A Hope Through Time: AnOtHeR WeReWoLf!?! Really? (Book 2)

Chapter 2

The unidentified girls were left alone in the cell for just over six hours. Completely unmoving for the entire period which quite frankly creeped the police captain out as he could attest to this fact implicitly. He's been watching the Werewolf through the cell bars and also been watching the security feeds on and off on his tablet whenever he was needed elsewhere within the police station for other duties.
These cameras were linked separately away from the standard police feeds just in case something supernatural like this occurred. Since the police captain was the only one in the precinct who was aware of Werewolves and other things that go bump in the night, he needed somewhere secluded to hide the supernatural creatures from the rest of the world.

A sound managed to break through the Tribrid's powerful senses as she heard a steady 'thud, thud, thud ' of a new and intriguing heartbeat that entered the police station. Hope didn't move a muscle outwardly but her ears twitched as she tracked the heartbeat as it made its way further into the police station.
Hope still couldn't distinguish voices but she could feel a vague threat approaching her and the scent of wolfsbane covering the scents of the others who just arrived. The cell door opened with a loud squeaky swing as the joints on the cell door had not been used frequently as the hinges hadn't been oiled in quite a long time.
The powerful heartbeat that was invading Hope's senses until it was practically right on top of her.
Silver, forests and moonlight .
Hope's Witch side was suddenly building up with a new type of magic that came from out of nowhere and it had absolutely nowhere to go. This feeling intrigued Hope something fierce but her body was still in her own enforced lockdown to protect Daphne.

Hope couldn't hear what was going on around her but she assumes that a man was talking, possibly trying to ask her questions as he tried to manoeuvre the Tribrid's body with no success.
Another voice spoke which was clearer than anything else Hope has heard in this world and it made Hope's heart speed up. "Dad? What's wrong with them?"
"Well it's the Werewolf we are here for. The blonde on the bottom was declared dead. She has no heartbeat." The girl's father replied.
"That's terrible." The girl with the alluring heartbeat remarked.
Hope tilted her head ever so slightly in the direction of the voice attached to the heartbeat she was hearing, earning a gasp from the girl standing above her.
"Dad, the brunette on the top just moved. Admittedly it was barely a tilt of her head but she moved." She pointed out as she moved closer.
A male voice, most likely the girl's father, was getting clearer as he replied. "Get back Allison! We don't know what type of Werewolf she is yet."

Allison's dark brown eyes narrowed as she looked down at the two girls. Both equally as stunning as the other, especially if the blonde was still alive. Either of them could've easily posed as models or entrepreneurs if they truly wished to.
"She's a Werewolf that needs help." Allison stated in powerful determination.
"I've already made too many mistakes recently when it comes to Werewolves. I'm not going to make anymore. Besides, what can cause a Werewolf to attach themselves to a human like this?" Allison explained with guilt coating her words.
Chris Argent sighed before sucking in a worried breath as the answer came to him. "Soulmates."
The dark brown haired girl immediately looked over to her father as she tried to clarify what he meant. "Don't you mean an 'anchor'?" Recalling the word that Scott had used when describing his bond and relationship with her.

The Hunter shook his head. "No. An 'anchor' helps a Werewolf retain control if they haven't learned to master that ability on their own. A Soulmate is exactly that, a Werewolf that completely bonds with another person. This person doesn't have to be human, their Soulmate can also be supernatural. But Soulmates are unbelievably rare."
Chris squatted down to the Werewolf girl's level as he appraised the Wolf's absence from the current events taking place around her. "The Wolf most likely won't survive until morning."
Allison looked down to her father with a shocked and confused expression on her face.
Chris noticed his daughter's confusion and expanded on his statement in an effort to keep his daughter up to date on the supernatural world. "Werewolves who lose their Soulmate feel their loss too greatly and the Wolf shuts down their body until they die."
Allison was appalled learning that the Wolf girl was dying. She moved around her father as she knelt down next to the pair, observing them. Much to her father's disapproving hard glare for ignoring his earlier warning to stay away from the Werewolf.