Alicyn's Shorts

Broken Bond (Howler POV)

**A/N** I am writing the novel for this particular story in my free time, these small shorts i'll post here so my readers will be familiar with these characters and the Universe! These will change in the finished version of the story but I hope you enjoy these characters as much as I do!

Enjoy! 

//Definition:

Blood Bond:

1. the familial bond of common descent or of a similarly close relationship established by adoption or other ceremony.

2. The physic link between vampires and their pets, When strong enough both parties are able to communicate through the bond telepathically and works as a type of GPS signal so both parties can find each other.    

Howler was irritated, bent to have a psychotic break at any moment as he sat at the bar of the Shellshock. The thumping sound of the bass vibrated against the soles of his shoes and into his feet, the bright neon lights flashing caught in the mirror and into his eyes, and made him squint as he knocked back his third shot of Jack.

Everything, in his mind's eye was perfectly normal, drug addicts hid in the corners of Jone's club smoking or injecting at their leisure, some of Jone's girls went into the back where the bathrooms were located to make some money with some drunk john. Business as usual, but for some reason fear slid down his neck and had a taloned hand clutching his heart.

"Ye A'ight?" a rough Scottish voice broke through the haze as He glanced over to Menace, her eyes looking him up and down as she took a quick assessment of him. Taking in a breath, over the scents of sex, sweat and booze he could smell the earthy scent on her. Werewolf without any of the "were"

"Yea fine." He scanned the bar until he found Ace, and waved him down for another.

Fear again whipped his ass into sitting a little straighter, and suddenly he knew what it was.

Nan.

Nan was terrified.

Not that it was any of his business about whatever that vampire was feeling, he didn't care, couldn't care.

That was the great thing about corruption, nothing fucking bothered you. But it didn't sit right, the entire time she was gone it was small dreams. Maybe a nightmare and sadness.

Suddenly a sharp pain clouded his vision as he gasped, and like popping his knuckles or jaw, something inside his mind popped like a bone and sent everything in a throbbing aching pain. Then as it stuck behind his eyes and lit them aflame with a migraine, everything was silent. No fear, no...anything. Just..him.

A weight on his shoulder made him look up at Menace, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Ye sure?" he turned as Ace brought him his other drink and he stared down into the brown depths.

"I'm pretty sure Nan just died." Confusion filtered into her eyes.

"That Vampire bitch?" he nodded and knocked back the Jack, the burn coating his throat.

She starred at him for a moment, an unreadable expression.

"And how does that make you feel?" and for once, and he pushed the glass away from him, he told the truth.

"I don't know."