Falling into the White (The Ancients Series) (15 page)

“Jess, you’re not seeing it, because you’ve gotten so close to my brother that he’s poisoned your thoughts about me.”

“The only person who has poisoned me is you, Evan. I can’t believe you could possibly think you haven’t done more damage to yourself than your brother ever has with the few little taunts and jabs he gets in here and there when you’re around. You know what, he doesn’t talk about you when we’re together. You are the one who took this and made it something major. I actually talked to Mikael after my conversation with Clarissa this morning, and asked him if he was seeing anyone else. I told him I would understand because clearly I couldn’t get around dating two of you at once. I would have understood with you too, less so since you had already staked your claim on me, and you knew me seeing your brother wasn’t my choice in the beginning.”

“But it is your choice now?” Evan asked, ignoring everything else I had just said.

I walked over toward the kitchen. “You know what? Everyone here has made mistakes. I’m done making them where the two of you are concerned. So, here’s where we stand… I’m not ready to bond with anyone just yet. For the record, my wolf had no preference between the two of you. I, on the other hand, have to know I can trust the person I am with to remain cool in terrible situations, and to not run at the first sign of trouble.” I had been focused on Evan at that point, but then I continued on. “I need to know tempers won’t get the best of whoever I chose,” I looked at Mikael then. “Or that he will be faithful,” I glared at Evan again. “You put another person into a mix that was already a mess…” My voice cracked, and trialed off because my emotions on the subject were starting to kick in now that the shock was wearing off.

I took a deep breath to steady myself, and then added, “I will continue to see Mikael, because that is my choice. It’s definitely not because I am being forced to. I’m honestly not sure where that will lead just yet, but I am willing to give it a try. Up until this morning I was really still on the fence about a lot of things, but you cleared it all up for me with the choices you made today, Evan.”

“Jess, I didn’t… Please, you need to hear me out!”

“Actually, what I need right now is to not see you, because I am still processing everything, and while I’m doing pretty fucking good at keeping my temper, on the inside I just want to punch you in the face for being so damn stupid and making me resent you.” I stopped and took a breath for a minute. “If there’s someone else in the picture, for either of you, be honest about it. Not just with me, but with yourselves. I’m not that girl. You know, the one who gets cheated on left and right, and sticks by her man because she’s too weak to stand on her own. I won’t do it. I also will not be used as a punching bag for your insecurities. If you’re not happy, then what’s the point in continuing? You’ve made it clear on both counts that you aren’t happy with me.”

“So, you’re really going to do this then? You’re going to date my brother, even though you’ve broken through my father’s hold over you?” He seemed lost for a minute, before he added, “you’re really going to date both of us?”

“Actually, I’m not going to be dating you at all, Evan.” When he sent a scathing look at his brother I continued on. “You’re the one that brought me to this decision. You were my only option in the beginning and you couldn’t accept that. You had to keep throwing insults, and hurting me, and then this latest shit with Clarissa. I don’t even know what to say about that yet.” I was shaking. I needed to get him out of my face before I turned into a damn wolf in Ashley’s apartment. “I need you to leave, because I am seriously about to lose my shit here.” Evan was stunned. “I don’t know, at this point, if we could even salvage a friendship, because you have all but broken me with this crap.” I pointed to the door, “Please, just go, and give me my space right now. Evan looked like he was going to argue, but at the last moment, he stopped, drooped his head, and turned on his heel to leave. He waited at the door for a minute. I suppose he was waiting to see if I was going to kick Mikael out too, and when that didn’t happen, he left without another word.

I turned to Mikael then, because I think most of what I had to say was about Evan, and he needed to hear where I stood with him too. “You’ve done almost everything right, except that you didn’t give me the choice in the beginning. I understand why, because you did talk to me about it. I just need for you to understand that this is my choice now. Everything I said to Evan was true, and it’s nothing you didn’t know already. I saw your face when I said it though. Yes, I was forced into this. Yes, I avoided it to a point that it caused me untold physical pain. But then things changed. I am not deciding this because I was forced to, or because I want the pain to end. When I started getting to know you, I liked what I saw here.” I tapped his chest above his heart. “It also allowed me to get to know the parts of Evan that he was hiding. I already knew your bad side. My best friend is a testament to that.” He winced. “I just need for you to know that I am choosing this. Evan did what he did, but you were already changing my mind before that.” Mikael reached out and pulled me into his arms so fast I didn’t even have a chance to react.

He whispered into my ear, “I never thought…” his voice was full of emotion, and he choked up a little. “Jess, I…” The strain in his voice was pulling at my heart. I moved my hands up to either side of his face, and turned him to look at me. His beautiful emerald eyes were swimming in all the emotion he couldn’t get out verbally. I didn’t know what else to do, so I kissed him. It was just a sweet brushing of our lips together, and then he was pulling me closer, deepening the kiss. Everything Mikael was feeling went into that kiss then. Every brush of his lips, stroke of his tongue, even the pressure from his fingertips pulling me closer conveyed all the things he was having trouble saying.

I couldn’t help the low, rumbling moan that came from somewhere deep in the back of my throat, but it was met with a growl from Mikael as he eased up on his grip. His mouth left mine, but trailed down to plant kisses along my jaw, then my neck, and up to my ear, where he whispered again, “Jess.” Another low growl came from him, “Mine.” The power in his voice as he said it washed over me, along with the scent he was marking me with.

The act of Mikael marking me after that powerful kiss sent my hormones into overdrive, and then it was me, pulling him closer, demanding more. I damn near had his shirt off when something crashed down in the kitchen, and startled me.

“Shit! Sorry!” Ashley yelled from the kitchen, and she sounded oddly breathless.

Mikael laughed. “Sounds like we’re ramping up the whole apartment.” He kissed me softly on my cheek then, and leaned in close one more time. “To be continued…”

“Mmhmm.” I was about to pull him closer again, but my stomach decided to launch into a very loud protest, letting me know that I needed to fill it soon, and stop ignoring it.

“Let’s go get you something to eat.”

“I wonder if Asi left me any pizza?” I grabbed Mikael’s hand and walked him into the kitchen then as Ashley was dragging Asi out of it.

“We need to run to the store. We’re out of coke.” Ashley added, but as she pushed Asi out of the kitchen she turned and flashed me a quick thumbs up, and she was beaming.

“I guess that means you made the right choice?” Mikael was grinning at Ashley’s thumbs up as he spoke.

“Of course, I did.”

WHITE WOLF DREAMS

I was standing there, at the mouth of the hot springs cave. The world felt as though it were shrinking in around me. The forest outside of the cave was dark and unwelcoming. A part of me recognized the foggy quality of my vision for what it was, a dream, but I also knew this felt like something more. As I stood there a familiar tingling sensation washed over me. There was someone nearby. They were watching, waiting, just outside of the reach of my normal senses. I couldn’t find anyone as I searched with my eyes, and listened with my ears. Actually, the cave was utterly silent, as if someone had turned the volume off on the world. The water that normally bubbled up from beneath was still and smooth as glass.

I crept forward, keeping the cave wall to my back as I moved along. It didn’t matter that this was, in all likelihood, a dream. I was not going to throw caution to the wind. As the cave began to wrap around me the further in I went, I started to see a flicker of light up ahead. The light source was emanating from deeper down one of the tunnels toward the back of the open cavern. I decided I might as well follow the vision, and headed down the tunnel.

I kept going even when the tunnel narrowed out to a point that it was just a crevice I had to slide my body sideways in order to fit. As soon as I thought of turning back the crevice widened again and spilled out into another open cavern. This one was a bit smaller than the previous room, but not by much.

The scent of Jasmine wrapped around me, clinging to my clothes, and nearly choking me with its perfume. Candles lit the area, sending shadows dancing about on the walls of the cavern. I was still taking it all in when a woman’s voice reverberated through the stone room.

“Have you chosen then?” I finally spotted her, sitting upon a boulder in the center of the room as if it were her own personal dais. It was darker there since all the candles were placed around the outer walls of the space. It was as if their light could barely reach the center. When I first glanced up, the woman appeared to be older, almost elderly. The voice that had already spoken had an older tonal quality to it as well. As I kept watching her though, she shifted into a young woman, and then a wolf. The minute I blinked she was an old lady again, but slightly different. The longer I concentrated the quicker her form shifted from one to another, and so on. It was dizzying to look at, so I concentrated on the floor in front of her instead, only keeping track of her changing form through my peripheral vision.

“Who are you?”

“Who I am, who we are, is nobody. We are just memories, built into your genetic imprint, of women long gone. You are no longer confused, so we see a choice has been made. It’s almost time to flower, child. When you complete the fourth transition there will be no turning back, and your fate will be sealed.”

“There isn’t a fourth transition,” I corrected. Not that I didn’t have questions about every word that had been spoken thus far, but that seemed like the safest place to start.

“But there is! That’s what makes us special. We undergo the fourth when most others don’t.” I looked up again, watching the woman shift, and realized two things. She wasn’t just one woman. Every time she shifted to a womanly form, she appeared as a different person. The second thing I noticed was that when it shifted to a wolf, it was always a white one. The eye color may have changed here and there, but the wolf was always white. “One will destroy you. Have you chosen wisely?”

A slightly different voice from the ever-shifting woman spoke after that, “we’ve had to make this same decision every time. The white wolf is always sought after, fought over, but it is always our choice and once made our fates are sealed.”

“I don’t understand, if it’s so important, why not tell me who to choose?”

“You have already done so, our opinion would not matter.”

“What if I decide that I don’t want either of them, after all?”

“You must pick. We need a counter-balance for all that we channel. Without a partner it’s too much.” There was a brief pause before the voices began again. “You have already made a choice though. We sense it within you.” There were many voices speaking in unison now.

“I cared for them both, but one had the heart that the other only seemed to have in the beginning.” I wasn’t even sure why I was justifying my choice to them, but it felt as though I had to.

“The first lesson in becoming us… sacrifice.”

“Great, we’ll check that one off the list then. What’s next?” I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer to that. My life had gone from odd to downright strange in the blink of an eye, so finding out there would be more craziness in my future wasn’t exactly a welcome thing, even if it did supposedly make me the most powerful being of my kind.

“Know your enemies, Jessica St. Marks.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked.

“There is one who still licks his wounds, and is waiting to strike again.”

“Zach?” He was the only person I knew licking his wounds who would want to harm me. “Zach is nothing. I was able to brush off his power-plays long ago.”

“Know your enemies, and that they also have friends.” With that last comment, the world I was in began to dissolve away, right out from underneath me, tossing me into an empty blackness I wasn’t ready for. I had more questions, and I wasn’t sure that coming back to this place would be an option. The only thing I was certain of was that I wouldn’t find it in the real world. This was a place that only existed on the spirit plane.

The sensation that I was dreaming never left me, as the darkness began to fade into the background. This time, I didn’t appear in the caves though. Instead, I was standing in the woods where Mikael and I had picnicked one afternoon. The waterfall was flowing into the pool of water below, but again it was as if the world had been muted.

I looked up to see a familiar face standing across the stream from me. “Hello, Jessica.” Her voice was soft and soothing, still I was worried. My muscles were tensed and at the ready to shift and run. She must have noticed because she held up her hands in the universal sign of peace, and then plopped down onto the ground, sitting cross-legged by the bank. “I didn’t mean to alarm you. The entire world was still on mute as she spoke. It was as if she was the only thing I was allowed to hear. I realized then that it had been the same way when I was in the cave with the wolf women. “I too sensed that you made a choice, although you have not made it permanent yet.”

“What do you want from me Estella, Sophia, or whatever you’re called.” The woman winced as I spoke the names, as if it hurt her to hear them. I didn’t care if her own name was a burden to her. I was only concerned with what she wanted with me, and how she ended up in my dreams, visions, or whatever. “Were you here this whole time, or did you just break and enter my dreams?”