BlackWolf Legacy
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Silas spoke to Noah and Thomas. The two men nodded at him, waved goodbye to her and left.
Inhaling deeply, Jasmine wrapped an arm around Renee and Trista, together they moved to stand next to Silas in front of Razor and Storm. Prepared for the worst, Jasmine started with Razor who lay whimpering in his four legged wolf form on the concrete floor. Tufts of hair littered his confined area. Long grooves were all over the concrete, steel reinforced walls of his cage from where he unleashed his anger. The metal cot, sink and toilet were either ripped from the wall or turned over. The frame of the cot was twisted and bent like a pretzel. Pity, instead of fear, rose in her chest as she met his green-eyed gaze. Streaks of red all but covered the whites of his eyes as he stared longingly at Trista.
“He’s suffering,” she said.
“Yes, Ma’am,” Trista whispered. “He’s not himself, can’t control whatever’s going on. I’m glad you see that.”
Jasmine squeezed Trista. “We’re working hard to fix this. Seeing you, knowing you’re here for him, eases his beast.” She looked around and saw the other recliner that Trista used. “You’re helping him more than you know.”
“Thank you, Mistress. I feel so useless. It hurts seeing him like this. I haven’t slept since he’s been here.” Trista swallowed hard. “This morning I was so nauseas I threw up and had to leave to shower and change.”
That concerned Jasmine. Silas glanced at them. “You’ve been getting sick too?” she asked Renee.
Renee waved aside the question as she stared at Storm who sat against the wall watching her. “Nothing compared to what he’s going through. Daddy what’s happening to him?”
Silas stared at Storm who continued staring at Renee. “I don’t have an exact answer and for that I’m sorry, Princess. But this has something to do with the BlackWolf Clan. They’re two generations from Alpha Nikolas who originated our clan and are affected more than anyone else who came much later. Hawke, Angus, Barticus and several other people are working to find a solution.”
“Why didn’t you come home?” Renee asked.
Jasmine stilled as she looked at Silas. “Come home?”
“Mama, you and Daddy deserve a vacation more than anyone, but why didn’t you come home when you found out what was going on here with Storm and Razor? Maybe you could have stopped this from getting to this point,” Renee said in a sulky tone.
“If we could have stopped it, we would have. Your daddy doesn’t have to be here physically to fix anything that has to do with Storm’s full-blooded side. You do realize it’s Storm’s beast that’s sick, right?” Jasmine tempered her answer so that it didn’t come out the wrong way. No matter what her kids thought, Silas wasn’t god. There were some things beyond his abilities to repair. Plus, they needed that time alone to replenish their energies to work in the Nation.
Renee didn’t answer immediately.
Growing peeved with her daughter’s lack of maturity in this matter, Jasmine leaned back to speak.
“We’re here now, don’t aggravate your mother, you know better than that,” Silas said.
Renee inhaled deeply and nodded. “Sorry, Mama.”
She didn’t mean it and that made the apology worthless in Jasmine’s opinion. “Can you do something to help them?” Jasmine asked Silas.
“I’m going to pull their beasts, help them normalize and take them for a run. While we’re gone, have these cages cleaned and sanitized. Don’t bother with furniture or anything like that,” Silas said.
“Will it be safe?” Jasmine asked concerned.
“Yes. I’m their Alpha, they can never hurt or attack me.”
“In their beast forms can you control the rage so Trista and Renee can spend some time with their mates?”
He looked thoughtful. “I don’t know everything that’s going on which is why I’m taking them out alone so I can access their beasts and sense the anomaly. I may pull on you instead of Pack for energy if necessary.”
Silas hated taking energy from Pack but had no problems using the energy she pulled from her network of Pack Bitches. Men. “Alright. Do it while we’re here so they can see their mates normalize.”
“Yes, Ma’am.” Silas pulled Razor’s beast first.
When Silas and her kids shifted, there were no bone snapping sounds or tearing or ripping. It was a smooth transition, something Silas taught each one and required they work on it until they got it right. Razor howled as his body reshaped, bones popped and snapped as he morphed into his regular beast.
“Razor,” Trista called as she ran to the bars, slid her hand through and rubbed his head. Storm’s transition was similar. It was eerie watching his arms shorten, his back curve and his face morph completely into his four legged beast.
Renee walked toward him slowly and rubbed his head. “This... this is what Daddy could’ve given him days ago. His sanity, the ability to think clear.”
Pissed, Jasmine opened her mouth.
“No, let it go,” Silas said.
“She’s wrong,” Jasmine said hot by her daughter’s attitude. “We are not robots. Where was she when I was so tired and worn out it took everything within me to put one foot in front of the other? Being La Patron and La Patroness is draining and it was affecting our relationship, possibly our ability to lead. No one, not our kids, or Pack, or Celestial beings get to say what we need to remain intact.”
“If I was behind those bars, the only thing you would see is someone could’ve given me a moment of peace and didn’t. You’d feel the same as she does, let it go, Sweet Bitch.”
Unable to disagree, Jasmine lapsed into angry silence and watched as Silas shifted. He walked over to her and rubbed against her legs while walking in a close circle.
“I wish we could do that,” Renee said.
Jasmine closed her eyes and counted to three. “That girl’s attitude is getting on my nerves.”
“Hank is going to open the doors so they can come out in a few seconds. They’re clearing the hall so we don’t come into contact with anyone,” Silas said.
“Tell that to your daughter,” Jasmine said as she ran her fingers through Silas’ fur.
“I spoke to her.”
When he didn’t say anything else Jasmine let it go. The cage doors opened slowly. Storm bounded out and went to Renee. She wrapped her arms around him and held tight while stroking him everywhere. Trista did the same with Razor.
Jasmine moved toward the door and opened it. Silas nipped at her fingertips and then licked them. “I’m going upstairs to see the rest of my children, hopefully they’ll be happier to see me.”
“Stop it.”
She looked at him, saw the color of his eyes had changed to blue-green and released a sigh. “Alright. That wasn’t nice but I’m tired, didn’t get much sleep last night, dealt with a crazy man and am just getting home from a week with seriously stressful moments. Dead bodies washing up on the beach... hello.”
“I was there, Jasmine.”
“I know. It’s just we go from one challenge to another without a breather. It would’ve been nice to come home, greet my family, put my feet up and share the highlights of my vacation last week; spend time with my kids and grands.” She shook her head. “But that’s not my life. That’s not the hand I was dealt, so I have to suck it up, paste on a smile, and deal with the reality.”
“Which is?” He sat in front of her meeting her gaze.
“The reality is my life has serious highs and lows. I’m blessed with a great husband and kids, good, fulfilling work and friends. But the lows are really low and stuff like this have to be dealt with no matter how much I wish it didn’t.”
“What would you change if it was within your power?” he asked.
Jasmine looked over her shoulder at Renee rubbing her face against Storm’s black fur and brushing it with a large comb. “I’m not sure Silas. I would make sure the kids were happy, healthy, whole. I’d stop the sickness and viruses that come against us, whether through natural or scientific tam
pering.” She shook her head slightly. “Like I said earlier today, I need a vacation from my vacation.”
“What can I do to make this easier for you?”
She stared into his emerald green eyes and smiled. “You make every day worthwhile, Silas. A lot of what I put up with and go through is because of you, but not all. I’m tired and not in the best moods. That’s what happens when I make love all night beneath the stars. I’m going to take a nap. In a few hours if I still feel this way we’ll have a more serious conversation.” She scratched him between the ears. “It could mean whatever’s happening to you is seeping through our link.”
He didn’t say anything as she left through the door.
... TO BE CONTINUED IN BlackWolf Redemption, coming soon!
Hello,
It’s hard to believe Silas and Jasmine have been entertaining us with stories of their lives and allowing us to watch as they grow and overcome obstacles. BlackWolf Legacy and BlackWolf Redemption celebrate the fifth year of La Patron’s Den, an online group dedicated to all things La Patron.
When Silas and Jasmine went on vacation, it occurred to me that she has little to no contact with humans outside of the Compound. It was interesting to see her interact with humans again and Silas as well.
One of the things we’ve never really explored too fully was how the BlackWolf came about with Alpha Nikolas and Konstantin. Several books touched on the men, but in BlackWolf Legacy and BlackWolf Redemption, there are skeletons that surface that take Silas and the others by surprise.
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