The Dark Side of London

Chapter 17 Marcellus

“GET OUT! I want all of you out… NOW,” I roared from my bed. Throwing my coffee mug at the wall, it shattering all over ground. I had been cooped up in my bedroom, and in this bed for the last three days. Recovering from being attacked by warlocks sent by Cailleach Bennett to kill me. I had been so clouded by anger and resentment of Roe’s mother that I allowed my guard to be down. Which in turn was an advantage to the two warlocks who ambushed me. I knew these two warlocks well, they were close to Edwina Bennett and often accompanied her wherever she went. Willing to do whatever she wanted, which included killing me. Taking me away from this mortal realm, which in turn got rid of the threat I posed to her. I was lucky that Roe had found me when she did. Giving me the advantage to take down the second warlock who had tried to take Roe down. But her mother had found us as well. The last thing I remembered was telling Roe not to worry. That I would be alright, I must have blacked out because when I came to. Aurora was gone, and so was her mother. In my hand was the empty box that once held my mother’s engagement ring. I had a funny feeling that it was now on Aurora’s finger. And that Edwina had taken Aurora somewhere. It was Antony and Valeria who found me hours later, almost dead from exposure and the wounds on my body. They brought me to the London pack house. The doctor said I was lucky to be alive. But I didn’t feel lucky at all. Aurora was still out there, alone, and with her mother. I commanded Neal to go out and track Aurora down. To find any trace of her out there in London. He returned six hours later, but he couldn't find any trace of her. Her scent had disappeared from that abandoned yard. Both Antony and Octavia try to locate her using blood magic. Even they weren’t having any luck. It seemed that Edwina Bennett was using some kind of masking spell to hide where she was keeping Aurora. My wolf was getting impatient, neither one of us could stand being unable to go out and search for her ourselves. But Edwina had made sure that my leg was broken, and it would be another few days before it was healed enough for me to even walk on it. Let alone shift into my wolf and go searching for my mate. I could feel Aurora's pain, it was concentrated around our mark. I knew that Edwina was torturing her, torturing her own daughter. Edwina was trying to do two things. She was either trying to rid Aurora of her mark. Or she was punishing Aurora for those wrongs that were concocted in Edwina’s mind. Or perhaps even both. Whatever the case may be, Aurora was in agony. But there was also hope in her mind. Aurora knew that I would do anything to find her. She was counting on me finding her. I hoped that witches were the same with their mates. That she could feel me, like I felt her. But I knew that wolves and witches were different with their mates and how they sense their emotions. Both Aurora and I still had much to learn about our mate bond. How it would work between us. I hoped that we would have time to figure that out. I hoped we get to her in time.

For three days, we continued to try everything we could think of to find Aurora. And for three days, I could feel the excruciating pain that Aurora was in. I could feel my wolf getting angrier and angrier, wanting to be in control. He wanted to hunt down whoever was hurting Aurora and tear them from limb to limb. I felt regret and guilt for what I had said to Aurora that morning in the cottage. I should have never left the cottage, instead I should have broken down that door and talked to her. Held her and let her vent out her fears. Instead I let my temper get the better of me. We were in this mess because of me. There was no amount of anger that could solve the problem at hand. There was no amount of magic or tracking that tell us where Aurora was, and what she was going through. So instead we turned to Julius Livingston, the man who once held all the secrets in the Londinium Coven. He decided to go out in secret to those who were loyal to the Bennett siblings. Hoping that they would have some information, at least to point us in the right direction. Many were still fearful, and didn’t want the wrath of Edwina Bennett. I prayed to the goddess that Aurora would hold on for just a little longer. I hoped that someone in the coven would be willing to go against Edwina Bennett and tell us where Aurora was. If we didn’t find her soon, then my wolf would force a shift and hunt down whoever we could find that would tell us where Aurora was. That was how angry my wolf was. I knew that my wolf would do anything, torture, maim, even murder. If that meant he would find our mate. And his anger even terrified me. Everyone in the pack knew to stand clear of me, that I was in a foul mood. Which left me alone to stew in my own thoughts even further. The only one who would look past my anger and frustrations was Octavia. She would sit by bedside and do her best to heal my wounds. To make my recovery quicker. I had almost bitten her head off a time or two. But she still kept coming back. She told me that we would find Aurora. That I wouldn't suffer the same fate she had suffered.