Malevolence - Legacy Series Book Two (The Legacy Series) (26 page)

           
“Oh, right.
 
First, I think you could use someone like me to help you with distinguishing the vampires’ quest.
 
Second, I’m here to help Chrissy.”
 
She didn’t sound nervous but her trembling hand proved otherwise.
 
She linked her fingers together in an attempt to keep them from shaking.
 
“I’m sorry; I’m going to have to talk to Chrissy and Abel alone.
 
It’s nothing against you Pru and Oakley, but the rest of the meeting is secret.
 
Parker, I’d love to finish our talk some time.
 
Hit me up on
Facebook
when this is all done.
 
Ya’ll do understand, I hope.”

           
Both turned to look at me, I motioned for them to go.

           
“If you don’t mind, I’m going to place a privacy spell on the room.
 
Not that I don’t trust them, but everyone here is a werewolf and has amazing hearing.”
 
She smiled nervously.
 
Out of her purse she pulled a small book and a vile that had a clear liquid.
 
Walking around the room she recited an incantation and sprinkled the liquid in each corner.
 
We sat in the white chairs facing the fireplace.
 
She pulled out a little candle and lit it before setting it down on the coffee table.
 
Sitting back, she let out a sigh of relief.
 
“I’m so sorry, but there is a lot of energy in this house.
 
It was wrecking havoc on my inner peace.
  
Chrissy, it had to be taxing on you to be around it non-stop the last few days.”

           
“It hasn’t been that bad, not until the O’Connell’s showed up.
 
The Jackson’s have a lot of energy too.
 
I’m sure you didn’t come all the way out here to talk about the energy though.”
 

           
“You’re right.
 
Let me start by saying that what is said about whom I am, and what organization I represent, is incredibly secret.
 
I trust that you understand that.”
 
Rain said.

           
We both nodded in agreement.

           
“I am part of the Rosicrucian Order.
 
There was a point that we were more secretive, but in a world of internet and Google, some things leak out.
 
Although my group is part of the Rosicrucian’s we are a bit more secretive and selective.
 
We are the Rosa
Provincialis
Order and our crest is a cross with a yellow rose in the center.
 
Like this,” she said as she pulled her sleeve up a little to expose her wrist.
 
A small tattoo on the inside of her wrist, right before the heel of her hand, looked as if it glowed.

           
“Oh, that is pretty.”
 
Chrissy said.
 
I knew she wanted a tattoo for while but hadn’t decided what it would be.

           
“If you notice how it is glowing, it is signaling that there are supernaturals nearby.
 
The brighter it glows, like right now, means there are strong super’s around.”
 
She pulled her sleeve down and sat back in the chair.
 
“My position is that of a healer, just like you Chrissy.
 
Your father had approached the Rosicrucian chapter in Oklahoma a few years ago about you.
 
He knew you would be a great healer one day and wanted you to join us.
 
We had made arrangements for you to go to the Invisible School of Learning when you turned eighteen but never heard from him again.
 
We don’t put addresses on our paperwork so our whereabouts is kept secret.
 
Quinney contacted us after Pru had told him about you, and well, that is why I’m here.
 
I’d like to extend this invitation for you to join us, and would like to help Abel fulfill his destiny.
 
I need to arm you with some healing knowledge, how to use herbs and such for healing.
 
Are you willing to accept this invitation Chrissy?”

           
Chrissy looked at me and back at Rain.
 
“I think you have it all wrong Rain, I’m not a healer.
 
Not a good one at least.”

           
“You will be, you have the added benefit to hear animals.
 
Do you have any idea how astonishing that is?
 
We’d be able to travel to China and find out what is wrong with Ming Shi the panda and why he isn’t mating with
Thuy
.
 
We could go to horse farms and find out why their champion mare isn’t eating.
 
You can help so many animals, and humans, it is momentous we’ve found you.”
 

           
As Rain talked, I could see the excitement building on
Chrissy’s
face.
 
Her eyes were actually twinkling with the prospect of helping animals.

           
“You really believe that don’t you?”
 
Chrissy asked.

           
“Yes, I do.
 
We don’t have a lot of time; the vampires are getting anxious and will be announcing their existence soon.
 
With all of the werewolves around, someone is bound to notice.
 
This place is littered with supernaturals and many are bound to the vampires for one reason or another.
 
Chrissy, do you accept this offer?”
 
Rain asked.

           
“Yes, yes I do.”
 
Chrissy said as she squeezed my hand that was resting on her lap.

           
“I need you to hold out your wrist,” Rain said as she dug around in her purse.
 
“I’m going to mark you.”
 
She pulled out a small case that held a little tool I assumed was a tattoo gun, some ink and purple vinyl gloves.

           
“Mark me?
 
As in you plan on tattooing me?”
 
Chrissy asked hesitantly.

           
“Yes, how else would you get this on your wrist?
 
Those needles and the ink process is time consuming and I don’t have a lot of time, thus the gun.”

           
I watched as Rain worked with precision in tattooing Chrissy.
 
Every once in a while, Chrissy would mentally say a rhythmic
ow
,
ow
,
ow
;
 
it took all of fifteen minutes for her to finish and clean up her wrist.
 
Everyone was tatting up these days, but I couldn’t see enjoying the process.
  
I had been thinking about having my inner circle tattooed to signify those that work with the Great Wolf.
 
I hadn’t told anyone yet; maybe when we got back to Oklahoma we’d do it.
 
Rain told us she had to activate the artwork and we had to sit quietly until it worked.
 
She put her hand on
Chrissy’s
wrist and chanted quietly.
 
She removed her hand and the tattoo began to glow just like Rain’s.

           
“Abel, I realize your status, but I’m going to ask you to leave the room.
 
I need to go over a few things with her and we need to be alone.
 
Oh, one more thing,” she leaned forward and touched my forehead with her thumb.

           
“Bye Chrissy,
bye
Rain, I’m going to go find something to eat and make sure we’re all on the same page.”

 
Chapter 31.
 
Enemies

“There was once an enchantress, who had three sons who loved each other as brothers, but the old woman did not trust them, and thought they wanted to steal her power from her.” The Crystal Ball ~ Grimm’s Household Tales

PRU

           
“
Dammit
to hell, I am not going to send Abel into that building alone.
 
Gus and I will go in there,” I said as loud as possible without sounding like I was yelling.
 
“Over here we have the Jackson pack, which I barely met two hours ago, and I’m entrusting them to protect not only Abel’s parents but my mom too.
 
Do you have any idea how much they hate the Phelan name?
 
From what my father told me of them, they blame us for the demise of their family.
 
Not to mention the minute they arrived, the short
asshat
over there,” I said as I pointed to the little guy in the corner with his arms crossed.
 
“He had the audacity to hit on me.
 
We are here to keep the vampires from outing themselves and to find Abel’s sister and Mr.
Horndog
thinks he can hit on me.” Gus set his hand on my back to calm me down.
 
I knew without looking that Oakley was trying to keep his cool.
 
“Someone better explain to me really fast as to why I’m to entrust them with my family?”

           
For the next ten minutes I listened to the blathering of Patrick and the douche-alpha Jackson guy.
 
I was really tired of so many people being involved.
 
The whole thing sounded like a suicide mission.
 
I was startled out of my thoughts when a shrill ringing sound echoed down the hall.
 
What the hell now?
 
Was there anyone in Paris that didn’t know where the O’Connell pack was at?

           
“Prudence, everything is fine.
 
This is a safe-house for supers.
 
I thought you knew that.
 
Patrick and his business partner own it and rent it out to packs, covens, whatever needs help and protection from the vampires.
 
Demons and vampires are forbidden, and to assure they are not allowed on the land, the entire place is blessed.
 
Every single tree, building, pavement, item on this land has been blessed.
 
I’m pretty positive that whoever is at the door is unaffiliated with either,”
mom said.

           
“Gotcha, okay, that makes more sense now.
 
I want to curl up and go to sleep for a little while.
 
Are we going back or staying here overnight?”

           
“We’re going to stay here to sleep, but will go to the house to make an appearance.
 
I had been shopping before you arrived and I have tons of those bags with the handles on them.
 
We’ll go to the house with the bags opened up like we have been on a shopping spree.
 
It will cover us for being gone so much.”

           
“You’re good mom.
 
You got a side job with the CIA or something?
 
You have answers for every dilemma.”
 
We laughed quietly as Abel, Patrick and douche-bag discussed alpha business.
 
I ran my hand through my hair, remembering I cut it all off.
 
It still felt strange not being able to pull it up in a ponytail.
 
“Holy hell, what the hell is
she
doing here?”
 
I scrambled to my feet, ready to pounce at the drop of a dime.

           
“This is my friend
Mylandra
, she is my informant within
Pascale’s
clan,” Kenneth said.

           
“Of course she is.” I rolled my eyes at this new bit of trivia.
 
Could I just scream, just one little scream at the top of my lungs as to how ludicrous this was turning out to be.
 
Thankfully, the alphas finished their little get together in time to hear about Kenneth’s friend
Mylandra
.