In the Company of Wolves by Cory Barclay

Author:Cory Barclay [Barclay, Cory]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781975933777
Published: 2017-09-14T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

SYBIL

Sybil sat on an uneven bench in Dolly’s, kicking her legs out, watching Little Sieghart run around. Every time the lopsided leg of the bench knocked onto the stone floor, Peter’s eyes would shoot over, big and wide, and his dimples would show on his confused face.

Sybil looked across the room where Dieter sat talking to Dolly behind the bar. Sybil assumed the subject was likely religious, judging from the serious expressions on both their faces.

Even when he isn’t practicing his faith, God is beside him.

It seemed Dieter was becoming more outspoken about his faith the closer they got to Bedburg, as if the town were a religious beacon beckoning him.

Shouting from the back of the tavern drew Sybil’s attention. Rowaine and her lady friend stood at the front of the stairs in the midst of a heated argument.

This is the company I keep . . . an easily amused toddler, a religious zealot of a husband, and a vengeful woman angrier than the stormy sea.

Her eyes moved to the door, where Martin sat next to the crackling fire, entranced with the argument Rowaine and her woman were having.

And an adolescent boy allured by the vengeful woman . . .

Sybil stood from the bench, the wooden leg knocking on the stone, causing Peter to turn once again. She tousled his hair, then walked over to Martin. “Will you watch Peter for me, Martin?”

Martin’s eyes never left the scene developing between Rowaine and Mia. Sybil glanced over just as the two women apparently decided to make up with a huge hug. She turned back to Martin and waved her hand up and down in front of his preoccupied face. “Hello there?”

Martin blinked. “I’m sorry Beele, I was . . . distracted.”

“Is that right?” she said with a smirk.

“What did you want?”

“Make sure Peter stays safe, will you?” She glanced toward Dieter at the bar. “I’ve got something I need to do.”

“Always,” Martin said, focusing again on Rowaine and Mia. Their passionate embrace had evolved into an even more passionate kiss. Martin’s eyes bulged wide.

Sybil sighed. “You like that woman, eh?” she asked. “You can’t seem to take your eyes off her.”

Martin finally looked at Sybil. “I think I’m going to be alone forever.”

Taken aback, Sybil kneeled next to him, putting her hand on his shoulder. “Why would you say that?”

“That woman’s so pretty, but she doesn’t even notice me.”

“It’s not that she doesn’t notice you, Martin, it’s that she has certain . . . other interests.”

“Is it because I’m too young?”

“No,” Sybil scoffed, watching Mia grab Rowaine by the arm and yank her up the stairs like a ragdoll. “You could be the most handsome man in Amsterdam and, sadly, she wouldn’t notice you. At least not the way you’d want. But don’t sulk. We’ll find you someone. I prom—”

Sybil cut herself off. No promises.

She squeezed Martin’s arm, then stood up.

She pressed her wrinkled dress and walked to the bar. Standing behind Dieter, she waited a moment for him to notice her, but he kept preaching to Dolly.

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