Page 160 of Game of Destiny
“Of course. Keep safe and let me know when you are safe and when we can expect you,” I told her. She promised to be in touch and we ended the call.
“Something is seriously wrong in my old pack,” Finlay said. I nodded.
“We will have to ask what happened when they get here. You should call the council and tell them we have four wolves seeking shelter from your old pack. I don’t want your brother proclaiming them rogue when he discovers they are gone,” I told him. Finlay nodded. If the wolves were made rogue by the council, we needed either the council’s or their former pack’s approval to make them part of our pack. A wolf that was turned rogue also became a different creature. It was like they started to decay from within the moment they turned rogue. I didn’t want that to happen to Martin’s family. Even if the status was revoked and they joined the werewolf society again, the damage could not be reversed.
“I will call them at once,” Finlay promised and reached for his phone.
“I’ll make sure Martin’s house is ready for them.” No one had moved into Martin’s old house. There hadn’t been a need for it. We had maintained it and planned to use it for a guest house. Now it seemed only right to have his family stay there. I mindlinked some pack members and asked them to make sure it was up for the task and fill the fridge with some basic food items. While I listened to Finlay explain the situation to whomever he was talking to, I looked at my phone. Willing it to call so I would know they were safe. Finlay ended his call and pulled me into his lap as he sat with his back against the headboard.
“They won’t make them rogue without listening to their story if my brother asks,” he told me.
“Thank you,” I said and kissed him on his jaw.
“It’s only fair.”
“Should we wake up Matilda?” I asked.
“No, let her sleep. We can let her know when we know what is happening. It’s no use making her worry when we don’t know what we are dealing with.” I nodded and snuggled up to him, still holding my phone. “Get some sleep, Red. You won’t miss the call,” he told me.
“It’s fine. I’m awake and enjoying a snuggle,” I told him as I felt my eyelids getting heavier with each heartbeat. He hummed gently and massaged my neck with one hand. I drifted off to sleep before I could stop it.
Again I woke up from my phone ringing. I answered straight away.
“Bridget?”
“Yes, Luna. We made it out and it doesn’t look like we were followed. We will be in your area early tomorrow morning,” she told me. I gave her the name of the human town I had lived in and asked her to call when they were three hours away from it.
“They are safe,” I told Finlay. I said it more for myself because I needed to hear it, than for letting him know. He would have overheard the conversation.
“Good. Time for bed. I think we need to reconsider my previous statement and tell the pack tomorrow about our guests.” We got comfortable in bed and I got as close to Finlay as I could. This whole thing was worrying me. Something was seriously wrong and it made me uncomfortable that I didn’t know what was happening or how it would affect us.
The next morning we called a pack meeting and explained to the pack what we knew, which wasn’t much.
“We ask that those who still have family and friends in Ocean Shore, don’t reach out all at once. From what we know theywon’t be able to talk about what is happening and we don’t want to alert their top tier that we know something is amiss. I know we all are worried and want more information, but we also need to protect those who might be in danger. Both those who have left and those who are still in the pack,” Finlay told everyone. It was a lot to ask, but it was important.
“We have to be patient and wait until Martin’s family arrives. If they are comfortable with telling us what happened, we will get more information then. If they don’t tell us, we will figure out a way to get information that keeps both this pack and those we care about in Ocean Shore safe,” I added. Everyone agreed and we promised to keep them updated before ending the meeting.
“Did they give any hint about what had happened?” Matilda asked us after.
“No,” I said, shaking my head.
“I don’t like this.” I gave her a hug.
“Neither do I,” I told her. The rest of the day I had a restlessness which grew in me by the hour. No news was good news, I repeated to myself over and over.
“Okay, time to go for a run,” Finlay told me after lunch.
“A run?”
“Red, I can feel how restless you are and I’m no better. Let’s take a run to get rid of the pent up energy. Or we can lock ourselves in the house for a couple of hours,” he told me. I giggled.
“I like both suggestions, but as we have handymen in the house, maybe it’s better to go for a run,” I said. He laughed and took me out to run as wolves in the forest. When we felt exhausted, we returned and tried to work. The call came in the middle of lunch. They were getting close to the meeting place.
“I will take Sam and Jake,” Finlay said.
“And me,” I insisted. He gave me a look, but I wouldn’t back down from this. “It’s Bridget and I who have had thecommunication. If I let the three of you go, I’m not sure it will work out.”
“I’m not going to pick a fight with them,” Finlay said.
