Chapter 6

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Kade's Pov

I had spent all day away from the faerie girl, withering about, clinging onto the shadow of the task in hopes of another. I checked my phone frequently for a text from the messenger summoning me for yet another assignment so I could move on from this one. Truth be told, I could not abandon it. Curiosity about the girl slithered inside of me, alongside shame for lying to my father. I followed the girl outside of her home and back to Deadwood Creek. I could not figure out why on earth she was returning, unless it were to meet that rotten trow Jack who must have summoned her back. I explored the possibility of a trance, she could be glamoured attached to the body of water but when I seen a dark headed boy approach her with a flower, it had all become so clear.
She came to meet a boy. At first glance, I was convinced that this was your average mortal man, but I could not be so sure. His steps were aligned, sentences structured yet unplanned. He was kind, with big genuine eyes and the aura to suggest that he was a giver. This was the boy that the girl falls in love with. The only thing that made me suspicious were his timing and line of questioning. It could not have been a coincidence that he'd appeared to enter her life a day after that trow, and to summon her to no other then the only creek nearest by. His fascination with her birth parents struck me.

'Don't you wonder about what your parents were and what that might have made you?'

If he were sent from the land of the folk, then he was surly a messenger on behalf of the queen. He was not here to kill the girl, as the other had. He bore a larger purpose. Perhaps it was to educate her of heritage. Within the privy of the bushes on the other side of the creek, I watched with captivating interest as Aubrette closed her eyes and leaned in for a kiss. The boy, Caleb seemed to have the entirety of his life flash before his eyes. It was almost as if he had realized he'd led her in a direction he did not mean to. He must have recollected himself because the sight of Aubrette's flushed face was only within my view for a second. His lips were on hers and she seemed to like it that way.
I swallowed back a gut wrenching sort of ball that seemed to be stuck at the top of my throat.
I stalked them back into the station and watched a mystified Aubrette load into her train and depart ways with the boy. This time, I did not follow her home, but the Caleb instead. He missed his train and exited out of the station instead. Through crowds of bodies I glided myself to keep him within my view. Outside now, the night was lit by tall lamps panelling the sidewalks. The moon was nowhere in sight. I slid a finger into the pockets of my suit and ensured that I had both salt and sugar. He made a sudden turn into an alley and I followed, meters behind. He turned again and again. It was at the fourth turn that I had finally realized that he had done a circle. I halted at the realization and peered onto the ground where my feet felt as if they were burning. Scattered in the soils and brick of the alleyway were a different type of berry. I did not recognize them from any of my readings. I lifted my shoe to peel them off and felt the skin of my palms begin to blister. I looked up and met the eyes of the boy. He hissed a word at me that I could not recognize. I broke out into a run but he was faster and immune to the poison. I slowed with pain at the sensation of the berries that sent shocks of electricity up my leg. When I was able to recover, the boy had vanished.

When I had reached the Odin Pack reserve, I marched past my home and into the pack gym. Part of me was beginning to be accustomed to getting in later when father was asleep. I was constantly haunted with the wonder of if and when he'd found out I'd lied to him. Inside were three other younger members of the pack. I watched as they congratulated the newest shifted.

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