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He stared at me for a long moment. The phone stopped its buzzing, only to light up again and begin to vibrate.
"Fine," he replied. "I'll be back."
He spun around and began to walk down the hall. His next step had him vanishing through a portal that left me staring out at the spinning silver vortex that disappeared seconds later.
"I wonder how powerful of a warlock he is,"my wolf quietly wondered."That mere spike feels enough for him to be a part of the Coven. I’m intrigued to know why he isn't."
They don't like hybrids, remember? I'm sure they only accepted Aurelia because she's a Clementine.
"They don't accept hybrids and yet one of her parents has to be a wolf shifter for her to be half-wolf half-witch."
It's probably the father who's the wolf and the motherwho's awitch. Mother in the Coven after generations of their family line being a part of the Coven would mean more. There's probably some sort of tradition they need to fulfill, though I'm intrigued by the role she's going to play in all of this.
"Still thinking about what that commander stated?"
He fed us a bunch of information we've yet to confirm or inquire about. It's definitely going to lead us to some steep stepping stones, but if we crack down on what they're trying to accomplish, we have hope in protecting Willow.
"I feel like Viktor holds powerful connections thanks to his magic,"my wolf voiced."Could be used to our advantage if we struggle to figure out what the Coven wants with Willow."
He had a point, and I wondered if Viktor carried other connections aside from his loyalty to Willow and once Roberto.
Opening the door slowly, I slipped through the crack of the door to enter the dark room. Closing it lightly behind me, I focused on the bed that cradled Willow.
The first sight left me in a state of tranquility as she continued to sleep in the large king-size bed. She was lightly covered in a thin sheet of silk, her body lying on her right side with her back facing the windows, which left me getting the full view of her immaculate face.
She actually looked at peace, which only brought a sense of calm. Our pack run didn't really go as planned, but I wouldn't deny how utterly majestic Willow looked in her wolf form.
So free, so full of light, and her body glowed with magic. I wondered whether she was unconscious through the entire thing or got a glimpse of the world we saw through the eyes of our wolves. Regardless, we all saw how grateful she was.
The happiness was reflected in her eyes when she united with Neo's and Onyx's wolves - the three of them having a playful moment before she somehow found us. I expected her to follow Dimitris's orders once she’d shifted, but she completely ignored them, racing through the land like she owned the very soil.
I felt as though she didn't mean to ignore us, and the others agreed that it had to be her energy that was so high in her wolf form that was interfering with our pack communication. It happened in hybrid wolves, especially when they carried intense magic, which only left me more curious because Willow wasn't a born witch like Aurelia.
At least that's what we could assume.
What hit all of us was when she somehow found the high cliffs and reached the very top to look at the moon. All of us had caught up to her when she suddenly shifted back - her energy depleted after running so swiftly and from such a far distance.
Her speed would be dangerous on the battlefield because she moved at what some would refer to as vampire speed, and that alone was a lethal advantage on the playing field.
None of us expected her to look so mesmerizing underneath the moonlight, the full rays of the Pink Moon washing over her as tears sparkled in her eyes.
Dimitris was the one to approach first, shifting back and using his coat to cover her up. It wasn't like he wanted to hide her nakedness, but he knew from her trembling body that she was completely drained, and her temperature would further drop if he didn't warm her up.
"You did well, Willow."
Hearing Dimitris’s words to Willow seemed to bring a sense of closure to the pack. Maybe none of us noticed it prior to that very moment, but whatever bitterness was lingering from Dimitris's unintentional rejection of Willow finally faded away, and with it brought immense gratitude that flooded our bond.
I doubted Willow realized how strongly her emotions filtered through our connection, but as she broke down to cry her eyes out, we couldn't stand there and watch. We had to be there with her, to wrap her up in the comfort of our bodies so she knew that from this moment onward, she wasn't alone.
No one would be able to walk over her or even belittle her place in this world. She was one of us now - a part of our bowl of Forbidden Fruit, and only a few individuals were allowed to pick at us without consequences.
By the time she calmed down, she was already asleep in Dimitris's arms, and that was enough for us to come back to our new safe house.
Onyx took care of bathing Willow, something that had to be a clear habit because she looked beyond comfortable while her skin practically glowed with the soft illumination coming from the windows.
She needed a few days off because she deserved it, but I wondered if we'd get that luxury.
Walking up to the bed, I slowly sat upon the edge to stare at her up close - those inhales and exhales evenly spaced as she slept so peacefully.
