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“Understood,” he says and stands up. “Permission to leave?”
“Granted,” I confirm and watch him walk away.
He’s even yummier now that he’s not so annoying, my wolf says, but I do my best to ignore her insinuations. I don’t have time for this, nor can I afford to have anything with anyone inside the pack. It’s far too dangerous.
The next five hours pass in a blur. I take a shower, get something to eat, then talk to Blaine and Sarah about what to expect from the mission, so we’re all on the same page about the orders we’ve been given. When all is said and done, the time has come for the Dark Hunters to meet the other packs on the north side of the encampment where the storage facilities are along with the highly advanced training grounds.
My pack follows me in two lines, presenting a unified and impenetrable unit. We move and breathe as one, giving the impression of being robots. Other packs are more at ease and relaxed, but I like discipline and order, which is presented in Dark Hunters’ behavior.
“I’ve sent the Lightbringers ahead,” my mother tells me when we arrive, referring to my sister’s pack. “They’ll be doing the inside checks and searching for the witches.”
“We’ll take the van and go to the B-zone,” I say, gesturing with my head to one of the vehicles in our parking lot. “We’ll scout around and make sure that no one comes through there.”
“Sounds good,” my mother confirms, then steps closer and lowers her voice. “Is your Omega ready?”
“He is,” I assure her, truly believing it myself. “He’ll do well.”
“Okay then. Off you go and stay safe,” she says before moving on to the next pack to give them their orders.
I lock eyes with Blaine and indicate for them to follow me. Another Omega hands me keys to the van on the way to the vehicle, and I just pass them along to Blaine. Once the whole pack is loaded in the back like cargo, which I admit isn’t exactly the safest way to move around, but it’s not life-threatening thanks to our healing abilities.
The drive there takes almost an hour and a half. We’re not going toward the city, but further out, while still staying in the same state of New York, which means that these witches are our responsibility. I briefly wonder if any of the Lafayette’s packs might show up to help us clear out the area. Our borders have been rather blurred and confusing before, but now that Prince Gavin is married to Princess Leia, the two kingdoms are seemingly merging into one.
We’d be better under Prince Gavin’s reign, my wolf comments, and I make a low sound in agreement.
Prince Garren is the worst of them all, I reply. He’s a disgusting womanizer and an addict. I’m afraid to even think about what will happen to our kingdom once he ascends to the throne.
The Greys have been weirdly quiet, though, my wolf says, referring to the fact that before the Greys had been all over both wolf and human news, albeit under different titles; lately, they’ve been weirdly absent from any type of media.
“Park there,” I say to Blaine, pointing at the somewhat hidden spot in a back alley. While he maneuvers the van there, I turn to the pack. “Stay alert, keep quiet, and follow orders.”
“Yes, Alpha,” they say as one, including Garren.
We’re all wearing black shirts with long sleeves, black cargo pants, and military boots. None of us are carrying any weapons because we’re deadlier than anything humanity could ever manufacture. Besides, the witches and their spells can only be fought with our own wolf-given abilities.
“Wouldn’t we cover more ground if we split up?” Garren asks from the end of the line, earning himself a dirty look from both of my Betas.
The witches are strong adversaries that are deadly to lone wolves. If we attack them one by one, they’ll overpower us, which is why it’s extremely important that we stay together and move as a pack.
“You forget yourself, Omega,” Sarah hisses. “Stay alert, keep quiet, and follow orders.”
Garren reluctantly nods his head. His silence is thanks to the progress that Blaine made with him, but it’s normal that we can’t expect him to be perfect after only three months. Fortunately, he spoke up at the best possible time because we haven’t yet entered the territory that’s been marked for us.
There are a lot of abandoned buildings around us, most of them belonging to old factories. We’re in an industrial area, so it’s very important to keep our ears open and eyes peeled at the dozens of windows around us.
We clear them one by one, seeing no sign of anyone being here in a very long time. I plan on having us check the few buildings that are left until the end of the block and then double back to keep an eye out for any newcomers. In theory, this would be better done in wolf form, but we’re trying to keep a low profile, which would be a bit hard to do as a wolf.
Without a warning, Tom cries out, breaking the stillness of the eerie silence. I turn around toward where he is, just in time to see his eyes roll back into his head. His body crashes to the ground with a hard thump and begins violently convulsing. White foam comes from his mouth, mixing with blood from his nose and eyes. When the seizure jerks him to the side, I get a clear view of his bleeding ears.
“Don’t touch him,” I order, realizing that while it’s too late for him, we can still save ourselves. A faint chanting reaches my ears, solidifying the growing fear in my heart. We need to act fast. “Shields up!”
As one, the Dark Hunters put impenetrable dark shields around us, its thickness dulling down the sound of the chanting. The witches have seen us first and used the advantage of surprise to attack us. We should’ve put the shields up earlier, but we weren’t sure that they were here and the thickness of our protection dulls our heightened senses.
“Where are they coming from?” Garren asks, raising his voice to be heard above the weird vacuum of darkness we’ve created.
“It must be from one of the buildings,” Blaine replies, his eyes darting from window to window.
We have to take cover, my wolf says, keeping a clear head.
