angry look that Teresa has thrown him. “People that I thought I knew are talking about how dangerous we are, how sneaky, how we’ve been lying to them this whole time over who we are, how we can’t be trusted. Everything’s twisted, no one is on our side. They’re all just taking their cue from the news and from
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