Rane’s Mate(11)

Kane walked up, patting him on the back. “What did my evil mate do to you to give you that look?”

Rane turned to Kane. “Are you sure that your mate is only twenty-one tomorrow? Because sometimes I swear she’s older.”

Kane smiled. “I know, it is freaky. Sometimes I even forget.” They sighed, both shaking their heads.

“What did the elders and Dad say about tonight?” Rane asked.

“Everyone is worried more than ever. This was bold of them, the demons did this in full view of the public, not just back alleys and small places. This was a major statement.” Kane raked his fingers through his hair as he continued on. “I’m really worried about Faith. She’s having a lot of visions, and she even talks in her sleep sometimes. She said something the other night that terrified me—all mates will be found to intervene and help with the balance, many will come from places that they shouldn’t have been. If they are not found, demons will rule this world.”

“Holy shit.”

Kane shook his head. “I don’t know how far and wide Faith wants us to look for people’s mates. I don’t even know if she’s just talking about our pack, or the whole world’s werewolves and weres population. I asked her when she woke up, but she told me it wasn’t important for me to know at this time.”

Rane felt sick. “This is huge. What have the other packs said?” He looked around, noticing every werewolf was quiet now, intent on their conversation.

“They’re all fighting, wanting to send wolves over or for Faith to help, or for us to go over to their country or place and help find their mates and demon hidey-holes.”

All the werewolves growled at this.

Kane continued. “We have found where Bengie was being held captive. We need to have your military teams ready by Thursday, because we’re going underground to the demon fortress. Faith says that they’re still there, but she doesn’t think that they’ll be there for long. I want Bengie to come, but Faith is not allowing it as she doesn’t want him to live through that again. So, Rane, you need to have everyone ready by Thursday.”

Rane gritted his teeth, knowing that they were going to be stretched to the limit.





Chapter 5




Kirby followed Sara outside where they found Remy sitting in an outdoor chair, literally playing with fire, throwing it from one hand to the other. Kirby and Sara pulled chairs out and sat on either side of her.

“They have a whole heap of us, you know. After they saved them from those things, they brought them back here,” Remy said.

“Yeah, I think they’re trying to sort something out with the people they saved tonight. Faith told me the same thing earlier.”

Remy started crying. “Bengie won’t come anywhere near me now. He says I probably hate him now that I know what he is.” She cried harder. “It took me some time, but Faith finally explained that he is only a half-breed, that those creatures took Faith’s biological mother and forced her to do unthinkable things with those demons. Faith says it’s one of the reasons why they want us. They figure if we’re strong enough to carry a werewolf child, we could carry one of theirs.”

Kirby was shocked. “Every time I have meet Bengie he has been nothing but sweet. He’s just like a little kid, and he doesn’t have horns or thorns...” She trailed off.

“I know, but he is reddish and massive, he does have black eyes, and his skin is extremely hot.” Remy sighed. “I know he has a crush on me. Right now I don’t know myself. I don’t know how I feel. That’s why I’m out here. I need to think about everything. What about you two?”

Kirby thought over everything that had happened today. “They know now that we have paranormal gifts, so will they let us leave? Do you think that they will keep us?”

Sara and Remy frowned. “Who?”

“The werewolves.” Kirby shook her head. “I want to help, don’t get me wrong. I will admit that it felt good saving all of those people, but I’m nothing special for these werewolves to want to keep a hold of me.”

Faith came up behind their chairs. “Yes, you are. We all are. We’ll all play a part whether we want to or not.” Faith pulled up a chair so she was facing the three of them. “Could you at least give my brother a chance? He’s only twelve, believe it or not.”

“Shit,” Remy said.

Faith nodded. “He’s innocent in all of this. I can only tell you what I know, and what I’m allowed to tell you, although you always have a choice.”

“Why are you not allowed to tell us certain things?” Kirby asked.