(Excerpt of Sororate Chapter
One)
I sensed Declan was battling to retain his control on the bloodlust,
which made me stand a safe distance. I
wasn’t afraid of him turning on me, but I was wary of being knocked aside as
soon as our enemy resurfaced. After five
minutes of standing there, I realized that my mate wasn’t trying to calm
himself; instead he was waiting for them to come back. I even caught his stomach rumble.
Frickin’ hell, was this fight going to go on ALL night? How many Asian Werewolves were there in this
part of China
Through the darkness, I saw with my glowing turquoise eyes the arrival
of thirty more male Asian Werewolves.
What is this, tit-for-tat? At
first we beat off ten, then we fought twenty and now they’re coming back with
thirty…? Where the hell are they all
coming from?!
Then my sense of smell detected some slight differences about these new
Asian Werewolves - that they didn’t all smell alike. I realized we were dealing with more than one
clan here. But they didn’t smell like
Hsu’s clan, which was one small relief.
If they had, then we’d have thought that this whole thing had been a set
up.
Declan roared threateningly at the new arrivals, who looked on with
their glowing white eyes and tiny black pupils.
Next, they started to spread out to encircle us again. Maybe that’s their plan, to keep fighting
with their greater speed and numbers until they’ve exhausted us?
This made me remember something in the SSIT Report on our foe; There
are stories of human victims being unable to escape a vendetta placed against
them by an Asian Werewolf, even if the human moved to the other side of the
world.
Has my status as one of the few remaining female Werewolves left, become
the males’ vendetta? Not to kill but to
capture?
*Yes little wolf* I heard the
familiar deep, rumbling inside my being.
This voice often seemed to pop up when I was fighting for my life. *There
is a reason why you as the first female Lokoti Werewolf are unable to breed*
Unable to breed… unable to conceive… unable to bear children…that’s
it!
Next, I whipped out my mobile phone from my pocket with my claw-like
hand. I opened it and quickly spoke to
the small computer; “Access translation program. Translate from English to Mandarin the words:
I am barren. If you’re good trackers then track this, can’t you smell my womb
has never been used? Don’t you wonder
why?”
“Processing your request.” My
computerized phone responded and within a second the words appeared on the
lit-up screen.
Declan overheard what I was doing which made him snarl unhappily. He was angry about what I was about to do and
he roared furiously at the Asian Werewolves for making me do it.
In my thunderous voice I called out the message in Mandarin. I hope I got the pronunciation right and I
wasn’t telling them instead I wanted to become pregnant? But whatever I said was met with silence…
The Asian Werewolves stood still as they looked on, with their glowing
white eyes. Standing here in the dark
countryside which had turned so quiet, I held my breath in fear I might miss
something. The only thing that was
audible in the night air was the sound of the Asian Werewolves sniffing; they
were sniffing me.
Declan flexed his two front claws, waiting for them to come closer. However, one of the Asian Werewolves whom
looked slightly bigger than the others, turned away. Casually, it trotted away into the night and
next the others turned to follow the one who must have been the leader.
They all slipped quietly into the darkness as their glowing white eyes
and silvery-grey fur disappeared from sight.
This time my all-knowing feelings as a Circulator, said that it was for
the last. After a minute, I reverted to
my human body whilst lowering my sword.
“That’s it.” I said. “They’re not coming back.”
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