by Gift .
Chapter 10
I was in my room except it wasn't my room, it looked somehow different. Wynter didn't seem to notice but I definitely did. I got up and went to my closet to find something to wear and everything in my wardrobe was not mine? I picked out a black and silver shimmery dress that was short and had only one shoulder. It was tight fitting and accentuated all of my curves. I picked it because it seemed like the most modest thing in there.
A pair of black and silver sparkly six inch heels followed, they looked like they were made for this dress. My long silver hair flowed down my back in beachy waves which I thought was strange.. My hair is always pin straight. I looked at myself in the mirror before I left and admired how I looked. Something about this dress brought out the platinum in my silver eyes.
I took one last glance still thinking something was off, but I just couldn't put my finger on it. I grabbed a bagel and some jalapeno cream cheese from my fridge and then I went out the door. I wasn't even sure where I was heading but my feet seemed to know. I ended up in front of the pack house... not sure why I would ever want to be there, just as Alpha Drake walked out the front door. I froze in a mixture of terror, disgust, and confusion?
My emotions were all over the place at the sight of him. No doubt he was gorgeous with his dark skin and dark ocean blue eyes. He had on a black suit jacket and pants, platinum silver shoes with a matching suit vest and tie. His dark hair tousled and rough. He matched my dress, eyes and hair perfectly. I had mixed feelings as we walked towards me with his arm out, I grabbed onto his arm automatically, as he greeted me.
"Good morning my Luna." He purred, kissing my lips softly as he locked his ocean blue eyes onto mine and I could see what looked like.... love? Radiating from them. My eyes widened in shock.. his Luna??? Oh hell no I thought, something isn't right. I have never seen any emotion from Alpha Drake, besides the conflict from last night of course. Wynter seemed to have no problem with this new situation and I was suddenly terrified. As we started walking he said, "Are you ready for The Edge tonight?" Not a hint of acid in his voice.
The Edge was a nightclub that was just 20 minutes off the pack land. It was a place where a lot of wolves and humans frequented. We had our ins, and with a special keyphrase and stamp, it let the bartenders and bouncers know who we were and who our Alpha was. I'm sure there were other creatures that went there too, but I had never been. You had to be 19 before Alpha Drake would allow permission and nobody was allowed to go there unless Alpha Drake was going there as well. He rarely went there so that meant this was going to be a big event, and alot of our pack would be attending.
I was feeling nervous and wondering what in the fuck was going on. Everything seemed so strange to me and I suddenly noticed Wynter wasn't in my mind anymore which scared the shit out of me. Where was my wolf? I was in a silent panic, and then I remembered Mr. Kane had said if I needed him he would be there. I knew something was wrong, I just couldn't put my finger on it. So for the first time since Mr. Kane had saved me and threatened Alpha Drake, I used my mind link and left him with one word, "help," then I ended the link. It was as if he was waiting for me to say something.
Mr. Kane appeared in front of us, almost as if he teleported, can Reavers teleport? Alpha Drake stopped Frozen in what seemed like fear and anger, I could feel his muscles on his arm flexing at the sight. "Mr. Kane" he said, the usual venom in his voice. "To what do we owe the pleasure?" His snarky comment was too much, the next thing I knew Alpha Drake was flying across the street slamming into the house nearby.
Mr. Kane materialized directly in front of me and grabbed my shoulders, "Rayne, are you ok?“ I could hear the worry dripping off his words. Something about him felt different, it felt familiar, solid, like he was the only real thing around me. "No, something is wrong. I don't know why I'm here, I don't know what I'm doing with him and I can't hear Wynter" I stuttered, tears in my eyes. He brought me into a bear hug immediately, an intense feeling of safety washed over me like a soothing blanket, which was very different from my usual fear of him.
"Wake up Rayne, wake up!“ His golden voice echoed in my mind as I shot up out of bed panting heavily. Oh my God it was just a dream. I swear I saw Mr. Kane at the foot of my bed when I shot up but I think I was just discombobulated. Wynter stirred lazily, not remembering my dream at all, she must have been in one of her own.
Why would I, in my dream, call to Mr. Kane of all people? Why would I be with Alpha Drake?? It made absolutely no sense but still left me shook. I got up and ran to my closet to find all of my regular everyday wear, mostly sports bras, cutoff tees, yoga pants and flats.
I think I own two pairs of heels which I definitely would have worn had we been going to The Edge, but I was more of a fan of my combat boots. I threw on a crop tank and some black yoga pants, with my favorite black combat boots. I ran downstairs, grabbed a bagel and jalapeno and cream cheese which was not different from my dream strangely, and headed to training. The dream was still swirling fresh in my mind.
Chapter 11
(Mr. Kane)
"Anthony, what do you have to report?" I asked curiously. Anthony was my second in command. Tall, muscular, dark hair, dark bronze eyes, and a straight expression almost always. He had a crescent moon tattooed on the right side of his face with vines going down his neck. He handled all my dirty work, the cleanup, the reports. He did literally anything and everything I asked with complete obedience and no questions asked. You could say he would be considered a friend, my closest friend.
Reavers did not run in packs like the wolves did, we were more solitary keeping to our small Covens of 13 or less and just branching off from there. I however ran 23 Covens. We inhabited more areas than I think anyone realized, and with our multitude of powers we really had no enemies worthwhile. I have a title, high priest, we don't report to anyone higher up. The high priests, there are 4 of us, are the top of the line. Each with a multitude of covens under their control. Together we four rule the underworld.
"The Alpha wolf thinks he's going to make Rayne his Luna, sir" Anthony said reluctantly, snapping me from my thoughts. I felt a wave of rage flood through me, "she is mine" I spat possessively with gritted teeth. "Anthony, I need someone on the inside of that pack, someone who will befriend Rayne, she needs company, she needs interaction with others to keep her distracted and away from that motherfucking Alpha." I spat.
"Yes sir" Anthony stated and he vanished, no doubt to fulfill my will. I'm sure he would have no trouble finding her a suitable friend or even two. A twinge of guilt flooded into my chest when I realized that I was the reason she hadn't let anyone get close. My intention was never to stop her from having relationships of her own, but I couldn't let another man take her innocence. The thought made my blood boil.
I recalled my first interaction with Rayne, she was 9 years old at the time, a clumsy little thing. I had heard her victory cry when she made it to the well without her mother's pursuit which made me chuckle. I carefully watched her through the trees so as to not make my appearance known, and sure enough she fell right in trying to look over the edge. I fully intended to leave her there to drown, I started to walk away when I realized she was not drowning but swimming, and talking to herself. I couldn't just walk away.
I pulled her out and the second I looked into her platinum silver eyes I knew, but it was clear that she had no idea what she was, and I planned to keep it that way until the time was right. A Reaver would never come into their full powers unless they were raised in a coven and taught to unlock them. I knew I had nothing to worry about with her, as she and her mother lived in a cottage on the edge of the Red Ace pack back then, and the only powers they had were that of the wolf.
I knew someday that would all change, and I decided I would be there when it did. My wolf Nero pushed through breaking me from my memory, "She is ours" he growled. I agreed. She would be ours regardless if she wanted to be or not, I thought with a sly smile forming on my lips. I got up and continued on with my business,
I had Covens to run but I was distracted. The memories of Rayne always flitted in and out of my mind.
I felt a pang of guilt again when I remembered what happened when she was 16. She was out at the swimming hole with some of the other wolves. I knew she had been sort of seeing a young wolf named Brad at the time, it bothered me but not really as she was too young and too proud for anything serious. I got word from my men that her and Brad had disappeared away from the other wolves, so I of course being me materialized right in front of them.
Brad had his arms around her and she was laying in his lap. They were just talking but it made my wolf uneasy to see him holding her like that. I locked eyes with Rayne and calmly asked her if she remembered what I had said when I brought her here. She was shaking with terror, a small "yes" escaped from her lips and I said, "good girl", then I vanished. I scared the young Brad shitless, apparently he never spoke to her again. Since then I have never seen her with another person after that until recently with Eric, whom I killed anyways but he definitely crossed a line, or was about to.
Hmm I thought, no wonder she is the way she is with me, maybe I went about it the wrong way? I snapped back to reality, I knew she was not in the safest spot with Alpha Drake, but it was much safer than here with me or in any of my covens, for now at least. My men knew never to be seen, and were very agile. I only chose the best of my men to watch her.
She didn't know it, but since our first encounter I have had her followed, it's for her own good, I thought. Nero agreed. I hadn't realized how much time had passed until I glanced up out of the enormous picture window in my library. It was after nightfall. Anthony had returned previously letting me know he took care of the situation and she would be just fine. I could tell he believed that and I was content. Never has he disappointed me before.
That's when I felt it, the flutter of silver glitter falling, the mind link that had my body aching and my wolf howling. "Help" she said through the link, and I was gone.
Chapter 12
I materialized in front of Rayne, we locked eyes and I could see her confusion. She had no idea where she was or what she was doing but I knew where we were, we were in a dream, her dream. She was hanging onto the arm of Alpha Drake. My wolf howled at the sight of her touching him but I was much too distracted by how she looked to notice. The sight of her took my breath away.
She was wearing a silver and black shimmery dress with one shoulder, it hugged her in all the right places. She matched with a pair of silver and black heels, putting her even with Alpha Drake in height. Her long silver hair was in waves flowing down her back and I couldn't help but notice how that dress made her eyes pop. Nero was absolutely howling and wanted to take her right here and now. I pushed him back from my mind, I needed to stay calm and assess the situation.
I then noticed Alpha Drake was equally matching with his black suit and silver accents, then I noticed it, and the fact that she was touching him made my blood boil. Before she could say a word I used magic and threw him across the street Into a nearby house with a smirk on my face, dream or not that felt good.
I materialized in front of Rayne to check on her and I realized she knew something wasn't right. She didn't know it, but she was dreamwalking. This was one of the powers of a Reaver, we learn this at a young age, we can infiltrate the dreams of others or manipulate our own. We can walk in and out of dreams as if it were real life. When you are first learning though, it's hard to differentiate between what is real and what is the dream.
I realized that she didn't know it was a dream but she knew something wasn't right, she still had all of her memories and was able to access them while dreaming which is why everything seemed so weird to her. I grabbed her shoulders and asked if she was ok, she said no, she was mumbling a bunch of stuff and something about not hearing her wolf.
Honestly I was more worried about her coming into her powers than I was about her silly dream worries at that moment. I noticed she didn't have one ounce of fear in her eyes towards me so I grabbed her in a bear hug which is something I would never do had she been awake. I didn't want to let go, it was like torture knowing it had to end, but I knew it was time to wake her up.
"Wake up Rayne, wake up!" I stood at the foot of her bed to make sure she did in fact wake up. There have been times when an inexperienced dream walker can get stuck in a dream, and I wanted to make sure that didn't happen to her. She shot up out of bed in a flurry, her platinum silver eyes full of worry and surprise.
I quickly materialized back home before she realized I was there. My mind was flustered. The feeling of her mind link had my heart racing. It was like soft flowing silver glitter infiltrating my mind, it drove me crazy in ways I hadn't ever felt. I found myself longing to feel it again. Nero snapped me out of my thoughts, "She's progressing faster than we expected. Dreamwalking already?" Nero howled, "I know, I know Nero" I said shortly, my mind running in circles. "It's going to keep happening unless she gets the training she needs, Raziel.''
My first name was rarely used except by the other high priests and those close to me, but it rolled off his tongue into my mind like liquid gold. I pursed my lips together and narrowed my eyes, I was completely aware and Neros commentary wasn't fucking helping. "How can we prevent this? There has to be a way. If she doesn't use our mind link, I may not realize she's dreamwalking again and she might be on her own." I shot back, worry in my voice. "I cant protect her if I don't know she's in danger!" My voice was rising as my panic level increased.
"Anthony, get me every piece of literature you can find on Dreamwalking!" I snapped. "Yes sir." and he vanished. Leaving me to Nero's internal dialogue, and not a clue how to help the only woman in my life that I have ever loved.
Chapter 13
(Rayne)
We train four times a week Monday through Thursday, every morning for 4 hours. It was rigorous training. Alpha Drake shows no mercy and we were expected to do the same. He pairs us off with different members of the pack to gauge and strengthen our skills. we normally never fought the same person twice within the week, we had enough pack members to be able to accommodate that.
As much as I loathe Aloha Drake he definitely knew what he was doing. Today I was paired off with Roman. Strange that I had never once fought him before, or even seen him now that I think about it. It made me wonder if he was new to our Pack, or have I just not noticed him until now? To be honest I never noticed anyone. I kept to myself in fear that Mr. Kane would do something, his track record wasn't very good with me and other men, so it was easier for me to just stay away.
Roman wasn't much bigger than me in height and stature, but I was a lot faster. He still landed a couple of good blows and I have to give him props for sure, but as fast as we heal it didn't affect me much. He was definitely the one worse off. When we were done sparring I got a weird feeling that someone was watching me, I looked over and locked eyes with Alpha Drake. He was giving me a venomous glare, I shot the dirtiest look that I could muster back to him and then looked away.
After the events of yesterday and my stupid dream, I wanted nothing to do with him. We switched partners for the next set of training and Alpha Drake must have taken offense to my dirty look because he paired me up with one of his cronies. This guy was fucking huge, almost as big as Alpha Drake himself. He had rippling muscles full of scars, tattoos, the works. Oh boy I thought, here we go! He may have been strong but he was not as fast as me. I was successfully able to dodge most of his attacks but the ones that did connect were brutal.
I felt a couple ribs break on two occasions. He definitely was more of a match for me than Roman, and honestly I liked fighting people who were more of a match for me. I feel like because I'm small people don't think that I can fight or they take it easy on me, but I really can hold my own. I have been training since I was a kid. My mother used to teach me, she wanted to make sure I was never left unprepared.
I on the other hand never understood what was so scary out there until of course I met Mr. Kane. If there a
re more things out there like him then I definitely had something to be afraid of. I took my training with my mother a little more serious after that, which obviously served me well.
Training had just ended, I was gathering my stuff when I noticed Roman heading my way, "Hey, you fight pretty good, for a girl" he said, as he nudged me with his elbow and laughed. "So do you for being my same size!" I said with a chuckle. “Hey, that's not fair! I can't choose my size.“ Roman said, taking fake offense. "Well neither can I" I said raising an eyebrow. "Hey do you want to go grab lunch?" He asked reluctantly, I could see a hopeful look in his neon green eyes." Sure, I'm starving! I do however need to go home and shower first. Meet you at the diner in 45 minutes?" I replied back. "Sure I'll be there!" He said and I could see the excitement in his eyes.