0140
Abraxas
"She adores him." Neah tells me.
I could see that myself.
Dorothy wasn't old enough to use her Hunter abilities, to her, she may have seen the man who saved her, but to me, he is a ticking time bomb and I don't want her anywhere near that.
"Would you let your boys near someone you deemed unsafe? I saw the way you looked at Dane when he stood between me and the Rogue. Two squirming babies in his arms. He put them directly in the line of danger."
"Obviously I wasn't happy."
"You still held it together."
She frowns at me. But it is a frown born of confusion, not anger. If it were anger, she would have that little crease that formed between her brows earlier. Something that surprised me considering I had pointed a gun at her. Even Mallory had acted like she had been jabbed with a taser.
"I'm sorry she did that to you."
An apology was the last thing I expected. She was a little more unpredictable than I first thought. Maybe she was what all the Lycans needed. Maybe she could be the one to keep them all in line.
"It's not your place to apologise. As much as you look like her, you were not the one to slit my family's throats while they were sleeping. You were not the one who took my baby girl and handed her off to fucking humans."
She nods, her eyes flicking to Blondie in the distance. She gives him a tiny shake of the head.
"You knew he was watching, didn't you?" She asks me quietly.
"Yep. He's not the only one. Two back there, hiding in the trees. An older woman is watching me from her bedroom window. The couple down there who are acting like they are on their phones. Plus a few others."
She stares at me with wide eyes as I smile, "I wouldn't be a successful Hunter if I'm unable to tell where the threats are." I muse
"Are you part Witch?"
"Fuck no." Why did they always jump to that? It's not magic. It's a gift that has been built and developed through generations of Hunters. We came preloaded with information and anything we learned got passed on to the next.
She nods and a small smile appears on her face. Her soul glows brighter too. She turns from me. "I need to go and check on something."
I watch her walk away. She is an odd thing. So different from other Lycans. Powerful too but only if her Lycan doesn't ruin it for her.
"Come on then, Blondie, let's hear it. You've been watching me for the last hour." He had been moving closer even after Neah had told him no "Seen anything exciting?"
"You really think you are something special, don't you?"
"Nah," I brush past him and give him a wink. "I know I am."
I duck before his fist hits me, easily swaying out of the way of the following punches.
They always went for the punch first, and always to the face.
Why is it that pack Wolves have become so predictable?
I yawn as he throws another fist in the direction of my face, only this time when I duck, he accidentally hits his mate in the centre of her forehead.
He should really pay more attention of his surroundings
Her feet end up higher than her head as she's knocked through the air. Her brown eyes wide with shock by the sudden impact. Her body crashes onto the ground with a painful crack of something breaking.
"Mal, Mal. Talk to me, are you okay?" Eric drops to his knees by her. Flustered that he had hurt his own mate.
She groans as the bruise on her forehead quickly appears before it starts to heal and I watch her leg snap back into place.
"You made me hit my fucking mate!" Eric growls, getting back to his feet, leaving his mate to groan on the grass.
"Can't say I would hit a woman. But then again, it wasn't me that clonked her in the forehead, was it?"
He growls at me.
"Maybe you need to use your eyes and ears a bit more, Blondie. Take notice of what is going on around you. Maybe tell her it's not such a good idea to stand right behind people, you never know what might come flying your way." "Wanker!" He snaps at me as he sits Mallory up.
I shrug my shoulders, I had been called a lot worse, especially by those at the end of my gun.
Was it my intention for him to hit her? No. Did I enjoy it? Maybe a little.
"Go tell your leader." I muse. "I didn't lay a hand on either of you, so it sounds like a you problem." I spit on the grass and turn to the packhouse. I had missed years with my baby girl, I wasn't about to miss anymore.
Her voice travels through the house. She's giggling about something. It was like music to my ears. A sound that I hadn't heard in so long, it made my chest pound with pure happiness. If only her mother could see her now.
I would come home from a hunt to find my baby wide awake and playing games with her mother.
She was always so excited to see me and my mate would tell me the same thing every single time.
Dorothy couldn't sleep without a goodnight kiss from me. That last night, I never even got to tuck her into bed.
My heart had more than shattered.
It was made one hundred times worse by the fact there was no trace of Dorothy anywhere.
Just a fucking note from Blair with the words, "I win!" She had covered their tracks perfectly.
Following the giggles to the kitchen, I see Dorothy laid on the floor as the Lycan pups crawl all over her.
Her giggles echo throughout the house.
I look at the twins, one identical to Dane while the other had Neah's features. Neither of them had a bad soul, yet. At this age, they have tiny balls of light to reflect their souls, not a millimetre of darkness to be seen anywhere. "She loves playing with them." Dane tells me.
"They are Lycans."
"You have been raised to believe they are all bad. But take it from your kid, they are not all like that."
"The boys are just pups, they haven't developed yet."
"I'm not talking about them. I'm talking about Damien and Mallory. She loves them both." He points to my baby girl.
"Is Daddy mad?" Dorothy asks quietly
"No, I'm not mad." I offer her a smile and drop down to her level. She looks directly at me without returning the smile. Her eyes are just as bright as her mothers.
"Not you, my other Daddy." I feel a tightening around my heart, it feels like it's being crushed
"He's not your Daddy, baby girl."
"Yes he is. He saved me. Daddies save us."
My kid loved a Lycan as though they were family and I hated that.
"Daddy Damien isn't mad." Dane tells her. "He had to go and check on Raven."
"Raven's sad?" Her small voice asks
"Yes."
"Jenson made her sad because he is dying?" She squeezes a little teddy bear to her chest.
Dane goes quiet. He stares at my little girl. I recognise the look, it's the exact same one I get when I say something and they don't understand how I know.
"She hasn't met him has she?" I ask as Dorothy is distected by the boys
"No. She shouldn't know."
"Hunter genes." I murmur with a smile. "And by the look on your face, this isn't the first time she has thrown you a curveball, is it?"
Dane calls for an omega to take the kids away so that we can talk. When they are gone, he gestures for me to sit at the table.
"She makes a few comments, now and again. Nothing major but we started making sure she wasn't in the room, just in case she was paying more attention than we first thought." "You won't be able to hide anything from her. You are lucky she is young, wait until she is old enough to read souls."
His crimson eyes don't give away his surprise, but the straightening of his spine does. "You can read souls?"
"How do you think I know random information? Got any beer?"
He gets up and moves to the fridge, pulling out a couple of bottles.
"That's why you don't like Damien, because of what you can see?" "Bingo!"
"Why do you wind Eric up?"
"Because it's easy. By the way, you might want to check in on him. He gave his mate a cracking punch."
"She's good." I add when he locks eyes with me.
I take a swig as he decides how to reply, when I fire my own question at him. "How long has she been calling herself Kitson?"
"Neah has always been a Kitson."
"Not her, the other one. Kitson doesn't come from her fathers side, but her mothers, passed down like her fancy blood. They shared the same father, correct?"
He nods at me. "What did you know her as?"
"Blair Everwood. It's funny."
"What is?"
"Changing her surname to one that comes from a long line of powerful Lycans. It sounds to me like she is trying to convince people that she is the long lost female Lycan that they all need."