The Hunter's Daughter

Chapter 3

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The next morning I had a lot to think to about on my walk to school – like how according to my Dad Rogues aren’t any different from pack wolves except they haven’t got a real leader, an alpha in other words to guide them forward; not all rogues are anarchists, most of them just lost their way somehow and they run together in a make shift pack, but since there’s no clear cut leader there can be a lot of fights within the group. Even though I hate my Dad he still has his uses.

All these things considered I need to remember to call Trent back because, I honestly believe he’s going about this rogue situation in completely the wrong way; he has a group of potential pack members on his door step, potential mates for the females and potential fighters for when the dark days really do get here and with his limited experience who is going to have more know how at staying alive than people who have had no choice but to thrive alone?

Maybe I should try and go visit him or something, but I really don’t want to haul myself all the way back to Red Rock... maybe he could come here – no too dangerous, what if Dad recognises him? Whatever I do I still need more time to research and I need to not take my eye off the ball here!

I can’t ever forget that there is always a reason we move, we move because Dad found a new pack to hunt and right now those poor bastards need my help more than Trent right now, but how am I going to find them?

I sighed out loud as I rounded the last turn I needed to take; I know exactly how to find them, I guess it’s time to walk the reservation, by moonlight. I’ll do it tonight, I can’t afford to wait till the weekend because something could’ve happened by then.

I hate moonlight walks, they never end well for me but then walking into a dark forest inhabited with supernatural creatures known for being highly strung and territorial isn’t exactly for the feint hearted.

When the sound of numerous conversations hit me I looked up and at the sight of the school, and instead of feeling relieved that I could put away my dangerous plans until later the problems that I’ve been stuffing away previously came to fore front of my mind.

I really could’ve stayed home today. I feel a little awkward about Nick now. I think I’m going to stay away from him for a little while. I need to think things over, these things I feel for him for no apparent reason and how I’m going to deal with it.

I cut a path through the crowds and made my way into the school building walking straight past the reception desk and Mr Bronze’s office and through the double doors into the corridor that my locker was in.

I opened it up and stuffed my bag away – checking my schedule, I pulled out my English books and shut my locker door again when the locker next to mine snapped shut too. I looked around reflexively and kicked myself mentally for forgetting that Nick’s locker is next to mine.

I gave him a brief smile more out of guilt and the depression that I am sure was going to ensue as my punishment for ignoring such a gorgeous face and walked down the hall a little faster than usual to get to the English room and surprisingly there was Nick keeping pace with me easily.

“Hey shortie”. I mentally scowled at the nickname but stayed quiet wondering why my very fast pace hadn’t thrown him off.

In the corner of my eye I saw Nick turn his head to look at me but I couldn’t see his expression and it was killing me inside not being able to see him.