Eclipsed Legacy (Sentinels Book 1) by Alex Stone

Author:Alex Stone [Stone, Alex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stone Works Publishing
Published: 2020-11-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Once Ricky is inside, I put my car in reverse and sharply pull out of his driveway, wanting to get as far away from this place as possible. The dirt stirs up into the air as I speed away on the dirt road. What the actual fuck, Ricky? Now of all times, I should not have to worry about whether I can trust my family not to literally stab me in the back. But would he really? Sure, Ricky has been great during the last two days that we have reconnected, but we haven’t been close since we were little kids. And there is no way he could’ve known those intimate details about our Grandmother’s death. I never said a word about her wounds. To anyone. Was he there? Could he be in league with her killer? I can’t really trust how well I know him. I honestly don’t anymore.

I almost turn off onto Grandma’s road just out of habit, but once I realize what I’m about to do, I continue forward. I can’t bring myself to go there, not yet, anyway. The image of her body, of her eyes, still haunt me. Going back there would likely sear images into my mind that I couldn’t erase. I know I’ll have to go back eventually to investigate because her killer is still out there, but not today. Today, I have to focus on the pack and on Michael.

I am on autopilot for the rest of the ride home. My mind blank, either out of sheer exhaustion or in response to the stress from the last few days. When I get home, I go to one of the top cabinets in my kitchen and pull out my box of herbs and some seasoning. I’m not into the whole wiccan thing like my Grandma was, but there are a few herbs that all wolves need to have on hand: lavender, chamomile, and, surprise, cayenne pepper. The three are great for relaxing the muscles, which is pivotal in avoiding or reducing the pain that comes with the forced change. Tensing up only makes it worse.

Remembering that I still don’t have blueberries or other healthy goodies, I inwardly cringe. Berries are also helpful, but most importantly, they help with the taste. I gather my handy little discount blender and the apple juice— no orange juice here because OJ will kill you. I pour the four ingredients into the blender and turn it on. The concoction takes on a brownish-red color. Just thinking about drinking it makes me want to gag, but I know it’ll come in handy later. I pour the mixture into a thermos before carrying on with my day.

While I have the time, I pull out my phone and call Mason, my boss. He quickly answers after two rings. The guy has had the hots for me since my interview, but he’s too awkward and professional to do anything that would make me uncomfortable.

“Tala?” he says a little too quickly and a little too excitedly.

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