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The Vision

"The numbers are looking promising, Mr. Bells, congratulations." I say while lifting my eyes off the report I have at hand, a genuine yet professional smile on my face, and the middle aged human is quick to reciprocate, I must admit, I am so pleasantly surprised with how good this project has turned out and how well Mr. Bells has managed it.

Mr. Bells is a nice human in his late forties, honest and hardworking, all the good qualities you can aspire to find in humans, I don't understand why other werewolves hate working with them, I mean, they do get a bit annoying sometimes with their unexplainable paranoia and sense of injustice for being the weakest kind, but I find them to be the most peaceful one to work with, which is what I have been doing.

A werewolf base in the human lands, specifically, the human lands near the vampire zones, with everything our warriors can possibly need, all disguised as a low budget commercial zone, with a big mall, stores, clubs, motels, anything one would think they'll find in a small town, it will serve well in not just monitoring our enemies and gathering inputs, but also to defend the pack lands before the leaches even manage to step into it, all while bringing additional income to the pack.

"It would've been impossible if it wasn't for you, Miss Woods." The old man says nicely and I can't help but blush at his kind words, it feels nice to be appreciated by someone, be it a human or another, for I have been working my ass off for this project to work, and all I receive from the pack members is foil.

Why working this hard on this base one may ask? It is my way to help Axel dominate more lands and keep an eye and ear on everything, especially the vampire covin on the eastern area, they might have shown us peace for the past few years, but unlike his father, Axel always believed that this peace is just a time buying trick, therefore, I suggested this whole project, a base for our pack in the neutral lands, just to be prepared and aware of any possible threat before it knocks on our doors.

And as it seems, the project is doing much better than what I have anticipated it to do, werewolves from other packs as well as humans liked this place better that the ones owned by vampires, even when it was a whole less fancy and sophisticated, I guess it is because hating vampires is the only thing humans and werewolves can agree on.

Good for me.

"I am looking forward for the next few months." I stand up and handshake with Mr. Bells who looks just as enthusiastic as me about this project, he even suggested some enhancements here and there which I welcome, unlike the pack members, the man believes in me, and because I am not a werewolf, he doesn't see me as a threat or an intimidation, making our communication that much easier.

"Me too, Miss Woods." The man's smile is radiant like a lamp, but for some reason, I suddenly can't feel the warmth coming from him, not that it isn't there, but just as if it was blocked by something, I focus on his face, his mimics are slowed down, and so is the movement of his hand which he is lifting to place on my shoulder, the whole thing seems as if time is running slowly, and I know exactly what this is...

A vision...

I am seeing his death, his very near death.

I want to scream, to shout, to chase death away and protect the kind human but I can't, my breaths are frozen inside my lungs, my voice is caged inside my throat, and my entire body is paralyzed, I can't even blink or close my eyes to not see what is coming, I am forced to see, to look at death snatching another good person from this life.

And then it happens, his hand lands on my shoulder and the whole scene morphs into a bloody one, trees, fire, smoke, blood, screams, shadows in the corners jumping from one tree to another, and then there he was...Mr. Bells.

"Miss woods? Are you okay?" I am unexpectedly pulled out of my vision and back into present, the first thing I see is the old man's concerned face, consistently asking me if I am okay, and sure enough, my knees had given up on me at some point and now I am sitting on the office' ground.

"I...I am, Mr. Bells, It is just period cramps." And yes, that is what I said, strange, I know, but it guarantees that no one would ask about my weird behavior.

"Just be more careful, Miss Woods, I am looking forward to see you again." I bid the kind man goodbye and then leave the office, trying my hardest to look as natural as possible, Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!!

Why Mr. Bells?

I have to tell Axel! About this vision, about my dream, for this is no longer a coincidence.

The trees surrounding Mr. Bells body, they are the same from the northern woods, the same that surrounded the strange girl, and I had the same eerie feeling about the whole situation.

A threat coming from the northern borders and it is killing humans first.

Jumping in my car, I started driving as safely fast as possible, Axel told me earlier that we will be meeting with the witches in the pack's facility near the southern borders, which reminds me that I still have this meeting to worry about.

White witches...I am so not looking forward for meeting with them, despite the fact that I haven't met any witch before in my life, be it black or white, I just don't like them, something about them being able to control things and fates and events with their magic, sometimes without even being in the same room, scares the hell out of me.

Maybe it is related to my childhood, it is true that I barely remember anything from back then, but I do remember being surrounded by all kinds of monsters, and who knows, maybe there was a sorceress or two among the crowd.

The question now is, how can I convince Axel and the others to... scratch that, the question is, what do I want to tell them about this whole situation? I myself can't decipher it fully, and even though Axel is a gentleman, he will not appreciate me wasting his time under such circumstances, if I am going to present him with fears and problems, then I must at least have the explanations and solutions in my other hand.

But I don't, which makes me more furious at myself, for being this useless, I don't have anything to help, I never did, except for this unerring sixth sense, especially when it comes to deathly situations, but it was never this unclear, as if there is a distant danger, just waiting for our wrong move to emerge from the shadows.

A non direct threat, a sequence of wrong decisions at the right time, that is what it is, and I must at least let Axel know about it.

Parking in front of the facility, I grab my bag and head inside the building, smiling nicely at the guards who smile back at me, it is true that they don't consider me as one of their own, but truthfully, I have never been awfully mistreated or abused, I was just side casted and left alone, Yeah, and occasionally bullied by the annoying pups, which is a pain in the ass but much better than being enslaved.

The facility is still the same as I remember it, white marble floors that match the walls, black and grey modern furniture, quite and almost empty, this is where the alpha meets with the guests away from the pack's eyes, usually with other unfriendly alphas or different night creatures.

Not wasting my time, I head straight to the second floor where the Alpha's study is, knocking gently, I turn the nub when I hear him giving me permission to enter.

There he is, looking flawless in his grey suit, hair combed neatly, making him appear older than his age as well as wiser and more experienced, I know what he wanted when he decided to go for this look, to intimidate the witches without threatening them, the witches are perennial creatures, and the ones that would meet us today could be hundreds of years old, and I doubt that they would want to be addressed by an Alpha who looks like a...

A very delicious desert with melted chocolate all over his flexed a...

"You are late!" Axel cold voice pulls me out of my thoughts, I involuntarily flinch at his tone, wondering why he is this mad at me, looking down at my watch, I notice that I am in fact two minutes early.

"I am sorry, Alpha!" Bending my head down in submission, I wait until he invites me to sit, not taking any risks while he is a such a sore mood, I feel my eyes pricking, but I resist the urge to cry, fuck, I never allow myself to cry in front of anyone, but everything that happened these past few hours is finally getting to me, and I hate it.

"No, no, I am sorry, Ora" I look up to meet his beautiful face, regret written all over it, Goddess, I love him.

"It is okay, you seem stressed."

"I am, my wolf is restless and acting like a siren inside my head, I can barely focus on anything, and I don't even know why!"

"Is it because of yesterday's events?" How do I know that I am completely whipped? Thanks to the way my heart aches for him whenever he is not feeling well, just like now.

"I don't think so, I was okay all night and this morning as well, it only started a couple of hours ago..." Sighing as if he is in pain, Axel looks at me with brotherly affection, something which I don't know whether to love or hate.

"The witches are going to be here any second, What took you so long?"

"I just visited Mr. Bell to check on our business, and Axel, I need to talk to you a out something..."okay, how to say it now? With his eyes fixated on me and a frown on his face, just start from the beginning, the feeling, the nightmare, and the vision, I tell myself and take a deep breath and then open my mouth.

"It is all related to yesterday's events and the body we found, Axel, I don't think.…" I go on with my explanation for a full minute before noticing that his attention isn't on me, if anything, he looks as if he is not even in the room with me, lost in his own thoughts...

"Axel, are you liste.…"

"She is here...she is here...

My mate is here..."

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