From the Ashes

Chapter 16.

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Rena's POV***

I sat on the bed for what seemed like hours, tracing over the bite mark on my shoulder. Damon had left with great reluctance, telling me he had received a complaint from a packmate. When he told me that, my guilt for hiding Nora from him began to eat at me but I reminded myself that I was trying to keep the pack safe by putting their Alpha in oblivion from what I knew.

I was going to tell Damon, I just wanted to know more about her. She seemed to have known me, but how is that possible? I don't recall her ever being near or around the house in Sunscorch. I don't remember ever having to serve her there. Her accent was thick, so maybe she was just hanging about near the Coral Reef for fun. 

But how could she have possibly known about me? I stopped tracing over the indents in my skin and closed my eyes, the scene from yesterday playing in my mind.

"Catch up on your history."

What did that mean? I was going to look into it, but it's not like I could just go to the library willy-nilly and pick up a regular history book. I frowned and tried to think about what I should do. 

I wanted to tell Damon or Danica or maybe even Aron who seemed to have experience with witches, yet I didn't want to drag them down and force them to keep a secret from their Alpha.

[We should tell him before it gets out of hand.] My wolf chimed as I began to absentmindedly feel my mark.

I frowned. I needed to tell him, maybe he knew a solution to the problem. But apart of me knew that if I told him he'd accuse her of being an enemy. Somewhere deep down in my being, I knew she was on our side - whatever side it was that we were even on.

I let out an annoyed groan, and fell back onto the bed.

Nora's POV***

I narrowed my eyes and kept myself hidden behind the branches. The three wolves paced back and forth, sniffing below. I recognized one of the wolves that I'd fought years ago on the battlefield, I believe her name was Tawnya; the Alpha's mate. Her brown wolf growled at a subordinate. The smaller wolf bared his neck and pressed his nose to the ground in submission. 

The wolves had picked up on a scent I left for them a few days ago. Their alpha knew I was here, his goons made sure of that. These wolves thought they were so smart, picking on up on the scent I purposefully left for them. Their arrogance could almost make me pity them . . . Almost. 

 I made sure to make it seem like I was headed North, the exact opposite way of Rena's pack. Should they believe I fled, it would buy us some time to get a new game plan. I lifted myself up onto another branch and began to make my way home via tree.

I left the spot with ease, jumping from one small branch to another.  I was sure to keep quiet as I did so. Of course, the wolves didn't notice my presence nor my absence as I fled their territory - again. 

It's been at least a few hours and the sun was beginning to set. As I made my way back to my small cottage, my thoughts were consumed by Serena. She looked so different. Her hair was thicker and longer, with a pinch of wild waves. Her face was longer than before, not so chubby like when she was a child. Her eyes were a deep hazel and finally finding a spark of life that she used to have. 

Her eyes were so full of melancholy as she desperately tried to get more answers from me. I knew it was hurting her to have to find out more about herself and I all alone, but she hadn't a choice. It wasn't right for me to tell her just yet, I had to wait for the right moment.

I stopped short as the trees became scarcer than before. I hopped down, my feet lightly  sinking into the snow. I got up and waved my hand in the air like usual before my home was now in front of me. I began to walk to the door, but I soon paused when I noticed it was ajar. Immediately, I cast my hands out in front of me, ready to attack if needed. I stepped cautiously towards the door, kicking it open a bit.

The inside was dark and I could only prepare myself for the worst. I stepped in, and held out my pointer finger. "Lumos," I whispered. A small flame began to dance on my finger tip. The dim flame barely lit the room as I made my way to the kitchen.

Pans clanked together, causing me to turn. I prepared to throw fire if need be, but a certain face standing with his back to the wall made me sigh. I frowned and the flames on fingers vanished.

"What the hell?" I howled. Liam smirked, and suddenly the lights turned back on in the house. I looked up and frowned.

"I was waiting for you to come home you know," He said with a sigh. He shook his long hair and stared down at me. 

"Why?" I asked, taking off my cloak and setting it on the table. I felt him watch me as I took off my long sleeve jacket as well. Damn it was a cold winter.

"Larson attacked me last night." 

My heart spiked and immediately I whirled around to face him. "What? What do you mean, how did this happen?" I rushed out. His face fell noticeably as I scanned him for any injuries. 

"I was trying to keep tabs on Damon Baine while he a few others were out from his pack. They think Zacariah happened because of the council."

"And he was, but luckily I was there to finish him off. And don't look at me like you disapprove. Kill one, save a million." I said with flatness.

He reached an arm out and tenderly grabbed my forearm. His touch brought back familiar warmth but I jerked away. "I know how you get when you kill Nora. Don't forget that I was there that one time." His eyes were dark and concentrating on me only. I closed my eyes as memories from that painful night returned.

"I can handle things myself. I don't even need you here," I muttered, still keeping my eyes closed. He reached for me again, grabbing my hips. 

"You do need me. You just don't want to say it out loud nor in front of me. Like I told you, I'm here for you. I'm going to help you win Serena's trust and maybe in the end I'll win your heart too. You'll see."

I said nothing. I knew about Liam's feelings, but it was something I couldn't oblige in. Not after what happened. I had bigger things to focus on, like trying to save Serena before it was too late - again.