Oceanside

Chapter 41

Silas

I hung up the phone, ending my morning call with Odette. She expressed her thanks for the cellphone then patiently listened as I filled her in on what we found last night, plus plans for today.

Getting her a cellphone was overdue in my eyes but the time before she denied my suggestion. Looking back on it now it was probably to stay unattached and untraceable from the witches. Plus she lived close to the town and didn't know anyone well enough to justify needing a phone.

I pushed through and made the decision this time because I knew it would help her.

Odettes worries were normal. In her eyes I was doing something incredibly dangerous in an unfamiliar territory. I think she knew I would be okay but it didn't stop the 'what if' scenarios from forming.

And while I wished she wouldn't have to feel that I didn't mind it. I never wanted her to feel like her worries were a burden or that they were annoying. They weren't. I wanted her to be able to express how she felt. To feel safe enough with me that she didn't have to stunt herself.

So I did everything I could to not only help her through them but lessen them as well.

I knew what it was like to be in her situation. I was in a constant state of worry when I first saw her. Every horrible thought about what could happen flooded my mind constantly. That didn't happen this time because I knew she was at the pack house. She was safe.

So I missed her more than I worried for her safety. However one of the ways I was trying to help her was through phone calls. I could hear in her voice how relieved she was when I'd call. I tried to inform her about what was happening too.

The more pleasant things anyway.

While tracking the rouge last night we were able to find the spot they took Odette. I recognized the island of mangrove roots that she described then as I saw the mask I confirmed that was it. I told her that on the phone.

What I didn't tell her was that there was a body still attached to the chains. It was a young girl who was half drug into the water. I could tell some of it was in result of the wolf but there were other predator marks. She had been there since the full moon at least because part of her was decaying. Most of her was just bones though, only scraps of clothes, hair, and minimal flesh left. Her head was still intact inside the mask.

The sight made me livid. I felt awful for the girl and I was furious that it could have been Odette. Not only that I knew in great detail what happened to the girl. What she felt, the things she heard and saw. I knew it because Odette told me.

I only hoped the wolf was quick with his kill and the rest of the damage was after she was dead.

From Odettes explanation that hope was probably foolish.

I sent Spencer, one of the soldiers with us, to see if he could locate what town she was from. He hadn't come back yet but when he did I was going to have her moved over there.

I didn't think it was right to leave her out there and I couldn't have the authorities looking over there yet. This way she could have a proper burial and I could finish off the rouge without the area being covered with human police.

I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. Pulling it out I saw a text from Odette.

Did you put your card in my wallet?

I guess she didn't look until today. Yesterday before we dropped her stuff off at the pack house I slipped one of my cards into her wallet. I knew they would plan something and didn't want her to worry about paying.