The Shadow's Heir

Romanian Prince of Wolves in London?

"Angeline?"

"Yes Damien?"

"I know you don't want to but we need to register your position as pack leader to the hunters."

My breath caught in my throat, the hunters were the last people I wanted to see. I nodded, knowing that I couldn't avoid this any longer.

"Ok. Let's go."

Damien drove to the book shop as I stared out the window at the aged architecture of London's cobblestone street. The shop looked as old and sad as it did the first time I was taken there, I hopped out of the car and walked to the door, Damien hot on my trail. I took a breath and walked in.

The shelves looked as dead as they were last time, dust covered every inch of this place.

"Just a moment!" Yelled the soft voice of Caroline. When she revealed herself from behind a shelf, the books she was holding slammed onto the floor.

"Angeline. What are doing here?"

I licked my lips, "I was told that I need to register my position as pack leader."

Her jaw dropped as far as her small mouth would let it, "Pack leader? But, you're much too young."

"I'm not here to be questioned, I'm here to register. Will you do it for me or not?"

She blinked a few times before answering, "Ah, of course I will. Come this way."

She opened the the hidden door, the foreign smell filled my nose, I couldn't stop myself from cringing in front of Damien.

"What's wrong?"

"Can't you smell that?"

"Smell what?"

"Whatever it is, it burns my nose and makes me want to change."

"Sounds like something that's triggering your wolf instincts. What do you have in there?"

"Nothing new. I don't know what it could be. Then again, she is a grey." Replied Caroline.

"What's that suppose to mean?" I asked feeling a bit insulted.

"Greys have enhanced senses. So your sense of smell, hearing and sight is much stronger than a regular wolf. Which is what makes you such a strong leader."

I nodded in understanding of Damien's explanation, we then followed Caroline into the foul stench of the tunnel.

......

We drove back to the hospital, registration didn't take long. They needed my signature, my paw print (learnt that I can change certain parts of body, without having to change completely), fingerprints and some blood. We left before anyone else turned up, specifically Will.

I walked into the kitchen, expecting to see Rosie checking on her casserole, instead she was brewing up that sickly grey goop she had placed on my wounds, distress covering her face.

"Rosie? What's wrong?"

"A young wolf, he's been injured bad. I need to make more but I need to get this to him."

"I'll apply it Rosie. You make more."

Relief passed over her sweating face, "Oh, thank you so much. He's upstairs on the left. Be very careful when applying it."

"I know Rosie. You've put it on me for the past month."

I took the bowl and bolted upstairs, turning into the left room. A teenaged boy with brown hair laid on the bed, blood covered his skin and soaked the sheets on the bed. I sat on the wooden stool beside him and moved the goop around with a flat plastic palette. I scooped some up and gently moved it along the gash on his left bicep, a moan escaped his lips as he turned his head towards me, revealing emerald green eyes.

"It's ok. Relax. I know it stings but it'll feel better, trust me." I smiled at him, he swallowed.

"Where am I?" His voice was dry but still had a deep masculine tone.

"You're in a hospital, one for our kind. We'll take care of you."

Before he could say anything else, he lost consciousness. I continued to apply the medical goop to his wounds, I soon understood why Rosie was stressed out. He was covered in gashes, scratches and bite marks. I ran out of the goop very quickly. Rosie ran through the door with a larger bowl, quickly applying it to the rest of his body.

"Is he going to be ok?"

"I don't know. He's loss so much blood. Only time will tell."

Before I left, something gold glistened on the boys chest. I looked at the engraving, 'Fane, Prince of Wolves'. A Romanian crest was engraved below the words.

"Now, what is a Romanian Prince of Wolves doing in London?"