Wolf Soul

Part 13

A lonely saxophone gently rode over the speakers as Nolan drove, Rachal in the passenger seat looking out the window. They had pushed the truck and her car and the warlock had sounded out in a gruntle voice as both shimmered under his cover spell so no one could see them.

His onyx eyes had glided over to her after, burning lowly as a dying fire's ambers. "Ok, let me see how much I can heal you. I know you folks heal all fast and stuff, but I'd feel better if I did something to help you, Rachal."

He had saved her from the hunters, risked his own life and shown what he was openly. More of how he was a warlock was a little of the shock. Gently walking over as he had reached up, his fingers glowing a soft amber color, his energy reaching out as it warmed over the cut on her face. Knitting together the flesh and sealing the wound, driving away the pain.

Rachal felt Nolan for a moment, the person he was in the gentle kindness of what was doing had made her want to cry. So after, they took off to the pack house and a flurry of questions filled her mouth to never pass her lips in the ride.

Ok maybe a few....

"Your not like the warlocks I've heard about." Rachal stated, shifting a little in the seat.

He glanced at her, smiling stiffly, "Yeah the ones that tend to get the gruff send a bad cover story about the rest of us."

"You're a teacher for one and you are just, nice! I was taught most warlocks go for the darker things and stuff like demons and dark magic." Rachal said, her nerves raw still.

Nolan laughed, a barking sound nearly caught in his throat. "Sounds like my great uncle Tad. You would be surprised how many of us try to keep normal lives as much we can. I was raised by my mom who is a witch and my six sisters, they taught me about magic and life lessons. Its true warlock magic tends to pull on the darker or heavier parts of energy, but as I said. Its just energy, it depends on it gets used by the person."

"What is Conner?"

Now that out of blue question made his hand grip the wheel tighter in looking at the Beta. "Thats not my place to say Rach."

Feeling his aura spike, she let it go. "You should call him and still let him know what happened, with the hunters."

Smiling, "I already told him"

Perking up, she looked at the man, "How?"

Smiling coyly, Nolan only tapped his head. "Mind to mind, my dear."

Cocking her head in a wolf-like way, Rachal blinked in trying to get what he was saying. "Telepathy?!"

Conner on the other side of town had dropped his beer, sank to his easy boy and stared as Thor took down the dark elf on his tv. Hunters? Nolan had shown him what had happened in his mind, giving one hell of a backlash with the info drop into his brain. Closing his eyes, the pounding hit every cell in his brain from the mind fuck just given to him.

The last had been words, more of an order ringing, "GO TO THE PACK HOUSE!"

No, what he needed to do was grab his pack, go to his truck and put some miles between him and the hunters. Jumping on his feet, the man took in moments to grab the pack he kept ready for this moment. Striding out the door as the outer door one slammed shut and jumped into his truck. Just as he turned the key.

Nothing happened, only the click click of the motor not turning on. "What the hell?"

Again nothing happened, Conner slammed his hands on the steering wheel in frustration flooding his body. He took care of his truck, it was like his kid for hell sakes! Then he saw faint signal glowing on his dashboard, which meant it was a message from Nolan he had left.

"Ok warlock, what the hell did you do to my truck?" he spat, growling in touching the symbol as the message or image of Nolan filled his mind.

"I put a shutdown spell on your truck a while back if it seems you got into the mood to run away. Yeah, you can kick my ass later Conner, but I did this to make you stop running. You can't keep living in the past and be running away from what you are wolf boy. Conner, you are my brother, but you need also others of your own kind to truly move forward with your fucking life again! Stop running away!" Nolan's voice pitched, his onyx eyes burning in the message. "Go talk to the Evergreen pack McCreed and start to live!"

Slamming his head on the seat, the message left his mind. Conner closed his eyes, his heart pounding in his chest. He always runway, kept people away, away from his own kind due to the past. Nolan was right, he was running away from his home again, just this time as a fully grown man.

"Fuck it...." he whispered, turning on the keys as the truck roared to life and backing up.

Conner was going to the pack, and hell would he run away as Hunters would once more kill a family if he could stop it. 

Notes:   Ok I give you chapter 12 of Wolf Soul!    Little short but we got more to come now as Conner has made a choice to join the battle and try to find out what a pack is!   I loved writing Nolan in this chapter,   I might do a short story just about him!  Our warlock does have issues in his past.....I would love to explore!