Welcome to Harmony by Dan O'Mahony

Author:Dan O'Mahony
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dan O'Mahony
Published: 2020-09-21T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

I tried calling Miles while I was at school. I left a couple voicemails and waited for him to get back to me. At the end of the day, he sent me a text: i dont blame u

Man, that was a huge relief. I called him again after school. This time, he picked up. He was still pretty shook up but said he’d come back to school the next day. That was great news.

I started my training after school that day feeling a bit better about myself. Once I was done with my homework, instead of playing Xbox with the others, I sat down at the kitchen table with these old, leather-bound books.

Mrs. Sullivan explained they were journals kept by her and Sheriff Ron’s families and had been passed down through the generations. They told stories about encounters with faeries and the Host and included sketches of all the different creatures they’d seen.

When I wasn’t learning everything I could from those books, I was out in the forest practicing tracking with Mrs. Sullivan, Brody, and Brenna. I learned how to sort through all the scents in the forest, hone in on one, and follow it to the source.

Mrs. Sullivan, Brody, and Brenna then took it a step further. They’d go through a stream or roll in dirt to hide their scent. Sometimes, they’d leave false trails for me to follow. They taught me how to do these tricks too, in case I was ever tracked by someone — or something.

I’d already found out our wounds healed when we Changed, but I also learned we could heal in our wolf form by licking them the way an animal would. The torn flesh and skin would heal almost instantly. This came in handy, because it wasn’t long until I was meeting Sheriff Ron at night for fighting lessons.

He didn’t hold back. He’d cut me with his claws or bite me with his fangs just enough to draw blood, so it was helpful to be able to heal up between sparring rounds. I learned a lot, like the importance of being aware of my environment, how to use my opponent’s momentum against him, and how to roll with an attack in order to minimize the damage.

Most importantly, I learned to trust my instincts. Sheriff Ron liked to say we were a race of warriors, that fighting was in my blood, and I’d be surprised at what I was capable of.

Soon, it was the night of the sabbat, Candlemas, and the Sullivans invited me to go with them. I sneaked out and met them in the clearing where I normally Changed.

From there, we headed into the forest toward the St. Clair estate. Sheriff Ron led the way. Mrs. Sullivan ran behind him, then Brody and Brenna, and finally me, the newcomer.

We moved like one being. Whenever Sheriff Ron changed direction, the rest of us followed, smoothly and fluidly. We owned the forest. I swore there were moments when it seemed to bow before us, creating a path for us to travel.

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