LOGIN"No!"
The piercing scream, from the dark spectre of Sister Evangeline, caused Rachel to sink down against the door, her heart threatening to burst from her chest. Never had she known such fear in the presence of the dead. Is this how she would die?At the hands of darkness, seeking to destroy her?Her head spun, feeling the evil emanating from the spirit before her.
Her throat felt constricted, dear God, where was Galen?
And then she heard it, an almighty growl coming from the other side of the door. She closed her eyes, sliding away from it, when she heard him, throwing his weight against it.
Looking up, she saw Sister Evangeline rising from the rocking chair.
"We shall meet again, Rachel,and when we do,you won’t be so lucky,"she said ominously, before vanishing, leaving no trace that she'd been there.
The wooden door shattered as Galen came through it. Rachel screamed as she saw the blood covering his golden fur, scrambling over to reach him and cradling his head in her lap as he collapsed.
"Galen?"she said through her tears. "Galen, please wake up.Don't let Sister Evangeline win."
He was breathing at least and when she reached for his chest, she could feel his heartbeat. The sight and smell of his blood nauseated her and she fought against it.
So this was what Sister Evangeline had meant, when she said he was being taken care of.
Pangs of guilt hit her in quick succession. Because of her, he'd been hurt. His presence in her life, had nearly cost him his own.
Minutes, feeling like hours passed, with her sitting there, cradling her wolf's head in her lap. His breathing became rapid and slowly, the wolf in her lap, became the man who had loved her so tenderly, earlier that night.
A sigh of relief escaped her lips. "Galen,"she said brokenly. "Galen, thank God. "
He grimaced in pain, looking up at her. "Rachel?Are you okay?"
Her eyes darted over his body, seeing the claw and bite marks, some already healing.
"I'm okay. What happened out there?"
He attempted a grim smile. "I suppose the same thing that happened in here. Rachel, what's going on?"
Rachel wiped her tears with the back of her hand, seeing him struggle to get up. He pulled himself into a sitting position, facing her with the most tender concern she had ever seen. This was not how it was meant to be. His life was in so much danger because of her.
"Rachel, please tell me. "
He reached up, stroking her face and all she could think about was running away. To keep him safe, she had to let him go. She took his hand away from her face. He looked confused as she stood up, not facing him.
"We can't see each other again, "she whispered, "it’s over Galen. "
"No,"he said, "Rachel, we just found each other, I can't do this. I won't let you walk out my life!"
"I'm sorry,"she replied, feeling her heart break into a thousand pieces. "not all dreams can come true."
In a flash he was next to her, turning her to face him. "Whatever happened here tonight, we can deal with it Rachel, together. Please don't do this, to us. "
"You could've been killed because of me,"she said through her tears. "I will never forgive myself for what happened tonight. Let me go, Galen and please. . . just stay away from me."
“Why does the lone wolf interest you so much? You’ve cemented your place as Alpha of this town.You don’t need to strengthen your army.”Sophia Bruce turned in the high-backed leather chair behind her desk,in the direction of where the voice was coming from. Of course it would be Stefano,no one else in her pack would have the nerve to stride into her office and demand an explanation.“Forgive me,my Queen.How am I to serve you,if I don’t know the full extent of your involvement with him and his brothers?Why is it so urgent for you to have all of them in Colby’s Cove?”The raven-haired beauty smiled.Perhaps it was time for her most trusted confidante to know the truth.He alone would keep her secret safe.Till this moment,only he knew of the witch’s curse of immortality,which had kept her in this world, for 200 years.“I don’t need them to strengthen my army,Stefano.I need them to strengthen my family.”
A gentle rain was falling, a few days later, where the four of them stood huddled under umbrellas, around Allison's grave. After all these years, she was finally getting a decent funeral. Galen held Rachel in his arms as Reverend Matthews said a final prayer, her sobs wracking at her body. It was over and Allison was finally free.They went to her house for tea, afterward. Mrs Morris wanted to leave as soon as she could. She wanted to get back to her business in New York. There was a spring in her step, now that it was over. She seemed relieved and happy, moreso after the funeral.A car was waiting for her and Anita and they stood on the porch, saying their farewells."I can never thank you enough, for bringing me closure,"she said. She took Galen and Rachel's hands. "The two of you, and my trusted assistant, have given me something worth more than all the riches in the world. Peace."An
They converged on the steps, leading up to the asylum. Rachel, Anita, Mrs Morris and the golden wolf. Galen had already shifted. They'd agreed he would be in his wolf form, in case of an attack. Anita stood with a canister of kerosene and a box of matches. If push came to shove, she would be the one to light the fire."It feels strange,"Rachel said, "knowing this will soon be over. Not that I'm complaining!"Anita chuckled nervously. "I've never attended one of these before. And hopefully, I never will again."Rachel gave her a warm smile. "Thanks for being here Anita. I was a bitch to you that day we met, and I'm sorry.Jealousy is definitely not a good look on me.""No worries,"Anita replied. "Just make Galen happy.He’s been through so much and I really feel you’re the one who can heal his heart and he will do the same for you."He walked up to Rachel, nudging her with his head. Sh
"I imagined buying this place, would give her a sense of peace, make her believe a part of me was with her,"Mrs Morris said. "I had no idea the darkness she dealt with, was so powerful."She was still visibly shaken from seeing her mother's remains and Galen pulled Rachel outside, to the porch, while Anita did her best to offer some comfort."I can't even begin to think what her life was like, being haunted for so long,"Galen said. "I think it was meant to be that you showed up here Rachel. You were meant to help her, to free her and give Allison peace."Rachel stared lovingly into his eyes. "A werewolf, believing in destiny. Now that's something new."He kissed her on the lips. "I'm not kidding Rachel. This is what you do, and I'm glad I'm here to see you do it."Her eyes twinkled with mischief. "I'm glad you're here to love me,"she said softly.He pulled her
Days Later. . . ."Rachel, are you sure you don't want me to come up there and help?"Rachel switched her cellphone to the other ear. "Yes, Becca. I'm sure. I don't want you to be here. We don't know what will happen when we confront Allison."Becca sounded agitated. "All the more reason for me to be there Rachel!""No,"Rachel said firmly. "This is my fight, Becca. I want you to stay out of it. I need you to be safe."When the call ended, Rachel stuck her cell in her jeans' front pocket, watching Galen and Anita walk up the pathway. Mrs Morris was with them, her face set in a mask of grim concern. After introducing her to Rachel, the four of them went to the cabin, where Rachel had made a fresh pot of coffee."I always knew, it would someday come to this,"the grey-haired woman said, in her crisp English accent. "My entire life has been defined by this woman, a
"No, please don't do this!""You have to be stopped Allison, once and for all!"Allison struggled in vain as the two men violently grabbed her, pushing her to the ground. Next to her, she saw the young boy, his neck broken and her face bleeding from where he'd scratched her as she strangled him, before ending his life."Hold her steady, "one of the men commanded. The other one sat down on top of her, pinning her with his weight.The one who'd spoken, gagged her, then tied her hands and feet with rope.They dragged her outside, in the dead of night, with her struggling in vain against them. Her white dress tore and ripped with the force of their anger."You will suffer, as you made others suffer, at your hand. "Allison's eyes widened in terror, as they rolled her into the open grave, and the last thing she felt, was dirt being heap