“I – I feel like my heart is breaking, help me” The words rushed out of her mouth, and she burst into body racking sobs, each one an arrow of pain shooting through Sebastian’s soul .
Lucian chose that moment to enter the kitchen. Taking one look at Eva, he rushed over to her weeping body and took her in his arms .
“It’s okay baby, it’s okay – I’ll look after you.” He muttered soft nothings in her ear as he held onto her. Sebastian thought he was going to punch something. He wanted to walk over and rip the disgusting letch off her. He clenched his fists tightly and folded his arms across his chest, as if to imprison himself from movement. He didn’t want to cause a scene, he didn’t even deserve to be in her house, let alone stop her from getting the comfort she so desperately needed .
Taylor, Elliot and Felix had followed Lucian into the kitchen, and Sebastian felt a small amount of the tension leave him – Lucian wouldn’t try anything with the kids here. He was pretty confident that Taylor would happily knock him out if he did .
With a movement of his head he gestured for Taylor to join him outside. Once in the hallway he spoke, “Taylor – don’t leave him alone with Eva, you got that ?”
Taylor didn’t even look surprised at the request, “Course. I’m good with Eva, I’ll watch her .”
“Good. Thanks Taylor .”
With that he left that house and joined Logan at the truck, “I need to get out of here .”
Logan nodded. “Did you tell Taylor to stay with Lucian ?”
“Yeah .”
“I don’t trust him with her. Never did, especially don’t now. Haywood was always blind to it, but the way his eyes would follow that girl around the room - ”
“Enough!” Sebastian slammed his fist down on the hood of the truck. He was immediately contrite – Logan felt the same way he did, “I’m sorry man - ”
“No need to apologise – it makes us all sick and angry. We’ll sort it out.” Sebastian nodded. It was definitely going to be sorted out .
7
T he next day, Logan took Sebastian into the lumberyard to practise shifting. It was a hot day, the sun’s rays beating down relentlessly on the two men. They were both striped down to the waist, and Logan had insisted that Sebastian set aside his usual denim jeans for tracksuit bottoms. Logan’s chest and back were covered in tattoos, large intricate tribal symbols that snaked around his body, further defining his muscles. Sebastian, logging and cutting wood all his life, was completely ripped – every single part of his body appeared artfully created, as if he had been sculpted by a master with the ultimate depiction of man in mind .
The first lesson was limbering up; Logan insisted that the body needed to feel relaxed and comfortable within itself to allow for easy shifting. After a few routines, Sebastian felt the tension he usually carried around in his back and hamstrings lessen considerably. He was starting to enjoy himself, and the more physical exercise they did, the better he was able to get out of his head, and his morbid thoughts .
When they eventually got around to shifting, the last vestiges of disbelief Sebastian had were removed. Logan had asked him to sit on the ground, and “call up” his inner wolf by letting his mind wander within his body, and find the spirit there that would unlock the change. Sebastian had been baffled by his request, until, in the quiet of the empty yard, he had felt a small, repetitive tug deep within the pit of his stomach. It felt similar to the sensation he experienced when he was around Eva. He focused in on it, till the feeling grew larger, consuming his body. As it did so, his thoughts turned to her – flashes of images danced through his vision; her rosebud lips parting in a smile, a lock of her hair resting on the nape of her neck, her shapely legs moving across the diner floor, the way she had looked one summer’s afternoon in a white sundress, reading in the dappled shade. Then another moment, pure fantasy on his part, of her eyes, calling to him, innocent and wanting. Caught in the pleasure of that dreamy landscape, the change took over .
He felt his muscles grow stronger and leaner. His body lengthened, forcing him to fall forward into a crouching position. He could feel the hair on his head, jaw and chest grow till it covered his entire body with rich, dark brown fur. It felt at once completely strange, but also utterly natural – as if this was his body’s true form .
He looked up to see Logan smiling .
“I’ve got to hand it to you – I didn’t think it would be that quick .”
When Sebastian went to reply, the sound that came out was a thick growl. But the words he wanted to speak came through loud and clear in his own mind .
How long should it take ?
“About an hour for a first timer – that was about five minuets,” replied Logan .
You can hear me ?
“Yep - other shape shifters can, and your mate will be able to, when you find her. See if you can change back, should be easier this time .”
This is so weird .
Sebastian focused his mind again on his body, locating the strange tug again within the pit of his stomach. He transformed back again, swiftly. He felt a loss as he did so, in wolf form he had felt a connection to everything around him – the dry soil beneath his paws, the individual particles of air that surrounded him, and imagined he could hear the trees of the White Mountain forest whispering to him .
B ack in human form he rested up against a set of dusty oil drums, and gratefully took the bottle of water that Logan handed him. He was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and his body ached as if he’d run for miles .
“It’s hard work the first time, but it gets easier,” said Logan, “and it happens naturally when we experience strong emotions – anger, pain , joy .”
Sebastian drank deeply from the bottle, finding relief in its coolness .
“I just don’t understand why my dad didn’t want this for me. It feels amazing .”
Logan looked uncomfortable. “Haywood requested you when you were only fourteen. I think your dad just wanted a normal start in life for you. A chance to choose your own girlfriend or wife, to get out of this town .”
Sebastian sighed, that hadn’t gone very well. No woman he’d ever been with could eclipse his feelings for Eva. “What’s this crow thing? My dad mentioned it, but I was a bit out of it,” he asked Logan .
“I guess he told you about the tribes right? All shape shifters find their counterpart – their crow, eventually. It’s how the line of shape shifters continues. Crows are always women, kind of unflattering comparison, right?” Logan laughed at his own joke before continuing, “My dad used to say they were the ones that bought the magic – they don’t shape shift themselves, but they enable wolf offspring to shift .”
“Do all of you have a crow?” asked Sebastian .
“I did. She passed away.” Logan’s tone became softer, and Sebastian could sense the heartbreak and overwhelming loss underlying his words, “But the boys don’t yet. Neither does Lucian – though he has a crazy belief that his is Eva .”
Sebastian felt his body tense, and an inhuman growl escaped from his lips. Logan looked at him in surprise, and then smirked .
“Oh. I get it,” he said .
“Get what?” Sebastian glared at him, his jaw clenched .
“Nothing man, just…nothing.” There was a beat of awkward silence, then Logan sat down beside Sebastian, stretching out his legs, and gave a contented sigh .
“Haywood refused to believe Eva was crow. What a joke – that girl’s full of this magic, anyone can see it – the way she’s drawn back here every summer? She’s got Beaver Creek blood in her, she just doesn’t know it yet .”
“She’s got a fiancé. She’s headed for better things, Logan.” It hurt to say the words out loud, but Sebastian knew it was the truth. And better, he thought, that she was with some rich, successful man than a low-life like Lucian .
“Maybe. Maybe things will change.” Logan smiled to himself, and stood up. “Fancy an afternoon hunt ?”
Sebastian’s stomach grum
bled in response, he was starving. The wolf in him stretched luxuriantly in anticipation, hunting right now sounded perfect .
8
“M om?” Eva peered around the dimly lit bedroom. She could hardly discern the hump on the bed, but it stirred at the sound of her voice .
“Eva?” her mother’s voice came out muffled and tear choked .
“I bought you a cup of tea.” Eva placed the cup on the bedside table, restraining herself from pulling the blinds open and letting in the sunlight and fresh air .
She came and sat down on the bed, and peered down at her mother. It was understandable, but she’d never seen her mother in this state. She was usually so well put together, always immaculate .
“Mom, I’ve called Auntie Jane to come and collect you.” She spoke softly, and reached out to stroke her mother’s hair, “I’m going to sort out the funeral, and speak to the lawyers – you don’t need to do a thing, I just want you to be somewhere where you can be looked after .”
Her mother made a mumble of protestation, but she clutched at Eva’s hand and after a moment whispered her thanks .
“They’ll be here in an hour, so why don’t you go and have a shower? I’ll pack .”
“Oh, Eva – it should be me looking after you – I’m so sorry, I just can’t - ”
“Mom – I know, please, you shouldn’t have to look after me, really, I’m okay.” She gave her mother a fierce hug .
As her mother walked towards the bathroom, Eva gave a small sigh of relief. It would be much better for her at her sisters. Auntie Jane had a lovely husband and two younger children that would be able to distract her, as well as give her the space to mourn without worrying about being a burden to Eva .
Eva was glad to be busy. She had a meeting with her father’s lawyer tomorrow, and the funeral arrangements would keep her occupied all week. She didn’t really think her father’s death had sunk in yet; she felt a loss at his absence, and had experienced her fair share of tears this morning, but she was ashamed to admit to herself that the thoughts that had been circling her head all morning were those of Sebastian Waverly .
She’d been embarrassed about her outburst in front of him yesterday, but worse that that was her uncontrollable yearning for him. She shuddered when she recalled how cool he had been towards her – unable to give her the tiniest bit of comfort, his distant assistance when she was having a panic attack was so bitter sweet; showing her that he was capable of being caring and attentive, but at the same time had absolutely no interest in her .
She also knew that she needed to speak to Jimmy. She had no right remaining engaged to him when her feelings were so strong for someone else – even if those feelings were going to give her nothing but a wasted heart .
A n hour or so later she was waving goodbye to her mother and Auntie Jane from the front porch. She felt strangely isolated as they drove off down the drive, and the stillness of the house when she closed the front door felt oppressive .
Straight away she went through to the kitchen and picked up the phone, dialling Jimmy’s number .
“Jimmy?” She could hear the busy New York streets in the background .
“Hey babe! You’re speaking to the youngest guy at Merrill Lynch to sell eighty-six million worth of bonds in a single day! Sub-prime, but who’s gonna care, right?” He laughed gleefully down the phone .
“That’s amazing news Jimmy,” she tried to match his light-hearted tone but it came out slightly off .
“You okay babe? You sound funny. Hey, Jake – Jake! Get me a pitcher!” he broke off to shout at colleague, and Eva held the phone away from her ear .
“Jimmy, it’s the wrong time to call – can I call you later?” she asked .
“No babe – now is great. Seriously – what’s up ?”
She heard a girl giggling in the background, followed by a sultry voice muttering something. Jimmy shushed her, and she heard him move into a quieter area .
“Babe?” he repeated .
“Sorry to call you like this Jimmy, I know you’re busy - ”
“You need to get down here babe! Come celebrate!” he sounded so jubilant, she hated to rain on his parade, but if she didn’t do it now, she was frightened that she would never find the courage again .
“I don’t think I’m going to come back, Jimmy .”
“What? Are you kidding me? You’re going to stay in that hick back-town?” his voice was incredulous .
“Yeah, I know…It’s just,” she paused, trying to collect her scrambled thoughts, “I feel like I need to be here. I need the engagement to be off. I’m so sorry Jimmy. Truly I am – I never wanted to hurt you.” She exhaled, feeling a great sense of guilt but also relief. It felt right .
“You’re an idiot, Eva. I can’t believe this! You’re gonna what? Work your butt off in a shitty diner, marry a farmer? Jesus – I thought you were supposed to be smart!” She heard someone call him again, followed by raucous laughter .
“I gotta go, Eva. You’ll come to your senses. And you should – there are a shit load of hot women here, don’t think I’ll be waiting around forever.” With that he hung up the phone .
Eva placed her handset down quietly on the table and sat still for a moment, feeling well and truly alone .
9
T he entire pack joined them for the hunt. After shifting in the deserted parking lot at the base of the White Mountains, they all raced together into the dense thicket of the forest .
They ran in formation, and Sebastian was surprised to find that they all naturally let him take the lead. As they ran his awareness of everything – the slightest shift in light formation through the leaves, the sound of beetles scuttling under dry leaves – left him feeling utterly overwhelmed and unable to focus on anything singular within the cacophony of noise and scent .
A moment later that changed. He became drawn to a thick and heavy sound of blood steadily pumping, and could almost taste rich iron on the tip of his tongue. Focusing in on his senses, he guessed by the apparent size of the beast his prey was some kind of mountain lion. He started to salivate, imagining the meaty muscle about to be devoured .
The rest of the pack caught on to the smell, and they chased the creature upwards to one the several precipices of the mountain range, till finally cornering it by a cliff-edge of smooth rock. The lion was huge, hunched into an attack mode, breaking into an ear-shattering roar as the group of wolves surrounded him. He was majestic, his coat a beautiful shade of desert gold and his eyes like liquid amber .
Sebastian stared into the eyes of the beast, and realised his mistake. He couldn’t kill an animal like this: any meat in the forest would do, there was no need to kill such a graceful, dignified creature .
He turned to look at Logan, who whimpered slightly in agreement .
Let’s leave this .
The pack reacted instantly, relaxing their posture and he could feel the sighs of relief emanating from all but one .
No! Lucian shouted at the group, let’s kill it - I’m hungry !
Leave it Lucian. Sebastian warned him, his voice steady .
Lucian disobeyed the order, crouching into attack position. Elliott leapt forward snarling, moving in front of the lion, protecting it from Lucian’s advance .
Lucian barrelled through him, knocking the young wolf flying. Elliott skidded along the flat stone, frantically trying to claw into the impenetrable rock. In an instant his hind legs slipped over the precipice .
A howl escaped him, and echoed throughout the valley below. Without hesitating, Sebastian flung himself forward, jamming his splayed claw into Elliot’s front leg. He pulled backwards, his claws ripping into flesh as he dragged the wolf back onto the rock .
With Elliott safe, Sebastian turned to face Lucian. The Lion had already fled .
What were you thinking? You just endangered the pack. Sebastian growled at Lucian .
We’re wolves. We hunt. That’s what I was doing. It might be new to you, boy – but I do things the
wolf way, Lucian snarled back .
That was not the wolf way, Lucian. You know better than that . Logan stepped forward, so angry the fur on his back stood on end. We never endanger our own .
Another move like this Lucian, and you’re out. Sebastian glared at him. Even as a wolf Lucian looked more aggressive, more violent than the rest of them. More snake than wolf, Sebastian thought, with such slit-like eyes and oily fur .
You wouldn’t dare . Lucian replied .
Don’t test me, Lucian . Sebastian turned his back on him, and the rest of the pack followed his lead. He could feel the resentment in each and every one of them burning toward Lucian .
As they set off back into the thickets of the forest, Sebastian realized Elliot was hobbling slightly behind the rest due to the gash in his paw. Sebastian let Logan take the lead and slowed down to join Elliott .
You okay ?
I’m alive thanks to you, man. Elliot’s voice reverberated with hero worship, and he practically bowed before Sebastian. Stoked you’re pack leader. We’ve been waiting for this for a long time .
Sebastian smiled at the young wolf’s enthusiasm. He felt pretty good about it too. Out here in the forest he felt free, capable of anything with his new found agility and speed .
Sebastian heard paws thundering behind him. Lucian came into view, practically leaping over Sebastian to get ahead; I’m going to take what’s mine he growled, as he raced on and off from view .
It took a moment for Sebastian to comprehend what he meant. Once he did, Sebastian sped off after him into the thickets of the forest, freeing any restraint he’d previously exercised over his wolf form as fury overtook him .
10
S ebastian stood hidden at the end of the driveway, careful not to crunch the gravel underfoot. The moon was less visible tonight, the stars blanketed. Coming from the valley of the White Mountain he could hear a faint rumble as rolling thunder spread closer to Beaver Creek. There was a summer storm coming, he could practically smell the rain, there would most likely be a torrential downpour tonight .
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