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Oct. 10th, "Bring the wolf"
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"Bring the wolf." The voice boomed into the night.
Dane spun back around. The big Haitian had stepped forward. "Marie will take him."
He caught sight of ___________'s hair then, blowing in the breeze. A breeze, shit-- where had that come from?
____________ ran toward him, her face stark white. "She'll help us."
Hot damn.
"Piers, Dane, bring him in!"
Carefully, he and Piers lifted __________. The alpha's head hung limply and his eyes never opened.
They'd taken four steps when he heard the crunch of gravel. Dane glanced back. The woman-- still didn't know her name-- was outside of the van, and the ropes were at her feet.
"Don't go in there!" She stared at the line of white with narrowed eyes. "Don't trade with her-- just let him go!"
She meant let him die.
No.
She shook her head and backed away slowly. "You already have enough enemies after you. Do you really need more?"
"Get out of here, Karen," _________ said. "This isn't your call to make."
What the hell? __________ knew her?
Karen turned and ran into the night.
Dane's shoulders stiffened as they approached the house. Piers was heading in first, his hold on __________'s feet and--
Piers froze. No, not just froze. The guy seemed to slam into some kind of brick wall.
"He can't enter." The Haitian. He pushed Piers out of the way and grabbed __________'s feet. "Too much of the beast inside. Wanting to break free, is he?"
Piers growled. "I'm not letting you take--"
"You know you're losing contril." A woman's voice rang out, lifting and rolling like the man's. "How long will it be..." A small woman appeared, skin dark, her eyes blue--blind. Marie Dusean. "Before you lose yourself."
The breeze was back, stronger now.
Marie turned her stare onto Dane. "You look like the pain is too much now." She shook her head. "You won't make it inside either. Not with the demon on your back."
What the hell?
"You'll have a choice," she whispered to him. "Go back to the shadows and screams, Dane, or--"
Another man tried to shoulder him out of the way. His hold tightened on _____________.
"He's dying," ___________ whispered, her hands wrapping around his. "Just let her take him."
That blind stare of Marie's was still on him. "Screams or sacrifce, Dane. Choose."
He let _________ go.
Marie's men took ___________ inside. ___________ hurried after them. Fuck this, he was going, too. Dane barreled forward--
And seemed to slam into the same invisible wall that Piers had hit.
"Evil can't cross my line," Marie's voice floated back to him.
Line? He looked up and down-- and saw the line of red dust. And wait-- had she said evil? Dane glanced at Piers. Since when in the hell were they evil.
Too much of the beast inside.
His fist slammed into nothing, but it sure as shit felt like he's just punched a solid wall.
They lowered ________ onto a table. Candles were placed at his feet, his head, and near his bound hands.
"Why are you tying him down?" __________ asked.
"So he doesn't kill us," the Haitian--Maxime-- said quietly.
"He can barely move." Wasn't moving. "Why would you need to--"
Marie threw a gray liquid onto _________. Her chants filled the room. The clouds left her eyes and the blue sharpened, too bright, glittering....
A howl tore from ________. He arched up, nearly ripping his binds apart. Silver began to leak from the deep wounds on his body.
"Hold him," Maxime ordered.
___________ jumped forward. Her hands pressed down on ___________'s chest. He eyes opened, burning as brightly as Marie's, and they locked on her. "_________..." The broken rasp of his voice.
"You're okay," she told him, talking quietly babbling.
"She's getting the silver out, you're going to be fine, you're--"
He sagged back against the table. His eyes still stared up at her, but he-- he was gone.
Dead?
"__________"
He didn't move.
__________'s gaze flew up. Marie had her hands in the air, chants came now, fast, but low. "What's happening?" ___________ demanded.
Marie kept chanting.
"Dammit!" ____________ tore her hands away from ___________.
"What's--"
The binds snapped, and he surged off the table.
"Hold him!" Maxime yelled.
She turned back to him, but ________ was already changing. The snap and crunch of bones filled her ears. His body convulsed, twisting, heaving, as fur burst over his skin.
"Reach for the beast," Marie said. "Control him."
___________ took a breath and tried to find a psychic link with his wolf. __________?
Pain hit her, tearing apart her insides, ripping, burning...
___________ fell to the floor.
"Hold him," Marie murmured. "Hold the spirits close, don't let them go."
Spirits. The pain had tears leaking from her eyes. Shifters had two souls, two spirits inside of them. Man and beast. She could feel them both right then. The savage pain of the beast. The fury of the man. Both buffeting her.
__________, stay with me.
A small cloud appeared before her mouth, as if she were cold, and suddenly ________ was shuddering because the temperature in the room seemed to have dropped about fifty degrees.
"Hold him tighter," Marie's voice rose. "Don't let go!"
Did she mean hold him psychically? Hold him physically? Sarah forced herself to move, to crawl back to the table. The psychic link had broken because the wolf was gone and only the man remained. She grabbed his arm. Ice cold.
__________ tried to find his mind, but with the wolf gone, she coudn't connect with him.
"Will you bind with him?" Marie's whisper floated to her.
__________ glanced up. Maxime was at her side. "What does that mean?"
"If you want him to live, you bind." Marie grabbed her left hand. Stretched it out and turned her wrist up. "Do you bind?"
If it meant __________ lived, then ... "Y-yes."
Maxime yanked out a knife and slashed her exposed flesh. ___________ didn't even have enough breath to scream right then.
"He lives... that's what you want?"
Why the hell was Marie asking that? Wasn't it obvious? "Yes!"
"You live, he lives..."
Marie's fingers smeared the blood over _________'s arm. Then the mambo lifted her blood-stained fingers into the air and seemed to paint letters. "He dies ..."
No!
The bright blue of Marie's eys began to fade. "Then you die."
All of the candles sputtered out. The darkness swept over her, and the last sound ___________ heard was the growl of the wolf.