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Later, I decided to leave him when it became apparent that we would need the food, and I was getting hungry too. I took a dose from his vial, and my eyes lit up, and all my senses prickled. I wouldn’t go far from the bothy, and I took a deep smell of the air. I couldn’t get a sniff of a werewolf or human. That didn’t mean they weren’t close, but I wouldn’t make a bet on it. Besides, I would hear whatever went on.
A couple of feet from the bothy, I found my quarry. A litter of rabbits scurried past me, and I dashed for their mother, catching it by the leg and snapping off the neck immediately. It barely even squealed or knew what was happening before it was dead. I watched the little litter run around and find their way deeper into the woods. I walked back, and he was still sleeping. Peaceful with the calm of a child on his face. I had watched him fight, and he had fought me. I have never seen anyone as skillful as he was. It was like he could see into the future and predict my moves. That goes beyond just being a werewolf. That is being a fighter. James had trained us to be better fighters and told us that would separate us from the other werewolves out there. There would be werewolves as strong as us, as fast as us, and when we fought them, the only edge we would have over them is to be a better fighter. Figure out your opponent's strengths and weaknesses ina fight, starve them of strength, and make them focus on their weakness. It gives you an immediate advantage.
That was what he did to me. I was reliant on my speed and reflexes, but he made it moot by mirroring it. Now, I had to rely on my strength, and he used my own strength against me. It was both impressive and frustrating to think about. He had beaten me effortlessly.
He stirred in his sleep, and I dropped the rabbit, walking to him. His eyes flickered open, closed again, and then finally, they opened. They stared right into me.
He smiled a bit and turned around, croaking in pain. He had recovered faster than I thought he would.
“That was painful. Getting beat by a human. Humiliating,” he said.
I chuckled a bit as I took a seat beside him. My pendant was hidden beneath my clothes, and I just watched his. He was fine now, and he would be able to travel within the next hour once he finished eating—the perks of being a werewolf.
All his wounds were healed, and he had just a tiny scar on his side. I knew that was going to happen. He looked all over his body and was seemingly satisfied with all he saw.
“Thank you,” he told me.
I shrugged. “I told you that you weren’t taking me back to Nillport.”
He sighed and rested against the wall. “What is this place?”
“Some shelter. I found it just in time.”
“Is it safe?”
“For now. They will be back, though. Humans and werewolves alike.”
“What game is Viper playing?”
“The one where he wins at all costs. And one where you are collateral damage.”
“Coming for me isn’t going to end well for him.”
“Maybe, but he doesn’t care. I bet he expected you had killed me, which was why he sent the human hunters. They were supposed to kill you, and then the deal he made with you never happened.”
“He’s a despicable person.”
“He’s always has been. But we have more pressing issues. Issues more serious than Viper. Than the hunters after the two of us.”
I said and sat down before I told him about it. He looked at me, confused. He couldn’t understand what could be more pending than a threat upon our lives.
Fate. I wanted to tell him.
“Where did you get that?” I asked him, pointing at the pendant on his chest. He noticed it and wrapped his hands around it. I could see that he wanted to hide it away. He was just like me in that aspect, always looking to hide it away.
“I got it,” he said. He wasn’t ready to depart with the truth.
“I need to know,” I told him, my eyes communicating the message that it was important.
He got it and nodded. “It is the only thing I have of my mother that remains. She gave it to me a long time ago.”
“Before she died?”
“Yes, but years before she died. She wanted me to have it, just in case the wind of life took us on different paths. She died a couple of years later, and I had found my pack by then.”
He said, and his face clouded in sadness for a while, but he pushed it off and was now brooding.
“Did she tell you anything about it? Like finding the other half and things like fate.”
