0148
Abraxas
"Well, is it an option?" She asks, growing frustrated when she doesn't get an immediate answer.
"No Neah, of course that is not an option." Damien tells her. "You have been bound four times. You should be dead and somehow you survived it. If you do it again, it might actually kill you this time."
"I'm not talking about me. I'm asking if binding her is an option, has it ever been done?" Her head twitches and she closes her eyes. The darkness keeps seeping in and out as she fights against her inner spirit, but now I finally see how it's working.
It seeps into her cracks, working its way through them like it's following the bends of a river. But it meets its end with nowhere to go and the darkness is forced to try a different route until it ebbs back.
The cracks don't meet and it forces her Lycan to push more. Is that what she wanted? To try and break her in any way possible. I had never seen the darkness work so strategically. The darkness of someone's soul doesn't usually have a mind behind it. It doesn't have a chance to hover and develop for years and years.
And I couldn't help but wonder what her Lycan's plan was. Turn her Rogue and then what? She would be incapable of leading anyone, unless she convinces others to go Rogue. The world would be fucked.
"She's not been with you for long, has she?" I needed a better understanding.
"Before I was pregnant." Her scowl deepens. "Less than two years. Why?"
"And you are twenty three now?"
"Yes, why? What does that have to do with anything."
Years and years her Lycan has had to stew, trying to break through. Her Lycan must be angry that it's taken so long to be able to speak to Neah. Because the reality is, they are always there. They just can't get through until the host comes of age. And in Neah's case, it had taken even longer.
"Trying to fill in the gaps." I murmur
"Well?" She asks me, staring at me with big blue eyes. "Please tell me it's possible!"
I shake my head. It's not something I was aware of, even throughout the history of Hunter's knowledge.
But then her bloodline is rare too.
I will have to ask surfer boy about that book that's allegedly written by her ancestor. See if there are more clues about her. "So it will happen. At some point, I will become the very thing I hate." Her face falls and her eyes become glassy with tears.
I was expecting Damien to chime in and tell her that we would figure it out. But even he is silent, wondering if what she is saying is true.
The black of her soul continues to retreat until it's at the edges again. I knew her Lycan could hear every word I was saying which is mostly why I hadn't spoken to Neah about what Nyx was doing to her.
I didn't want to give her Lycan any ideas and I would really prefer it if I didn't have to put Neah down in order to stop her.
I wouldn't get all my answers if she was dead. I wouldn't be able to prepare Dorothy for the future Lycan Alpha's that she will need to deal with.
"So what can she do?" Damien asks
"Thought you didn't believe me." I cock a brow at him
"Not about the other stuff, but I can't deny the knowledge you have on Lycans." He mutters in annoyance. I could see it was taking a lot for him to admit it. Even if he did want to hit me the entire time.
"I need to look at my families recordings." I mutter, maybe there was something I was missing.
"I need to see my boys." Neah puffs
Damien gives her a smile. "I think that is a great idea. I will take you to them."
"Stay with her." I add as they head out, if she was going to turn Rogue, everyone needed to be ready.
Everyone thought standard Rogues were bad, dealing with one that has a bloodline like hers will be something else entirely.
As they head off to wherever her sons are being kept, I return to the training hall. Dane is still talking to the Lycans as Eric and Klaus chat to some pups.
A shiver goes down my spine. The last time I had been surrounded by this many Lycans, I had been hunting Blair.
I guess it's my gut that's making me feel a little off. Hunting is in my blood and to not be slaughtering this breed was more difficult than I had expected it to be when they are so readily available
Tension builds as the Lycans take note of my return, but so far, not one of the Lycans in here showed problems or appeared to be a threat. Their souls are clear and I'm almost annoyed. Even Blair's family were crystal clear.
"Do I need to go to her?" Dane asks as I stop by him.
"Damien is keeping her company."
"Look at that, you used his name." He scans the crowd. "Are we good here?"
"Annoyingly, yes."
"Good." He turns to the people. I see how he hesitates as he prepares to make Neah's speech. "Neah has said that if you do not wish to help her, she understands and you are free to go. If you are staying, you can follow me to accommodation."
The last few days had seen the Wolves clearing trees and knocking up log cabins at the side of the pack in preparation. I told them it was a stupid idea, but apparently, the idea had come from Neah and I said no more.
There are mutterings between the adults and Ryken steps forward. "We are all in agreement." He does a final check in with his mate, Blair's mother, who nods her head. "Blair needs to be stopped."
Blondie and surfer boy lead them to the log cabins as Dane stays behind with me. "I know what I feel when it comes to Neah, but I need you to tell me the truth. How bad is it?"
"Really fucking bad." I say calmly and I see his shocked face. I explain to him what I saw, about the darkness using the old trauma cracks to creep in. "I thought she had more control over her Lycan. But it turns out, the unconnected cracks are what is stopping it." "Damien and Mallory..."
"They don't have cracks like Neah. They have some small ones from their time as humans, but nothing like Neahs. Nyx is using the cracks. At first I thought she was using them to take over Neah, but I think she is trying to fill them. Make them whole. Make them hers." "To embed the darkness in her."
"Something like that. But she did make a request. Something that I don't have the answer to."
"What?"
"She asked if her Lycan could be bound."
He stares at me with wide crimson eyes. They slowly narrow until they are slits. "It will kill her."
"That's what we said. But she isn't asking for herself to be bound. She's asking for her Lycan to be shut down. In theory, if we could do that, she would still have a strong bloodline. She would still be in charge of the others. She would still be able to heal and do all the other Lycan things. She just wouldn't have a nagging voice in her head. Like everybody else."
"And it still might kill her! She has been through enough."
"And it's far from over. You are inviting more Lycans into your home, Dane. Do you really think having them here to defeat Blair is going to be the end? For all you know, Blair could be working on her own plan. Maybe she even has people on her side already. None of us know." I hold up a finger, because from his expression, I could see a question forming.
"I may know a lot about Lycans. I may have spent most of my life hunting them. I may also be able to see and read souls. But I can't see those of the people that are not here. What I can do is some digging."
"You should speak to Klaus. He's pretty good at finding information."
"Perfect. I will go find him."
"And don't call him surfer boy. You might just get the punch you've been waiting for!"