The Fenrir Saga - Part I

Chapter 20

Beonnie

Oh.

And then.

Wait. Wait.

My heart started to beat frantically. Another piece of that elusive puzzle clicked into place. Fathers. Daughters. Directions. Paranoia. Mates. Death.

My head was spinning.

Twins. Brothers. Not dad. Not.. dad. Waterfalls. Bears. Rage. Death.

But this was not about me. Not about me. This was not about my family. My family was gone. This was about Hild and her family. However, as much as I was happy for her, of course, I just.. I just suddenly felt so alone. Like I had lost Hild now that she had found another existence, in which I didn't belong.

I slowly got up. Three faces looked up at me with raised eyebrows.

"I just need.. I just need some fresh air," I said and motioned for Vidar to move so I could get out, which he hesitantly did. I scooted past him. He grabbed my wrist and mumbled:

"You want me to come with you?"

I shook my head.

"I'm good, thanks."

I walked out, turned right, and walked toward the woods. A soft sound of paws made me turn around, and yes, Harry was silently following me. Watching over me. Protecting me.

The heat from the day had now subsided into a comfortable temperature, and I turned towards the spot where I had met the group of high schoolers earlier. 

I had formulated an unspoken rule to never ask Hild about anything regarding that night unless she brought it up herself. But now I knew. Tall, dark, pharmacy stranger had a name. Henry Johnson. Mhm.

I sat down where he had stood. Felt some sort of comfort in touching whatever he had touched. Felt ridiculous thinking just that. Harry stirred next to me. He prickled his ears towards the dark end of the lane, and I could almost imagine someone standing there. Two dark eyes following my movement. I could also imagine myself imagining just that and again felt ridiculous. Like, I didn't know Henry Johnson or anyone else here for that matter. I had seen his back outside a pharmacy once, and that was all. So why did I think he was lurking in the shadows around me?

I huffed, annoyed at myself. I got up and walked back to Patty's. Inside I noticed that our plates were gone, and coffee and dessert had replaced them.

They all smiled as I returned. Vidar scooted over again, and I climbed into my seat. I smiled apologetically.

"Sorry, I just needed some air. I.. it has been.. just. Well," I trailed off. The last couple of weeks of my life were nothing compared to these people. I didn't want to steal the show. I just wanted things to not be so dramatic. Like, could we please talk about something normal?

Not about deaths or dangers or things lurking in the night. Not about injuries or violence or decay.

"So," Jack leaned towards me. "I am Jack, this is Hild, and this is Vidar. But who are you?"

I was tired. I fidgeted with my necklace again. All these revelations and emotions brought everything I had suppressed for the last couple of weeks up to the surface. But maybe it was good to get it all out there. I sighed and made a decision.

"My name is Beonnie. I am 17 years old, and I have been exiled from my pack," there. Take that.

A wrinkle surfaced between his eyebrows.

"Did you say Bonnie?"

Sigh.

"It is Be-onnie, but my friends call me B."