Confessions of a Wanton

33 Seizures and Alphas

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Charlotte:

I have to admit, and I hate that I have such a weakness; I'm a bit of a wreck. I'm still trying to come to terms with... well... everything.

I've never heard Maze sound like she did on the phone. She's always been tough, outgoing with a devil may care attitude that always cracked a smile with anyone who is with her. Never showing weakness. A bastion of strength.

A kid from the hood who never took crap from anyone, but had enough sense to listen when it's needed. She's a survivor. Never showing any sense of fragility. It's not a good way to survive in our line of work.

Well, seems it's not our line of work anymore. Can't say I'm unhappy about it though.

I'm currently trying to keep myself together, sitting on Damiens lap at the kitchen table. A blanket wrapped around us both. I'd gotten it together enough to talk with Maze before falling back into the gray place I'd receded into days before. I think it's been days? I don't know how much time has passed.

Damien hasn't left my side the entire time.

When Damien said he'd shot Killian, I hadn't really believed him. When he'd said that he planned to take over what is rightfully his I hadn't really believed that.

It's hard to think that Damien is actually the rightful heir, and that he's supposed to be 'Alpha' to the Black Knight Pack. The most exclusive and powerful wolf shifter pack on the planet.

Every other pack is smaller. Less powerful. That there is such a thing as packs or clans... is a mind blowing bit of knowledge. If I hadn't experienced changing myself I'd say they all belong in the loony bin.

When Roman had said Damien is the Alpha of all the Rogues on the United States East coast I hadn't really understood. I hadn't really believed that this dear sweet man was ruthless enough to bind together the unbindable.

That he is the first to do so. It's never been heard of before. Then again, he is with me. And I'm a complete mess of nerves and brokenness. He'd somehow managed to bind us together in a way that I don't think I will ever escape.

I don't think I want to.

It's hard to wrap my head around all of it. The shifting, the extra powers from the virus that, isn't really a virus?

They'd explained that the 'virus' was actually a chemical reaction from a nuclear plant somewhere in Russia. The seismic activity of the area had ruptured something internal, leaking out the chemicals, changing the entire world. Like Chernobyl on a global scale.

I'm even more convinced that the scary movie Maze and I watched is real. Though everyone's mutation seems to be on some sort of psychic scale, not physical at all. Well... lots of people who were full blooded human, died.

Everyone else evolved. A few devolved. The risen animal population due to the sheer amount of shifters stuck in their counterparts forms. Never able to return to their human forms.

Damien and Roman didn't know anything about the epicenter beyond that it is in Russia, or somewhere near. It's very hush-hush since it seems that Damiens father was a key contributor to the project gone awry. Sins of the father and all that.

Damien wants to know more about the situation before coming out about it. He wants to fix it. I can feel how much he's carrying, the onus of it is nearly crushing. Yet his strength continues to astound me. I want to help ease the burden.