Page 32 of Whispered Warnings: Part One

“She has an enchanted sword,” Reed mutters incredulously as if it is only just sinking in.

“She also seems to think that she is a weak supernatural,” Doc mutters.

I frown, “I don’t think that she has actually fully come to terms with the fact that she is one, so much has happened that she has had barely any down time.”

“I don’t know, Neith is pretty good at figuring shit out for herself, she might have had enough time when she went on that walk,” Evander replies, he knows her better than we all do, and I hope that he is right.

“Speaking off, you let her walk alone?” Reed demands.

“Dude, we can’t let her do anything, we don’t own her,” Griff starts raising his eyebrow and Reed immediately deflates.

He scrubs a hand over his face, “I know that. She just brings out all of my fucking protective instincts.”

“I think it’s safe to say she does that for all of us,” I point out.

Van chuckles, “Don’t let her hear you say, ‘let her’. She will tear you a new one.”

Reed smirks, crossing his arms over his chest as his power ripples ever so slightly, not enough to cause us any discomfort though, “In that case, I might do just that.”

I snort, the fucker likes that Neith can go toe to toe with him and isn’t scared of him.

“You would,” Doc grins.

“Has she got a glamour on her?” Griff asks suddenly, “Is that why her supe side is only coming out now?”

Ransom shakes his head, “I can’t feel one, and even a really strong one that had a concealment in I would have been able to pick up on.”

“So, it really is only just starting to make itself known,” Griff mumbles.

“It would seem that way,” Doc replies.

“Does anyone have any idea what kind of supe she could be?” I ask, “She doesn’t smell like a shifter, and I haven’t ever heard of one shifting this late in life. Although, she still smells human, most of the time.”

“Most of the time?” Van asks curiously.

I nod, “Yeah, it’s like when we first met her in Bobby’s, and I got caught smelling her. She smells human pretty much all of the time, and then I get a whiff of something other, something more, but I have never smelt anything like it before, so I can’t place it.”

The room is silent as they all contemplate what I have said. I don’t know what it could mean, all I can guess is that it is her supe side, and honestly if that is how she is going to smell whenher supernatural nature is fully revealed then I am fucked, I have no idea how I will fucking concentrate. She smells like fucking home and everything that encompasses.

The guys can tease me all they want about wanting her to wear my scent, but they are just as tied up in knots over Neith as I am.

“I guess, we are just going to have to wait and see, I imagine that her magic is going to let itself known bit by bit,” Doc replies, still frowning.

“I have no idea what kind of supernatural she is,” Evander says. “It worries me that everyone has been sworn to secrecy when it comes to Neith.”

“More than just sworn to secrecy, everyone has been spelled into secrecy,” Ransom replies. “Sully is not a weak supernatural, he is strong as fuck, and he wanted to tell Neith, that was easy to deduce, but he couldn’t. That is some pretty potent fucking magic.”

Chapter Eleven

River

“It’s also worrying,” I agree. “Why? Why is there so much secrecy surrounding Neith? Enough that very strong supernaturals are being silenced.”

Everyone looks confused. None of us know what is going on and how we can help in this situation. Hell, we don’t even know what the situation is. Not really.

“I don’t like not knowing,” Raiden frowns. “I like knowing what we are up against, so I know the best way to combat it or, in this case, help.”

“We know man,” I reply gently.

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