Sweetest Devotion | ✓

twenty-five

"The Parting Glass (Live from the Late Late Show) -Hozier

     Nora and Savannah were alerted immediately. Savannah had jolted awake when her brother's frantic yells rang through her head. It was too loud to be a dream. Savannah woke her mate who laid next to her in their bed.

     They had both quickly put on shoes and coats before running out of the door. Against Nora's better judgment, Savannah had shifted into her blonde wolf, demanding Nora get on and hold tight. The witch held onto both the wolf's clothes, shoes, and the long coat of her mate's wolf. 

      Savannah took off, running full speed toward the cabin of her leaders. When just reaching the tree line of the back of their home, two shifted warrior wolves were seen heading in the opposite direction. It couldn't take a genius to know that they were going to scout out Bonnie's scent.

     The Beta's sister noticed how she couldn't smell the Luna's particular scent. Oranges and Lavender. Lavender coming from her pure witch gene and oranges being her natural scent. Savannah smelt nothing but the earth around them and the lingering scents of warriors who were guarding the area. 

     The second Savannah slowed down enough, Nora had leaped off her back and jogged to a pacing Alpha wolf and Beta who was yelling into a cellphone. They both stood at the bottom of the back porches steps 

     Sean had his arms crossed over his chest, one hand covered his mouth that was wobbling. He couldn't show how he was close to bursting into tears. If he was alone, he didn't think he would have stopped crying. But with both the witch and his pack members around, he had to keep it together.

     Crying like a baby would get him nowhere close to finding Bonnie.

     "What's happened? Have ya found out anythin'?" Nora hurriedly asked.

     Savannah had shifted back into her human form, taking the clothes Nora held from her and began to change into them. Marcus had then gotten off the phone with one last command at the sound of Nora's voice.

     Sean could say nothing, not trusting his voice at that moment. Marcus then replayed the situation for the tenth time. Hearing it again made Sean's heart squeeze painfully in his chest. The one hand that wasn't over his mouth placed itself over his heart, as if it would help ease the ache. 

     Nora and Savannah both listened intently to Marcus. Telling them how they think she went in one particular direction but, no one could smell her scent and they didn't know why. That's when Nora spoke up.

     "When a witch wants it most, they're able to control their aura, meanin' she could possibly be casin' her scent. Did anythin' happen when ya guys got home that could have made 'er upset enough to want to leave?" Nora asked Sean.

     Shaking his head, Sean sucked in a breath of air, trying to calm himself down enough to speak, "I marked her," Nora's eyes began to blaze, "It wasn't forced. I had explained to her the importance of it and that it didn't have to happen now but, she wanted to do it, both of us did. We fell asleep after because of how draining the marking made her."

      His lip began to wobble again so he covered his mouth, closing his eyes to control the growing tears, and then looked away from the group, "I didn't even feel her get out of bed. How did I not feel her? I was sleeping completely on top of her...Why did she leave?"

     After some time, Nora spoke, "Do ya think..." she shook her head, "No, it couldn't be happenin' already."

     "What, Nora?" Marcus asked, making Sean look back over at the group.