AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“What is she using it for, then?” Mike asked.
“I don’t really know,” Patricia sighed. “But I do know that she is nowhere near as crazy as Cora was.”
I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. “I hope you are right.”
“I am,” Patricia said calmly.
I moved my gaze toward the fire. Their bodies were almost gone. The smell was awful. If adrenaline wasn’t still pumping inside my veins, there would be no fucking way I would be able to stand here and smell this.
“What do you think he meant when he said that this isn’t over?” Mike mumbled the question that has been bugging me.
I tensed up and growled. Mike looked at me.
“I have no fucking idea,” I said. “That is why I wanted to stay behind. I needed to make sure he was gone. I wanted to make sure his body was gone.”
“Do you think he could somehow come back?” Mike mumbled, staring at me wide-eyed.
I shrugged. “I don’t know. It would be hard to do that when there is nothing left of his body. And I’m making sure there won’t be anything left.”
Patricia stayed quiet. She kept staring at the fire, not moving a muscle.
After a while, the fire started dying out. The only things left were ashes and a few bones. Patricia kneeled and removed a locket from around her neck. She opened it and grabbed a little bit of ash from the spot where Victor lay. She placed the ashes in the locket, closed it, and put it back around her neck.
“What are you doing?” Mike asked, confused.
“Just a little reminder that the fucker is gone,” she said coldly.
I glanced at Mike, who was looking at Patricia like she was crazy. Maybe she was. Who was I to judge?
“We should scatter the ashes around,” Mike said after a few moments of silence.
I furrowed my eyebrows. “Why?”
“I read somewhere that you can resurrect someone if you gather their ashes,” he said, looking up at me. “It is probably not true, but we can never be safe enough.”
I stared at him for a few moments, trying to decide what to do. Could it be done? It sounded crazy, but, hell, I couldn’t risk it. If there was even a small chance he could come back, I had to stop him. He would never get close to my mate again. I would make sure she was happy and safe.
“What the hell,” I mumbled and walked over to the pile of ashes.
Mike handed me a big tree branch and we spent a good ten minutes scattering the ashes around the field. Let’s see you come back now, you sick fuck.
I threw the branch away and looked over at Mike. “Let’s go home.”
He nodded, and we started walking back. Patricia followed us, not saying a word.
I didn’t even realize how far away we were from the cabin. Even though I was practically running, it took us about fifteen minutes to walk back. I had to go back to my mate. I missed her like crazy.
I ran inside the house through the backdoor. I saw Gabriel sitting at the dining table. There was a cup of coffee in front of him, and he held his head in his hands.
“Gabe,” I called him. “What’s wrong?”
He looked up at me and sighed. His eyes held sadness.
“It’s Zack,” he mumbled.
I held my breath and looked over at Mike and Patricia, who came in behind me. They were staring at Gabriel, waiting for him to explain further.
“Is he dead?” I asked quietly, looking back at Gabriel.
