Werewolves of Shade (Part Five) (Beautiful Immortals Series Book 5) by Tim O'Rourke

Author:Tim O'Rourke [O'Rourke, Tim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ravenwoodgreys
Published: 2015-05-05T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

I left the graveyard and stood in the narrow lane that led back toward the village. I watched Trent, Rea, and Rush disappear into the distance. Alone again, I fixed the belt Trent had given me about my waist. It felt heavy. There were so many bullets fixed to it, that I lost count. What was Trent expecting to find in the woods tonight? I couldn’t help but wonder. But whatever it was, Trent obviously wanted me to be prepared – he wanted me to be able to defend myself. So turning in the direction of the field where the derelict red-brick building stood, I made my way along the uneven track. Crows squawked in the distance as they fluttered up from the barren fields. The wind made a whistling sound as it swept down off the hills that surrounded Shade. I looked into the distance and found it hard to believe that the village was surrounded by not only a vast wooden wall, but by a wall of magic too.

Trent had spoken of a magic spell that had been cast over Shade, but I hadn’t felt any resistance the night I’d crept through the gap in the wall and into Shade. Had the magic that Trent had described been weakened already and that’s why I had no difficulty in getting into Shade? Were then the villagers partially right and someone or something unseen by me had followed me through the gap I had found in the wall? Whatever the reason, I had been left feeling excited by what Trent had said at the village meeting. The fact that Trent had spoken of magic and spells suggested only one thing to me – witchcraft. I knew nothing of such things – as much as I knew about the Beautiful Immortals – but I could remember my mother and father telling me tales of the beautiful young witch. Was it she who had cast the spell over Shade? It had to be. From all the stories I had ever heard, there had only ever been one witch and it had been she who had saved the humans – saved the world. All I knew from the tales that I’d listened to or overheard about the young witch was that her hair had been raven black and her skin as white as snow. It was believed that this beautiful young woman had bewitched both the vampires and werewolves, turning them all to stone, which over time had turned to nothing but dust. But I believed I had seen a werewolf in Shade – it had come each night and sat at the end of my garden path. I had watched it shapeshift into something that looked half man. It had come into my room into my bed… whatever had happened, that creature hadn’t been made of stone. It hadn’t been a statue. Its touch had been warm, its kiss against my neck tender, the beat of his heart…

I shook such thoughts from my head.

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