Chapter One - Look what she's done!

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Evan’s Point of view: It was 6 am and I was in the middle of my all too familiar morning ritual. I'd already had my shower and gotten dressed then made my way down to the kitchen to make myself and Mason a cup of coffee. I did use to make him breakfast too but I gave up bothering, he never touched it anyway. I was finishing pouring out Mason's coffee when I heard footsteps behind me. "Hey Evan, I'll have one of those if there's any going spare?" Carmen said mid-yawn then sat down at the dining table. She was pretty polite about it, but it was too bloody early for me to be dealing with her, I couldn't stand the girl. She's the whole reason we were in this mess. It's been just under 2 months since she stabbed Freya's wolf in the stomach with her silver hunting knife. She's managed to play the innocent card with most of the other hunters, but her horse s**t doesn't wash with me. See, Mason wants to believe that Carmen didn't know the wolf was Freya when she stabbed her, but I think she knew very well who it was and if she didn't know it was Freya then she darn well knew it was a Hunter. Carmen, Finn and Stevie were with Freya in her wolf form for a good 5 to 10 minutes before we arrived on the scene. Now, I've been hunting with Finn since he was 16 years old and he may be a little slow intellectually but when it comes to fighting, hell that boy can move. In all the years I have known him he has never been so much as scratched by a wolf let alone bitten, not even once! So seeing him sitting dazed on the woodland floor cradling his bloodied and torn up arm I knew instantly something wasn't right. The moment I gazed into that mega wolf's eyes I knew it was Freya. I mean it had to be or at the very least another hunter. See, it had eyes exactly the same as our own. They were ice blue in colour and had our signature white vortex swirling around the pupil. There was no way that any hunter could say that they didn't recognise them eyes, we all have them just before we ascend, so if I spotted them and so did Mason and Finn then there is no way in hell that Carmen didn't. My theory is that she'd worked out that the werewolf was Freya and stabbed her anyway, we all know that she is in love with Mason and I think she saw it as her opportunity to get rid of his Fianna once and for all. I picked up the two cups of coffee and walked towards the door. "It's in the pot, get your own damn coffee!" I snapped harshly at Carmen as I strolled right past her, not even giving her a second glance. I stopped in my tracks as I heard her slam her fists onto the table. "What the f**k is your problem Evan? What have I ever done to you huh?" She screeched at me? A smirk grew across my face as I thought, f**k it! It's about time somebody said something to this snaky b***h. I turned and calmly walked over to the dining table and placed the two cups down. She glared up at me with her chocolate brown eyes fully illuminated. "Carmen, you stabbed one of my best friends in the stomach and you want me to be pleasant to you and make you a coffee? I don't bloody think so sweetheart, you're lucky I didn't throw the whole steamy hot pot over your head!" I chuckled inside as I watched her eyes widen and her mouth drop open. She was clearly astounded that someone had the balls to call her out. She swiftly lifted her eyebrows and replied in an innocent voice, "I didn't know it was Freya, honestly I didn't. I was trying to protect Finnley and Stevie. She was insane Evan, she'd lost control and would of killed us all if I hadn't taken her down. I mean look what she's done to Finn!" She snapped. She lowered her head and stared at the floor with genuine sadness on her face. I didn't doubt that she felt bad for what has happened to Finn, but I know Freya. And I know that she would have just been protecting herself against an unknown group of hunters that were trying to kill her. When Mason and I arrived in the clearing, Freya instantly recognised us and ceased her attack, she even bowed her head in submission. That isn't a sign that she'd lost control at all. I watched her behavior that night with pure fascination, I had always thought that werewolves in their wolf form had just lost control and become savage beasts, but she showed me that they can be in complete control of their wolves. I glared back at Carmen, I wasn't going to let her play innocent anymore, I was fed up to the back teeth of her walking around this house like some bloody hero. Freya will eventually be our new Fionn and Carmen has been sneaking around riling a lot of the hunters up. I will not stand for it anymore, whether Carmen and some of the other hunters like it or not, it is a long-standing tradition that the previous Fionn's eldest child takes over as the new leader. I will not let her jealousy or the other Hunters prejudice get in the way of what Damien would have wanted. I have heard whispers from some of the hunters that if Freya becomes our new Fionn, Carmen has said that she will go to the hunters council and inform them that Freya is a werewolf. I know that we wouldn't be able to keep the secret from them for long but I was hoping she'd have a little time to be able to go through with her hunters initiation ceremony. At least then she would hate the supernatural beings as much as the rest of us do, then she could settle in to her new role as Fionn and show the council that she is the strongest and most deadly hunter and Fionn that has ever walked this earth. If the council did find out her secret, Mason and I had this whole speech planned out, we would say how if the Archangel’s didn't wish her to be a werewolf they would have let her die during the transition. They must have a greater plan for her and the rest of us. "I don't buy the innocent act Carmen! So you can stop the theatrics right now!" I snapped at her illuminating my own eyes so that she knew I wasn't playing. She lifted her head and smirked at me as she sat back in her chair and folded her arms. "I can't get anything past you can I Evan?" She asked rhetorically. "So what do you know exactly?" She asked me while raising one questioning eyebrow. "Well for one, I know that you knew that wolf was Freya when you stabbed her. We all noticed her eyes instantly, so there is no way in hell you could have missed them. And two, I know you plan on going to the hunters council to inform them that Freya is a werewolf," I said in a deep and frustrated voice. I stood there glaring at her waiting for her response. She didn't look shocked or hurt with my accusations. She just casually took her hair bobble off of her wrist, placed it in between her teeth then proceeded to use both hands to pull her long blonde hair back into a ponytail. I rolled my eyes and exhaled heavily making my irritation known. She took her time putting her hair up then cheekily leaned over the table and stole my coffee. I couldn't believe the nerve of this girl, she really was a total b***h through and through. "I can't be bothered with this childish s**t, suit yourself. I'll just go and tell Mason my theories, shall I?" I picked up Mason's coffee and began to storm out of the room. Just as I'd thought! My threat worked, she responded within seconds, "No! Evan, please don't, he'll kill me!" She pleaded with me. I wasn't in the slightest bit bothered whether or not Mason would punish her for what she'd done, frankly, she deserved everything she'd get and more. Luckily for her, I didn't intend on telling Mason anything. He had enough on his plate right now and with the way he's feeling at the moment he could very well kill Carmen. Not that I'd care if he did but with the current divided state of the hunters in our faction that wouldn't be an advisable thing to do. They could end up seeing Carmen as an innocent victim and lose faith in Mason as our leader altogether and to be honest we are fractured enough as it is right now. I turned around looked into her pleading eyes and calmly said, "Fine! I won't tell him, but you have to stop all of this sneaking around and trying to get hunters to turn against Freya. You also must promise me that you won't tell the hunters council," I said in a demanding tone. She nodded in response then sighed as she stood up and began to walk out of the room. "I think you'll find that's mine!" I said sarcastically as I snatched my coffee cup out of her thieving little hands as I hurried past her. I could hear her muttering something under her breath. I chuckled as I made my way to the back of the house, towards the basement where Mason was. When I reached my destination, I stood there silently trapped in my own thoughts while staring blankly at the basement door. I was contemplating what I might see behind it today. Before Freya was stabbed the basement was used as a panic room. Damien had soundproofed it and decorated it into a playroom for Amelia and Isaac. Behind the brick walls is thick steal and the door was so thick that even a tank wouldn't be able to break through it. He wanted to make sure if we were attacked, his children would be safe. There is also a secret room built into the wall which is stocked with all sorts of supplies, food, first aid kits, blood bags, water, weapons, that sort of stuff. Then there is a secret passageway that leads into some tunnels that go all the way under the house, through the woods and into a safe house in the town. Sadly now since all of this has happened, Mason has had to have it converted it into a bedroom/medical room for Freya. He wanted to know that she'd be safe if anything bad happened. He makes sure he has hunters guarding her 24/7 and he made Hannah move into the house just in case she's needed. That fateful night when Freya was stabbed we arrived back at the house and was ambushed by Tristan and 7 other werewolves. I closed my eyes as I began to remember what had happened. "Evan! Here take Freya inside the house. I'll stay out here and deal with these flea-bitten mutts. Take her to Dr Rose she should be in the medical room. Hurry Evan, I don't know how long Freya has left!" Mason shouted frantically as he gently placed an unconscious Freya in my arms. He spoke with such dread in his voice, I could tell that he was struggling to hold back the tears as he feared for his Fianna's life. "I'm on it Mace, I'll look after her I promise," I replied then rushed Freya into the house. As I entered the house I began instantly screaming for Dr Rose, "Hannah! Hannah! We need some help!" I screamed as I made my way through the dining room and into the medical room. "Oh my goodness Freya! What happened?" She asked as she ushered for me to place Freya on the bed. "Your daughter stabbed her!" I snapped at her. I really didn't mean to take it out on her, Freya was her niece and I could tell she had a genuine concern for her but I just couldn't believe what Carmen had done. "Carmen!" She spoke in a hushed tone laced with disappointment. I didn't feel the need to add any more, she needed to concentrate on helping Freya so I let her know that I was heading back out to help Mason and without looking up she just lifted her hand and gave me a thumbs up. As I left the clinic and walked back through the dining room, I began to finally take in my surroundings. The whole room was filled with wounded hunters. Some had deep lacerations, others had oozing puncture wounds. Most of them were minor and were just being disinfected, bandaged up and sent back out to fight. We can't be turned by a werewolf bite or scratch and we heal really fast so unless you were like some of the other poor guys with limbs torn off, then you were patched up and sent on your way. I hurried through the house and back towards the front door. I ascended as I exited the house, I was ready to kick some hideous werewolf butt. I skidded to a stop as I looked around at the scene. Mason was levitating, wings and arms spread, head tilted back and screeching into the night's sky. My eyes trailed down and fell upon the smoking remains of 5 chargrilled wolves. They were spread out in a semi-circle facing Mason. The only conclusion I could come to was that, the wolves had him surrounded so he doused them in electrical flames. Some of us hunters were lucky enough to get the extra gift of electrical fire. Mason was the only one I'd ever met until I saw Freya use it at her 18th birthday party. They really were a match made in heaven. Once Mason had cooled down enough he lowered himself down to the ground and descended. "Please tell me that one of those is a nicely barbequed Tristan?" I asked Mason as I pointed hopefully at the smoldering corpses. "Nope, the son of a b***h ran away the second my body was engulfed in flames. He jumped into his car with that hippy chick of his and sped off. The coward left his own pack behind to fight his battles for him." He spat with frustration. I put my arm around his shoulder and guided him towards the house. "Don't worry Mace, we will kill that bastard at some point. Now let's go and see how your Fianna's doing." I kicked on the door twice and waited for the guards to open it for me, like I did every morning for the past 2 months. "Morning Evan," one of the guards greeted me as he opened the door and stepped out. He was always so chirpy in the morning. "Morning Trent," I replied with a smile, he strolled off into the kitchen whistling to himself. "Hey, Ev," The other guard emerged from the basement yawning his head off. I greeted him back, "Hi, Brad." He glanced over at Trent and shook his head. "How the hell is he so cheery? I always finish a shift feeling like death warmed up." He said in confusion. I shrugged and laughed as I watched him drag himself towards the kitchen. I then took in a deep breath and prepared myself for my descent into the basement. I was hoping that today would be the day that she woke up but as I reached the bottom of the stairs the all too familiar sight greeted me. Freya laid motionless in her bed while Mason sat asleep in a chair beside her cradling her hand. I'd tried every way I could think of to convince him to sleep in a proper bed, but no matter what I suggested he refused. He finishes his Fionn work at 10 pm every night then comes down here and holds her hand. He talks to her all night until he can't talk anymore then passes out. It's absolutely heartbreaking to watch. I shook my head to try and ignore my thoughts. I placed the two coffees on the table beside him then gently touched his shoulder to try to wake him. "Mason, Mason?" I whispered. He stirred a little then jolted up to check Freya. "There's no change Mason, I brought your coffee," I said softly. I hated seeing him wake up like that, so full of hope that I was going to tell him that she was finally awake but sadly I never had that news to give him. His face grew sad and empty again as he replied in an exhausted and scratchy voice, "Thanx Evan." I walked around the bed and bent over Freya to kiss her forehead. "Morning Angel cakes," I said softly to her. I used to have full conversations with her but lately, I have been struggling to find anything to say. I pulled up a chair and placed it next to Mason's. We sat there in silence drinking our coffee and watching Freya sleep like an Angel. "FIONN! We have a problem!" We both shot our heads around as a panicked Trent and Brad came hurtling into the basement. "There better be a good f*****g reason why you would come barging in here screaming your damn head off like that!" Mason snapped, the guards shrank back at his outrage. I placed a hand on Mason's shoulder urging him to calm himself. "Go ahead, lads," I said politely, Mason huffed at my politeness. Lately, he has been ruling with an iron fist, I was trying my best to be peacekeeper but not getting a decent nights kip had really been taking its toll on him. He's always angry and agitated, all the hunters feel like their walking on eggshells. The only one able to calm him down or talk any sense into him is me. Trent and Brad both tentatively lifted their heads to look at me, their eyes were huge with fear. I went to speak but Mason snapped before I had the chance, "Spit it out!" Mason bellowed making Trent jump. They both began to stutter, but Brad finally managed to blurt out, "Ssss, Sir! Finnley broke out of his cell, killed two guards and then escaped into the woods!"
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