Wicked After Dark: 20 Steamy Paranormal Tales of Dragons, Vampires, Werewolves, Shifters, Witches, Angels, Demons, Fey, and More

by Mina Carter

  “And is spending time at the clinic helping you at all?” He watched me tolerantly.

  “I think so, I’ve only seen Alexis shift someone a couple of times but I’m learning other things while I’m there. I’m meeting people and learning some of the advantages and disadvantages of being Kindred. And I’m becoming friends with Alexis, which I think you had planned all along.” I gave him a sly smile.

  “Well, I’ll admit, I’d hoped you two would become friends. The more friends you have among the pack the easier things will be for you.” He smiled back.

  “So far things seem to be working out that way. Devon and I went over there for a BBQ on Saturday. I really enjoyed spending time with both of them and getting to know Hank a little more.”

  “I hadn’t realized you were spending much time with Devon,”

  “We tend to run into each other quite a bit. It doesn’t hurt that we work similar schedules and live so close. We’re becoming good friends.”

  “That’s good. Where’s he working that his hours are close to yours?”

  “He’s working for Dad. You know how he normally hires a high-school kid for the summer? Devon talked Dad into letting him have the job. I think it’s working out well for both of them.” I moved slowly around the room while we talked, not pacing, but roaming aimlessly.

  “I’ve been telling your dad for years that he needs to find some permanent help instead of the kids who work a summer and quit.” I nodded, but before I could say anything the doorbell rang.

  “I’ll go get that and be right back.” Bill headed for the door.

  Bill quickly returned, my parents laughing and smiling as they came with him. I sat down on the sofa, trying to keep from looking as anxious as I felt.

  “I hear you have a new hand,” Bill was saying.

  “Yeah, I do. I decided to take your advice and hire a permanent hand. I was afraid that no one reliable would be willing to work that hard for what we can afford to pay. But an old friend of my daughter’s returned to town after getting out of the military. He was looking for exactly that kind of job, and he didn’t need a lot of money. It seemed like it was meant to be, so I hired him. It’s only been about ten days, but so far, it’s working out great,” Dad said as they entered the room.

  When Mom spotted me sitting on the sofa waiting for them, she stopped for a moment, the worry in her mind clear on her face. She started into the room again, but she still looked worried, as if she knew that I was there to tell them bad news. I wasn’t sure how far good or bad this might be considered.

  Bill invited them to sit down and offered them something to drink. While he was fixing drinks both my parents watched me, concerned.

  “Is something wrong, dear?” Mom gathered the nerve to ask.

  “No, Mom. Nothing’s wrong. I’ve been spending some more time with Bill and Karen and we thought it would be nice to have dinner together.”

  “Are you sure nothing is wrong?” she was clearly unconvinced.

  “I’m certain, Mom. Nothing’s wrong, I promise.” I tried to convince myself I wasn’t lying, and really, nothing was wrong, just different.

  “If you’re sure,” she let the subject drop.

  Karen came in and greeted Mom and Dad, but she was in and out, visiting while finishing up dinner. I offered again to help her and again, she refused. A short while later she called us all to dinner. We followed her into the dining room where she had dinner all laid out and ready for us. She’d prepared a roasted chicken with grilled asparagus, a delicious Caesar Salad, and fresh homemade rolls. After we’d all eaten, Bill suggested we move into the living room and visit for a while before Karen served dessert.

  It wasn’t until we were all seated in the living room that my father spoke up.

  “Why do I feel like there’s more to this than meets the eye?” He looked pointedly at Bill.

  “Well,” Bill met the look squarely. “That’s probably because there is.” My parents waited expectantly for Bill to continue, “I need you to understand that everything I’m about to tell you is secret, and if the secret gets out, I could be in serious trouble. In addition to that, it would put a lot of innocent people in danger, including Nickie. I know you can be trusted, and I think it would be best for all involved if you know the truth. I just want you to be aware of the situation.” Bill paused for a moment, and looked over at Karen as though looking for advice. “You know, I’m not sure where to start.” She smiled calmly at him and he turned back to my parents. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly; preparing himself to reveal the secret he’d kept from his best friend for so many years.

  “Karen and I aren’t like most people. We’re the leaders of a group of people here in town, and members of a much larger group all over the world called the Kitsune.”

  “What kind of group is it? A religious group?” Dad asked, confused.

  “The Kitsune are shape shifters. We shift into animal forms.” I watched my father, his face never changed; if I hadn’t seen the long slow blink I would have thought he had no reaction at all. Bill continued, “Karen and I become wolves when we shift.”

  “Are you trying to tell us you’re werewolves?” Dad asked, disbelieving.

  “Not werewolves, no. But shape shifters none the less.”

  “What would the difference be?” Mom shifted nervously in her seat.

  “Werewolves are a creation of myth and Hollywood. What we are is so different from that portrayal; it’s like night and day. We’re not forced to change with the moon, we don’t lose our minds when we shift, and we aren’t monsters,” Bill said passionately.

  “Is this recent?” Dad asked.

  “No. I’ve been Kitsune all my life.” Karen spoke up.

  “Then why decide to tell us this now?” Mom turned to look at her.

  “Because of me.” It was my turn to speak up.

  “What does this have to do with you, Nickie?” Dad asked.

  “I asked them to help me tell you,” I replied.

  “How do you know about it? And why do we need to be told, why now?” Dad persisted.

  “Let me back up a little. First you need to know that it’s not possible to become a Kitsune, or Kindred as we tend to call ourselves. You’re either born one of us or not,” Bill said. I saw some of the worry on Mom’s face turn to confusion. “I’ve known since you brought Nickie home that she had Kindred blood. But because I couldn’t tell if she would ever shift, I couldn’t say anything.” This only confused my parents more and I decided it was time for me to come clean.

  “Mom, Dad, do you remember about a month ago when Brandon went out hiking?” I asked. When they both nodded I continued, “Well, on that hike I was bitten by a rattle snake.” Panic and confusion spread across both of their faces while I spoke but I didn’t stop. “I knew better but I panicked, and apparently my panic triggered dormant genetics from at least one of my parents.

  “I was lucky that Brandon was with me, and that he has similar genetics to the ones triggered in me, only his were never dormant. He knew what to do, he kept me calm and he brought me to Bill.”

  “What exactly happened when these ‘dormant genetics’ as you call them, were triggered?” Dad asked carefully.

  “I shifted. I turned into a wolf,” I said it bluntly, but I had to get the words out before they choked me. “Brandon talked me through shifting back. He explained the basics of what was happening and told me he was taking me to see the pack leader. I wasn’t until he pulled in here that I realized that Bill was the leader he’d been talking about.” For some reason I was reluctant to use pack terms like Anikitos and Alekto in front of my parents.

  “And what about the bite?” Mom asked.

  “It healed. Amazingly fast. By the time I got home and took a shower that night there was no sign that the bite had ever happened.” I pulled up my pant leg and showed my parents. “This is where I was bitten, see?”

  The both looked at the spot I pointed out to them, but there was nothing to
see. “Is that normal?” Dad wanted answers, and he wasn’t looking to me for them.

  “Faster healing is common. And shifting accelerates the healing,” Bill assured him.

  “Is that the only side effect of all this?”

  “No, all of the Kindred have faster healing, better senses and reflexes and they’re stronger.” Bill left out the extra talents that many of us have.

  “And what are the downsides?” Dad was apparently determined to find out as much as he could.

  “The possibility of our secret getting out, and alienating our friends. There’s some danger of being shot as a varmint when in wolf form, but basic precautions nullify that one. Better senses, being stronger, faster healing,” He stated some of the benefits he’d listed earlier again as downsides as well.

  My parents seemed to be taking this better than I’d expected. Not that I expected screaming and gnashing of teeth, but I had expected at least some disbelief. There was a few minutes of quiet as my parents absorbed what they had been told, they spoke, but not much and they didn’t become involved in the conversation that Karen started with me. I waited anxiously for any reaction they might have.

  “If all of this happened a month ago, why didn’t you tell us sooner?” My father asked softly a few minutes later.

  “Well,” I said, knowing this was going to be the tough part. “First, this was a huge shock to me. I had a lot of adjusting to do and at first I didn’t want to tell anyone.

  “Second, there is the secrecy. If I were to tell you without permission, I could be severely punished. It isn’t just the safety of this group that is the concern, but all of the groups like the one here, all over the world. I had to get Bill’s permission to tell you, and he only gave it because he has known you so long and he knows you’re trustworthy. I wasn’t able to get permission to tell the rest of the family.

  “Third, I wasn’t sure how you would take it. This has been a huge change in my life. It’s been really difficult not being able to tell you about it, but at the same time, I was so afraid that you wouldn’t believe me, or would disown me for it.”

  “You know better than that!” Mom spoke sharply, she’d been mostly silent until now but she couldn’t help herself. “You, like all the kids, are ours, no matter what you do, or what you are. We love you no matter what. If one of you were to end up in prison we wouldn’t stop loving you. We might not approve of your choices, or what you did to end up there, but we wouldn’t stop loving you because of them.”

  “Thank you, Mom,” I spoke softly, some of the weight lifting off my shoulders, I’d been more worried than I realized about how they’d take the news.

  “Your mother is right, Nickie,” Dad spoke a little slower but there was no less conviction in his voice. “You’re our daughter, and though you might have more to you than we realized, we still love you.” I felt tears of relief running unchecked down my face as I hugged them both.

  “I told you that you had nothing to worry about, didn’t I?” Bill patted my shoulder. I sat back down in my chair.

  We spent another hour or so answering the questions that my parents had about the Kindred. No, we didn’t give them all the details but then again, I still don’t have them all. It’s going to take a while for me to learn all the details about the species I’m a part of, but we were able to set their minds at ease. I am still amazed at how much of a relief it was to share the secret with my parents.

  Chapter 19

  IT WAS FRIDAY again and I was spending another day at the clinic, mostly reading and visiting with Alexis as had become our routine, when a woman brought in her husband. He had been cutting open a box when the razor knife was using had slipped and he hand run the sharp blade from wrist to elbow cutting himself deeply.

  He was bleeding profusely and more than a little pale when she brought got him into the clinic. Alexis and I jumped up immediately and helped them into one of the two exam rooms. Alexis carefully held the wound shut, and she asked me to hand her a roll of gauze out of the cabinet, between the two of us we held his wound shut and bound his arm tightly to stem the flow of blood.

  “The best thing that we can do is to slow the bleeding, and get him to change forms. That will heal the worst of the wound, maybe not all of it but it will go a long way,” she explained to me.

  “I can’t shift. I can’t concentrate long enough to shift,” our patient said.

  “That’s all right; we can deal with that, just give us a minute. You’re out of danger for a minute or two,” Alexis reassured him before she turned back to me. “Are you ready for this? You can do it, I’m sure.”

  “I’m willing to try.”

  She turned back to our patient, and calmly explained, “Okay, this is what we’re going to do. Nickie here is still learning to use her powers; she is going to try to call your wolf. Now, don’t worry, because if she doesn’t succeed, which feel certain she will, I’ll step in and you’ll change either way. Now, here’s the question, do you want to try to strip or do you want us to shift you in your clothes?”

  “I don’t think I could undress right now and the clothes are ruined anyway, just shift me.”

  “Ok, Nickie, go for it. Remember, you have to feel for his wolf,” she tried to talk me through it but I tuned her voice out while I focused. I reached deep inside myself for that part of me that sensed energy. I pulled that part forward and pushed it gently into the man in front of me. I felt for the man’s wolf, he wasn’t hard to find, he was hiding just under the surface. I tried to coax him out, but he didn’t seem to want out, he shied away every time I tried to send that part of me closer to get him to come out.

  I pulled back and opened my eyes, taking a deep breath and letting it out, trying to calm myself before trying again. I once again called forth the part of me that senses energy and sent it into him. I could still feel the wolf he seemed unsure of me, but more curious this time. I tried to coax him again but this time when he got close I sent that energy surging forward to grab the wolf before he could jump away and I pulled him to the surface. When I opened my eyes there he was, the wolf I had sensed inside the man, laying on the exam table. The bandage we had wrapped so tightly around the man’s arm now hung loosely around the wolf’s front leg. The wound still bled, but it was more of a seep instead of the steady flow it had been before.

  “Very good Nickie. Now, do you think you can shift him again?” Alexis said.

  “Yeah, give me just a second.”

  “All right, sit down on that stool over there for a moment before you try it,” she said before turning to our patient’s wife. “If you’ll go down the hall to our kitchen and look in the fridge you will find a some of those meal replacement shakes they give the elderly, grab a couple, and bring them back in here.”

  The woman turned to do what she had been asked and I heard her talking to Caden in the hallway. I’d been so focused on our patient and calling his wolf I hadn’t been aware of Caden moving to stand outside the doorway. Alexis turned and grabbed a sheet out of a cabinet and unfolded it. “Ready when you are Nickie.”

  I focused again, and wrapped my energy around the wolf like a bubble. I gently encouraged him to retreat back to where he had been before I called him, pushing at him with my energy. The wolf seemed content to retreat now that his job was done and I saw a blur surround the form of the wolf, before the blur was gone, Alexis covered the reclining form with the sheet so that only his shoulders and head were left exposed. I knew she did it more for my sake than anyone else’s, but I appreciated it.

  I looked again at the wound on his forearm and it was still open but it seemed the bleeding had stopped. We could easily get away with a few butterfly bandages and then gauze and tape to cover the wound, and in a few hours or days it would be gone, depending on how fast he healed.

  I was pulling out the bandages to close the wound when his wife returned. Alexis took the cans of drink from her and quickly shook one up before popping the top open and putting it in the man’s uninjured h
and while I worked on re-bandaging his injury. He quickly drained the can and handed it back to Alexis, she took the empty and handed him a full can. He quickly drained that one and as he handed the empty can back to Alexis, who dropped it to the same trash can where she had put the first.

  “That stuff’s nasty,” he said.

  “It doesn’t taste the greatest but it’s an excellent way to replace the calories and nutrients burned by two shifts. And it’s fast too, far faster than fixing you something and eating.”

  “This is true. I feel much better now that I’ve had them. Why’ve we never used them before?”

  “Because it never occurred to anyone to use them until this one shifted and started drinking them,” Alexis said, motioning to me. I was just fastening off the gauze when I noticed they were all watching me.

  “What?” I asked, looking at Alexis.

  “We were just wondering, what made you think to use the meal replacement drinks?”

  “Oh, we used to feed them to Shiloh when she was little because she was so underweight. So when I realized that I would need more calories, especially when I shift and something I can keep in the car for emergencies, they seemed like a good option.”

  “You’re right, they’re perfect. We’ve even started using them here, they last in storage and they are quick and easy to give someone when they need it.”

  “I think if you look into it you can buy them in bulk cheaper,” I said, not sure what else to say.

  “I’ll have to check into that,” Alexis said turning to the couple and getting them ready to go. I worked on cleaning up the mess we had made in the room while she got them out the door.

  The rest of the afternoon was uneventful and I when I went home I took a shower and went to bed early. Apparently calling animal forms was exhausting.

  Chapter 20

  DEVON AND I were finally able to find a time in our schedules to run on Saturday morning. We’d talked about going for a run together, only with a twist, for a week or more but since we didn’t want to go in the evenings, we just had to wait till we both had a morning off. The twist was that he would run as he normally does, on two legs, and I would run as a wolf. This meant we had to go rural to run, but we had that handled. Devon liked to run up hill, at least sometimes, a left over from his military days. So we decided to run up the road on Mt. Graham. Well, he would run up the road and I would mostly run beside him, but if we encountered a vehicle I could easily take off into the trees and avoid being seen.