Page 38 of Whispered Warnings: Part One

I sigh happily, but sleep doesn’t come, I don’t feel as relaxed as I usually do, and I am reluctant to admit why. Finally, after several long minutes of tossing and turning, I admit that my kitsune, hell, I want to be closer to Neith. I can’t stop playing the moment that she got stabbed in the heart over and over again. It’s why I reacted the way that I did when she showed up bleeding, it happened too close to when she died, and I hadn’t yet dealt with that. It was one of the reasons anyway.

I know that I’m not going to be able to sleep until I am closer to her, so that I know if anything happens. The only way that I am going to do that is if I sleep outside her door, it may be a little unconventional but I can make sure that I have moved before she wakes up in the morning so she has no need to find out that I’m weird enough that I couldn’t sleep without being close.

I shake my head, yeah this is probably one of the crazier things I have done, I think as I push myself up and get off the bed, making my way over to my closet to grab some pyjamas because on the off chance that she does catch me it will be slightly less weird if I am wearing clothes and not naked, I hope.

Please don’t wake up and find me outside the door.

I pull on some loose fitting shorts, and forgo a shirt because it's bad enough that I have to wear clothes. Normally I refuse to wear more than I have to at night, which is why I usually sleep naked. Grabbing my cover off my bed and my pillow, I figure I can wrap myself up like a burrito and that way I’ll stay warm,and the floor will be a bit padded, failing that I’ll just sleep in my kitsune form.

I quietly open the door and then make my way down the hallway, when I turn the corner that leads to her hallway I pause, someone has had the same idea as me, and I honestly couldn’t guess at this point which one of my brothers it is, it could be any of them. We are all as equally enamored with Neith for different reasons. I challenged anyone not to be after they have spent time in her presence.

Getting closer, I smile as I realize exactly who it is, I should have known.

“Couldn’t sleep?” Raiden asks me, his eyes popping open.

I shake my head as I settle down next to him, “Nope, I kept seeing that damn knife go into her heart.”

“Same,” Raiden replies. “I don’t think I have ever been so scared in my life; I was prepared to pull her soul back.” I hesitate in my reply, and of course, he picks up on it and asks, “What is it?”

“I was thinking,” I start.

“Careful,” he smirks.

I roll my eyes and continue, “You kicked off a hell of a lot of power when you saved her, and there is a chance that Ransom’s wards may not have been enough to stop the Reaper Council from noticing.”

Ransom stills but nods, “Yeah, I thought that too.”

“So, just in case they call you to the council, which we are all following you to, and they can try to stop us,” I say fiercely before clearing my throat and continuing, “just in case, wouldn’t it be better if you started to use and practice with your other magic, so that if they demanded it of you, it’s less of a shock and you are prepared. Practice around us. There is absolutely no pressure, and if you tell me to fuck off right now, then that’s fine. I won’tbring it up again, and I completely understand. I just thought I would suggest it.”

He is silent for a moment, thinking over my words which is a good thing because it means that he is at least open to the idea and isn’t shutting down completely which is a massive step forward compared to how he used to be if this subject was ever brought up.

He sighs, “I think you are most likely right. There is a good chance that the council will have felt the power surge, and with the tier that my power level makes me, they are going to want to summon me. The question is when, they work on a different time scale to everyone else, so it could be days or months before they summon me.” He replies, “They will not take no for an answer if I refuse to reveal my power to them, and they are not above using those I love to force me to use it. I would much rather be prepared and have a handle on what I am capable of before that happens, and if it doesn’t happen, then at least I am whole again.”

I smile, happy that he’s agreeing. “Didn’t realize how much you were missing, huh?”

He shakes his head, “No, it was incredible. What color are my wings?”

“Black, like your hair, when the moon hit your feathers, they shimmered blue, purple, and like this dark green, they were fucking awesome,” I say.

Raiden has gone statue still, in a hushed voice he replies, “Are you sure? All reapers have cream, white or beige wings.”

I nod, “I know man. I’m guessing you don’t know the significance of having black ones?”

Chapter Thirteen

River

He shakes his head, “No, I don’t know.”

“It’s okay. We will figure it out, and we can take it one day at a time when it comes to your other magic. If it starts to get too difficult, and then you be honest, and you fucking tell us, got it?” I ask.

“Got it,” Raiden replies, “thanks man.”

“No worries, I am excited to see what you can do,” I reply.

He chuckles, “Me too. Since when did you get so insightful?”

“Fuck off,” I grin, grabbing my pillow and launching it at his face. He ducks at the last minute, and the pillow hits Neith’s door above his head.

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