Home. I didn't have one. Besides, there would never be a safe time. From the time I had entered this world my days had been numbered.
"I don't even know your name."
He studied me for a few moments before he answered. "Flynn."
"Crystal," I said, feeling obliged to reveal.
His eyes never left my face and I knew not allowing him to help me would look strange and would raise suspicions, so my shoulders sagged as I gave in.
"Okay, I'll go with you."
He gave me a brief nod in acknowledgement. I would go with him and before my wolfsbane wore off I would ensure I was long gone. It was only when I followed him did it begin to sink in that my wound would heal faster than was humanly possible. How would I be able to explain that?
Deciding to buy myself a little more time, I went quietly with him. My arm throbbed and I felt a moment of dizziness. I stopped, unable to keep going. Closing my eyes briefly and taking a sharp breath, I tried to keep my balance.
When I opened my eyes again Flynn was standing in front of me. His hands reached for my shoulders to keep me from swaying further. His dark eyes surveyed me. Despite his outward concern, there was a deep-rooted coldness in him.
"You've lost a lot of blood," he informed me.
"Just give me a moment," I told him, trying to stop his face from swimming in my vision.
While I was struggling, he took my backpack from me and slung it over his shoulder before his arms came around me and lifted me off my feet. I wanted to protest but I felt too weak. Besides, I had to keep reminding myself the more I fought against his help, the more he was likely to find my behavior strange and he would question it.
The dizziness swirled around me and I tried to fight off the darkness that swamped over me. I couldn't let my guard down, not even for a moment. Despite my attempt to hold on, my body gave in to the darkness.
CHAPTER FIVE
Kyle
I felt the push of the mind-link.
We found another body, one of my guards on the edge of the territory informed me.
A werewolf?I had to ask the question.
Yes. Relief flooded through me. It wasn't Crystal. I couldn't go through this every time we discovered a new body. We would have to catch the person responsible for the murders soon.
Is the body still warm?If it was a fresh crime scene we might have a chance at figuring out who the culprit was.
Yes.
Where?I asked, looking at James.
As soon as he gave the location we shifted into our wolves and ran as fast as we could through the forest, intent on getting there as soon as possible in the hopes of finding a new clue.
The scent of blood was in the air when we arrived at the location. I shifted into my human form and surveyed the murder scene.
James stopped beside me but remained in his wolf form. He lifted his snout and breathed in the air above as we stood beside the dead form lying in the grass. Despite the smell of blood, there wasn't a lot of blood on the body.
The unmoving form of the werewolf lay on its side with its amber eyes open, staring into nothingness.
Slowly, I walked around the dead body, taking a deep breath. There was more than the scent of the deceased. I inhaled sharply again as I was struggling to pinpoint the smell.
It's human, James said through the mind-link.
He was still sniffing the grass a few feet away from the dead body. I walked closer to him and the scent strengthened. I breathed it in. It was soft and sweet mixed in with the metallic smell of blood.
Human female blood. It wasn't a female werewolf, so it couldn't be Crystal. The relief was short-lived. She was still out there somewhere, still in danger. Even though it couldn't possibly be Crystal I didn't like the fact a human girl had been injured in the attack.
