Malevolence - Legacy Series Book Two (The Legacy Series) (24 page)

Awesome. “Someone needed to protect them.
 
Where?
 
Come on, tell me where and when and I’ll help you.” I asked.
 
All I heard on the other end was hysterical laughter and a click.
 
I wondered if a Great Wolf would be to take a bubble bath and try to drown myself, only to escape the madness of course.

           
“The door isn’t locked Pru, come on in,” I said before she even had a chance to knock.
 
I didn’t figure I’d get a lot of time alone in here.

           
At some point since she had been in Paris, Pru cut off her hair.
 
Her once long red hair was now to her chin and it made her look extraordinarily hot.
 
I didn’t know how she did it, but her eyes looked even more gray and beautiful.
 
Stop it brain!
 
She had changed clothes since we got back.
 
I could tell she was ready to take on the world.
 
She had on her ‘bad ass werewolf chick’ clothes.
 
Black leather pants, which she swore up and down was in style when we teased her about them.
 
Her top was, as usual, black and long sleeved, with or without a collar and tonight it was a second skin ribbed black turtleneck.
 
Not an ounce of skin showing and every single fiber was sexy.
 

           
“I knew you weren’t in here being human.”
 
She sat down next to me and took a look around the room.
 
“Great view of the toilet,” she said.
 
“I heard your phone vibrate, bad habit I know, but I can’t help it.
 
The simple fact that everyone that calls you is inside this house, I’m guessing it was your vampire sister, Allie.”

           
“You’re aggravating.”

           
She smiled at me, “I know, it’s a gift I have.”

           
“She is obviously watching us, because she knows my parents are here.
 
I really think she cares.
 
How could she not, if she is calling and telling me I’m crazy to bring them here?”
 
I remind myself to breath before announcing I didn’t want to talk about it.
 
“We’ve got other things to worry about right now.
 
I’ve come up with a partial plan; it would be so much easier if that faerie would show up with that book like she said she would.”

           
Pru reached behind her back and set a leather book on my lap.
 
“Really?
 
This is it?
 
Is the antidote in here?” I asked.

           
“It was sitting in the backseat of the car, Oakley spotted it.”

           
We sat in the bathroom for almost ten more minutes before Oakley, Bryon and Shaynie decided to join us.
 
If I thought the house was crowded, it was nothing compared to the bathroom.

Chapter 27. Forever

“The wolf was pleased with the idea, and she went out with the fox to the farmyard.” Gossip Wolf & the Fox ~ Grimm’s Household Tales

PRU

           
Oakley caught me as I was walking down the long narrow hall.
 
He grabbed my hand and pulled me with him into the empty sitting room.
 
We both tried to be as quiet as possible in a house full of people that had super sensitive hearing.
 
We heard a noise coming from the hallway, so we dove behind the couch.
 
He put his hand over my mouth to stifle my giggles and I found myself in a provocative position.
 
Thankfully, the couch was about three feet from the wall and had a fabric skirt all the way around it.
 
I was on my back and he was in a one armed push-up position over me.
 
His body inches from mine, his breathing a little faster than usual, didn’t help the intimate mood I’d been in all day.
 
I locked eyes on him, and the giggles were absorbed by my sudden realization that my body missed him.
 
I did too, but in that very moment, I wanted his hand replaced by his mouth.
 
His eyes shifted back and forth as he studied my face and in a moment he got lost.
 
His mouth lowered to mine and my head reached up to meet his mouth.
 
I twisted to my side, giving him room to lie on his side facing me.

           
“We should stay here all night; that is sure to give them a scare.”
 
Oakley thought.

           
“Yeah, that would go over like a ton of bricks.
 
You smell really good, is that the cologne my mom gave you for Christmas?”

           
“Glad you like it, and yes, it is.”

           
“Okay, Mr. Sexy Werewolf, what can I do for you, now that you’ve got me trapped behind the couch?”

           
He closed his eyes and smiled.
 
“I can think of a few things.
 
Oh, you mean why do I have you safely hidden behind the couch?
 
A guy can dream can’t he?
 
I was making sure we had everything out of the cars, and noticed something in the seat where you’d been sitting. I found this book and thought it might be what you’re looking for.”
 
He handed me a small leather book.

           
“Holy crap!
 
That’s the book that faerie was telling me she would get for me.
 
I need to find Abel and give it to him.”
 
The look of disappointment that flashed in his blue eyes didn’t mask the desire they emitted.
“I guess it can wait for another minute or two,”
I said as I closed the small gap between us and felt his mouth on mine.
 
His arm around my back pulled me in and held on to me with a type of desperation.

           
I slid my hand under his shirt, running my hand along the muscles on his shoulder blade.
 
He teasingly took my bottom lip in his teeth, tugging slightly until he felt me shudder from his touch.

           
“There is nothing and I mean nothing I wouldn’t do for you.
 
I’d climb the highest mountain or shred apart any beast that tried to harm you.
 
I’m in this forever.
 
You know that Pru, don’t you?”

           
“I know.”

           
“Love isn’t even a strong enough emotion to describe my feelings for you.
 
However, when this whole vampire battle ends, know that my spirit is always with you.
 
You’ll never run alone again.”

           
 
I pulled back to look at his face, confused about the way he was talking.
  
“Oak, what’s going on?
 
You’re talking like you’ll die or something.
 
You know, you better not die.
 
I don’t want to know what this world is like without you in it.”

           
“It’s nothing P; I just want you to know how I feel.”

           
I put my head on his bicep with my face buried in his chest.
 
“I love you Oakley.
 
Don’t die, please.”

           
He kissed the top of my head and we stayed like that for a minute or two.
 
“Go find Abe.
 
Hey, I love you too.”

Chapter 28. Ode

“The soldier though of the great extremity in which he now found himself, and as he so often had gone to meet death, he resolved to risk it now also, and agreed to the terms.” Bearskin ~ Grimm’s Household Tales

           
The aged paper was more light brown than tan and felt thick yet fragile as I scanned the pages.
 
Everything written read as a riddle, and some as a poem.
 

           
I read and reread the next passage before announcing what I’d found.
 
It was so obvious that I wondered if it was a hoax.
 
It couldn’t be a hoax; I couldn’t begin to think what it would do to Abel if we couldn’t save his sister.
 
There were times when Abel and I went out running alone, his thoughts not blocked from me and I heard him thinking about her.
 
Images of her and him growing up together and how close they were still haunted his thoughts.
 
One time, we were running and I could see her teaching him how to ride a bicycle.
 
It was cute; she wanted him to ride bikes with her to the seven-eleven to get
Icee’s
because she couldn’t carry two by herself.
 
It was hard knowing that my best friend was suffering from the loss of his sister; it may have been worse than that of my dad, when he died.
 
At least I knew my dad was dead, and safe, he didn’t have that.

           
“Oh, here is something.
 
I think this is it!
 
Let’s meet in the dining room so we can all be together,” I said.
 
“I’m going to show it to Abel real quick; we’ll meet you in there.”

           
Abel and I sat side by side on the bench and read it together.

Remedy of the Damned

Taken to
thee
art of sleeping

After blood hath been draining

No fear shall strangle thee stilled heart

Thrust forth into the threshold of living

Vacant soul of Lilith’s charms

Bring forth the final blood of that hath beget the damned

Cradled in
thee
arms of thy creator

Seven tears shed by angel guardian of thee damned

The blade of Fergus
mac
Róichshall
drip the crimson drops

Into the hole which attached thee to thy mother

Single rose of red for thy death, one white for thy birth

A ring of gold to be placed upon the smallest finger on thy right hand

Horrid doom shall befall if thy ring removed

Thee
living blood relative, not removed will cease to live

Their heart will cease to beat and they shall rise forth

At the vampire awakening, to roam the earth 213,000 nights

Only to awaken in the arms of Lilith