Wolf's Obsession (12 page)

“Yes, I can sense it too Donovan!” Isaac said. “My mojo is telling me something
ain’t right in there. I wonder how many creeps who deal in the black arts are covering
Kyle’s ass!” The bald headed man said, ending his sentence with a hiss.

“Let me see what’s going on in there!” Storm suggested.

“Now, how the hell do you plan on doing that son?” Donovan asked.

“I can project my spirit to any place I choose, and even if the place is rigged,
I’ll know.” Storm explained, soon after the words left his lips, the man appeared
to be in a coma-like stare. Brady studied the tall man in awe, waving his hand in
front the man’s face.

“Wow, cool man!” Brady exclaimed. “Check it Isaac!”

“Every little thing appears to amaze you, doesn’t it Brady?” Isaac asked in a whisper,
slowly shaking his head.

"Dude, I swear….!" Brady exclaimed.

“Shut up Brady, you don’t want to jar the man out of his body for good. Stop waving
your hand across his face.”

Upon seeing Donovan’s car, Ronnie parked on the opposite side of the street.

“I need to stay,” Hawk said. “I need to keep protection out here, while you are
inside.” The shaman suggested.

“I agree Hawk,” Ronnie said. You’re much stronger in spirit form, and I’m sure you
can stave off any attack from dark spirits.” The man said.

“I don’t know Ronnie, I don’t want to leave him out here!” Thorne warned. “I don’t
have a good feeling about this.”

“Thorne, take Ronnie, and go. Remember what I said to you earlier.” Hawk warned.
With that, the man sat straight up in the back seat of the car, chanting an old
Chippewa prayer. There was no wind, no people, just dead silence, and an electrifying
aura, haunting the vicinity of the warehouse.

“Come on man, you won’t win, and he’s right. He will do us more good waiting in
the car.” Ronnie said, locking all the doors with the remote. The two men dashed
across the street to join the others.

When Storm projected his spirit into the warehouse, a cold chill engulfed Jay, and
an old familiar spirit seemed to surround them all.

“I don’t know, but something doesn’t feel right, I’m not liking this,” the medicine
man said in a low voice, and nervously shifted his weight from one foot to the other.

“No, he’ll be alright,” Thorne suggested.

* * * * * *

Storm quietly strolled through a large open area, unable to detect or sense anything
except a foul odor within the air. As he exited the area, he turned down a small
corridor, running into Darius and Dane.

“Storm, is that you?” Dane asked, with a surprised look on his face. Dane and Darius
were all too familiar with the wendigo warrior's presence.

“Lower your voice vampire!” Storm growled in a low voice.

"Don’t go getting all defensive man, do you have back up outside? If so, you need
to get everyone in here, I don’t think you can shift to your wolf form while you’re
a spirit.” Darius quickly said. Kyle and Raphael went at it for a while. Kyle was
going to stake Raphael for defending Thorne’s mate.” The vampire explained.

“What?” Storm exclaimed.

“Look man, we’re on your side, don’t ask about Raphael, I have no idea why the sudden
change, but he seriously went to bat for Thorne’s mate, I’m telling you. He’s injured,
thanks to some ugly ass beasts Kyle has protecting the joint.” Dane said. “Go, get
whatever help you have and get them in here, quickly!”

“Kyle is a one man show. He has this fancy ass equipment, and he’s into some kind
of black magic, he summons beasts, and they protect him. He’s like a master of illusion,
he’ll fuck with your mind, so be careful!” Darius warned. “Hurry up damn it, there
isn’t much time to explain,” the vampire whispered.

No one ever saw the large dark shadow that charged Dane until it was too late. The
shadow creature sent Dane hurtling into large wooden crates on the opposite side
of the room. Darius, hissing and baring fangs dodged the hideous creature with saliva
dripping profusely from it’s fangs.

Get the hell out of here man, I think there are more of those things, that’s what’s
been….The beast ripped through Darius’ shoulder, spilling blood across the floor.
Howling in pain, Darius clashed with the beast, rolling on the floor. Storm quickly
projected himself back to his body, shocking everyone as he sharply inhaled a deep
breath.

“The shit’s hitting the fan inside,” Storm told everyone. “Look, we need to get
in there. From what I could see, Kyle’s running the show from all angles. Darius
and Dane warned me about them….

What!” Thorne exclaimed. “You can’t trust those two birds Storm, have you lost your
fucking mind?” Heading towards the building, Storm warned Thorne about his temper.

Yeah Storm, remember Hawk’s warning, keep your temper in check, it could cause you
to lose Melanie, forever.”

Yeah son,” Donovan added. “Then I’ll have to kick your ass up one side and down
the other. Okay everyone, here goes nothing. Once we’re inside, split up, and go
in opposite directions. If we can find those vampires, that will be a big help…

What the hell is that?” Natalie asked, shocked at an eerie two-headed beast charging
her. The exquisite woman shifted into a tall reddish-silver werewolf. The slimy,
scaly critter with fangs and blood red eyes howled as Natalie slashed it’s throat.
Collapsing, the beast hit the floor with a loud “thud.”

Brady, Donovan, and Isaac’s senses were off the charts as they detected several
more of the beasts coming their way. One charged Isaac, barely scratching the man’s
bald head, when Isaac ducked. Reaching down into his boot, Isaac pulled out a five
inch instrument. Pressing a small button, it grew in length, gutting the creature.

Jay, Thorne, Storm and Natalie had their own problems dealing with strange cat-like
creatures who insisted upon going for the proud warriors’ eyes. Each man shifted
into tall, black wendigo werewolves, bravely fighting for their lives. Darius and
Dane came around the corner, joining in on the fight. Bodies were flung about in
such a vicious manner, that the beasts charging Donovan and his crew managed to
lose themselves a few body parts.

“I’m going to rip your intestines out and strangle you with them.” The female cat
creature purred as she foolishly closed in upon Natalie, who growled viciously,
before lopping the creature’s head off in one fell swoop of her hand. Anger and
rage coursed through Natalie’s body as she saw one of the hideous green creatures
biting into Donovan’s shoulder, and another wrestling him to the ground. It hissed
loudly as Donovan dug his claws deep into it’s chest, accidentally missing the hideous
creature’s heart. Rage propelled Natalie towards her mate as she hurled one creature
into the wall, and cruelly snapping the spine of the other.

* * * * *

Melanie clung tightly to Raphael as the two scurried through the cluttered warehouse,
undetected by the hideous creatures Kyle summoned to watch over them. Raphael was
wounded, and without feeding, his strength was severely depleted. Guiding Melanie
towards the nearest exit he could think of, he explained to her she would have to
leave.

“I’m not going anywhere without you.” Melanie whispered. “You saved my life, and
I just can’t….

“Dancer, you need to listen to me, and get out of here. I don’t think you want to
know what will happen if these dark creatures were to get loose in the city.” Raphael
warned. “I played my part in creating this mess, now I need to clean it up.”

“But Raphael, why must….

Kyle ambushed Raphael from behind, pushing the weakened vampire into a crate, and
stabbing him several times, with a stake, in an effort to dust him. Raphael turned,
catching Kyle in the jaw with a claw, ripping at flesh. Kyle howled in pain through
gritted teeth as Raphael caught him in the throat, lifting him against the wall.
Just then, Jay Thorne, and Storm had located Melanie.

Sniffing the air, Melanie caught Thorne’s familiar scent. Relief flooded through
Melanie as she gazed into familiar wendigo eyes. Her heart did flip flops when she
saw joy in the wendigo’s eyes. He was very happy to see his Melanie.

“Ma’iingan” “My wolf,” Melanie exclaimed, breathlessly. The wendigo gazed at her,
nodding it’s head indefinitely, then glanced at Raphael, who was in the process
of ripping Kyle’s heart out of his chest. The vampire was covered in blood, and
his eyes glowed with bloodlust as he slowly looked his old nemesis, Thorne over
from head to toe. Thorne’s lips curled baring his teeth to Raphael, who in turn,
did the same.

Isaac and Brady came rushing in from one side of the warehouse while Ronnie, Natalie,
and Donovan joined them all. Upon seeing her daughter, Natalie shifted into her
human form, her clothes hanging loosely from her body. Melanie clung tightly to
the fur around her, since she was still in the nude.

“Are you alright Melanie?” Natalie cried. Donovan joined in, grabbing his daughter,
holding her tightly, sniffing her.

“Melanie,” Donovan murmured softly, quickly looking at Raphael, then Thorne who
had shifted back into his human form. The team had ultimately destroyed the creatures,
but Danoir approached them all quickly, informing them the critters would continue
to enter the portal that Kyle purposely left open. Raphael turned his head upon
seeing Melanie throwing her arms around the warrior.

Anger slowly coursed through Thorne, until he remembered Hawk’s strict words. It
took every last bit of strength within not to lash out at his mate. Raphael’s scent
was strong on her, and although he knew the two didn’t have sexual intercourse,
Thorne knew Raphael had tasted, and pleasured Melanie. The young warrior struggled
hard with that knowledge, remembering if it weren’t for his reaction to her heritage,
she wouldn’t had stormed out of the house, and none of this would be happening,
probably.

“Thorne,” Melanie murmured. Its

“There’s no time, you all need to get the hell out of here, fast.” Raphael said,
"That’s if you want to live.”

"Are you threatening us?” Thorne asked, shooting the long-haired man a look that
he knew what he’d done with Melanie.

“No Thorne, but this place is about to be destroyed. Furthermore, my fight with
you is over, I hold no animosity towards you or your clan.” Raphael confessed. “Its
over. Danoir, Darius, and Dane, you will tell the rest of our clan that there will
be no more fighting the Black Claws.” Raphael said in a demanding voice.

The vampires stood, looking at Raphael in awe. Even Brady and Isaac were a little
shocked. Surely this wasn’t the Raphael they’d come to loathe and despise.

“Won’t you be returning with us to New Orleans,” Danoir asked Raphael.

“No, I won’t.” Raphael said, with no regret on his face. Danoir noticed absolute
content upon Raphael’s face, and for some weird reason, that was soothing to him.

Raphael approached Thorne. Thorne backed away, out of fear of lopping Raphael’s
head off, until Ronnie eased him forward, reminding him of Hawk’s warning.

“Now is the time for complete change Thorne,” Ronnie coaxed. “It’s time to make
peace, instead of war. Our clans have fought for the longest time, and that didn’t
help our losses Thorne, you know that.” Ronnie stated. “This is what Hawk was speaking
of.” Ronnie said, looking at the others who had puzzled looks on their faces.

“I’ll explain more once we get back to a place where we can talk, but for now…

Ronnie’s voice trailed off in terror at hideous sounds coming from another part
of the warehouse. More creatures were working their way through the portal Kyle
had spitefully opened up. He decided if he were to die while trying to strengthen
the black market, he’d take down all of mankind as well.

“You need to go,” Raphael hissed.

“Raph man, what about you?” Danoir asked.

“Don’t worry about me,” Raphael smiled, taking a small hand-held gadget from the
belt loop of his black leather pants. “There are hideous beasts from the pit of
hell coming through a portal in another room, and I’m the only one who can stop
them.” Raphael said, looking at everyone.

“Maybe I can stay and help?” Thorne suggested, still struggling with the burden
of Raphael touching his mate. Raphael should have been dead by now. Glimpses of
Thorne’s powerful jaws ripping Raphael to shreds sent shivers down his own spine.
Now he knew everything, if Raphael was destroyed before putting a stop to Kyle’s
evil, all of man-kind would suffer, indefinitely.

“No Thorne, this is something that I must do.”

“Thorne, we can’t leave him here.” Melanie said, gazing at Thorne, and her parents.
“There has to be another way, Raphael actually saved me.” She exclaimed, her heart
going out to her captor. For a fleeting moment, Melanie regretted not fully giving
herself to her captor, but knew it wasn’t meant to be. Oddly, she couldn’t help
but notice the strange closeness to Raphael. It had to be from her vampire half.

“Everyone, get out now!” Raphael roared, as he skillfully manipulated the piece
within his hand, activating some age-old detonating tool. “Do you see this?” Raphael
bellowed, “This has the power to seal the portal, but it will destroy this warehouse,
and everything within it, so leave now!”

Thorne bit his lip as Melanie rushed over to Raphael, giving him a hug and a quick
peck on the cheek. “I won’t forget what you did for me back there Raphael. Thank
you, thank you so much for protecting me.”

uickly, Thorne walked over to Raphael, briefly shaking his hand.

“You take care of her,” Raphael said. “She’s a good woman, and she’ll preserve your
clan.” The dark vampire said.

How did you know?” Thorne asked, puzzled.

Don’t know my friend, just a feeling.” Raphael said, giving Thorne a quick half
smile. The roars of the beasts came closer, and Isaac and Brady started rounding
everyone out to the opposite side of the warehouse, the way in which they came.
The spot that once held Raphael’s heart damn near caved in as he caught a lone silver
tear, creeping it’s way down the side of Melanie’s face. Damn, no one had ever cried
or even gave a shit about him in his entire existence. It sure as hell would feel
nice to depart this existence, knowing someone actually gave a damn about him, Raphael
thought quietly to himself. Consuming that small bit of knowledge, a smile briefly
erupted on his face, then he turned, slowly walking into the opposite direction.