Campbell?”
I break my eye contact to note the new voice. “Ah, yes, Mr. Jamieson’s Beta, Michael.”
“Yes, well do you know where we can find this power source or the materials?”
“Not looking to read the Rites yourself are you?”
“Of course not, Dr. Just want to destroy the items.” He says in a flat tone.
I really need to get out of this room. “Well, gentlemen, they can find power from anyone willing to sell theirs, this you surely already knew. However, the components of the spell is not common knowledge. I can send you what you should be looking for, however I would think that they would not go through normal channels to acquire these items. If that is all.”
My feet start walking, I make it out the door passed the receptionist and I am silently pleading for the elevator to hurry up when I hear, “Rian? Wait.”
It is Kristoff with a determined look on his face. I am the leading doctor in paranormal histories, I know what the zap meant. I refuse to accept it. I am saved by the ping of the elevator opening. I quickly enter and just as quickly push the button to close the door. It starts to close before Kristoff gets to close. Before it shuts completely I hear him growl, “I will find you, Rian.”
Kristoff
“What the hell was that all about, Kris?” Michael threw out as soon as I walked back into the conference room.
“That was my mate making an exit as fast as possible,” I growl.
“Mate? You cannot be serious? She is a witch, that can’t be good for the pack.”
I just look at my beta. “All you need to know is she is mine and she knows more than what she is saying: This should be fun. Michael get me everything you know on the good Doctor.”
Rian
“Damn it!” I mumble as I walk through the door. No one knew I went to the Council. Grams is going to be pissed. She always told me to stay away from the Council. She said that the Council would pick up on who I truly am and try to exploit me. I don’t think Grams knew the extent of the situation. That little zap means something big. This was always the crux of my life. I can’t help it if I am part wolf. I can’t shift, but my wolf is there. My witch genes are just more dominant. My wolf gives me strength, speed and makes my senses sharper. As far as I know, I am the only hybrid in existence.
The no contact with wolves makes sense now. Grams didn’t want me mated to one of them. It isn’t that Grams has anything against werewolves. Plenty of her friends are members of the pack, but what my mom went through meant she sure as hell didn’t want me or my little sister around them. I guess I should have done more research about who would be in attendance at the Council meeting. “I am home,” I called out as I make my way to the living room.
“Where have you been? You reek of dog,” my sister Riley states. While hers and Grams sense of smell wasn’t as sharp as mine, they were still pretty good.
I chose to ignore my sister and make my way to the shower. Grams would know something if I let Kristoff’s scent linger. Even just the brief contact Kris had with my hand seemed to engulf his scent around me. “I am taking a shower, then heading to bed.”
Riley shakes her head, “No can do, big sis, Grams called an emergency meeting. She should be here in about five.”
That was enough time to shake the scent, but not enough to allow my thoughts to settle before seeing her. “Okay, I will shower then be back
I break my eye contact to note the new voice. “Ah, yes, Mr. Jamieson’s Beta, Michael.”
“Yes, well do you know where we can find this power source or the materials?”
“Not looking to read the Rites yourself are you?”
“Of course not, Dr. Just want to destroy the items.” He says in a flat tone.
I really need to get out of this room. “Well, gentlemen, they can find power from anyone willing to sell theirs, this you surely already knew. However, the components of the spell is not common knowledge. I can send you what you should be looking for, however I would think that they would not go through normal channels to acquire these items. If that is all.”
My feet start walking, I make it out the door passed the receptionist and I am silently pleading for the elevator to hurry up when I hear, “Rian? Wait.”
It is Kristoff with a determined look on his face. I am the leading doctor in paranormal histories, I know what the zap meant. I refuse to accept it. I am saved by the ping of the elevator opening. I quickly enter and just as quickly push the button to close the door. It starts to close before Kristoff gets to close. Before it shuts completely I hear him growl, “I will find you, Rian.”
Kristoff
“What the hell was that all about, Kris?” Michael threw out as soon as I walked back into the conference room.
“That was my mate making an exit as fast as possible,” I growl.
“Mate? You cannot be serious? She is a witch, that can’t be good for the pack.”
I just look at my beta. “All you need to know is she is mine and she knows more than what she is saying: This should be fun. Michael get me everything you know on the good Doctor.”
Rian
“Damn it!” I mumble as I walk through the door. No one knew I went to the Council. Grams is going to be pissed. She always told me to stay away from the Council. She said that the Council would pick up on who I truly am and try to exploit me. I don’t think Grams knew the extent of the situation. That little zap means something big. This was always the crux of my life. I can’t help it if I am part wolf. I can’t shift, but my wolf is there. My witch genes are just more dominant. My wolf gives me strength, speed and makes my senses sharper. As far as I know, I am the only hybrid in existence.
The no contact with wolves makes sense now. Grams didn’t want me mated to one of them. It isn’t that Grams has anything against werewolves. Plenty of her friends are members of the pack, but what my mom went through meant she sure as hell didn’t want me or my little sister around them. I guess I should have done more research about who would be in attendance at the Council meeting. “I am home,” I called out as I make my way to the living room.
“Where have you been? You reek of dog,” my sister Riley states. While hers and Grams sense of smell wasn’t as sharp as mine, they were still pretty good.
I chose to ignore my sister and make my way to the shower. Grams would know something if I let Kristoff’s scent linger. Even just the brief contact Kris had with my hand seemed to engulf his scent around me. “I am taking a shower, then heading to bed.”
Riley shakes her head, “No can do, big sis, Grams called an emergency meeting. She should be here in about five.”
That was enough time to shake the scent, but not enough to allow my thoughts to settle before seeing her. “Okay, I will shower then be back
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