Mitchell sat, sulking in the drafty sea side cave, the small pools of water catching the drips from the stalactites reflecting how he felt. Shallow, empty and cold. His informant from Malachi's clan told him about Ashton. He was so angry over the loss of his son he didn't know who he blamed more, Malachi or that worthless b***h Merideth and her daughter Esmerelda. He had to figure out a way to make them all pay. The low rumble in his stomach was telling him to eat. The only way he has been able to do that is when he shifted to his owl, and that was getting harder to shift back and forth. He couldn't risk going into Avec for anything thanks to them. If he was caught he would be punished before he could exact his revenge on those that have wronged him.
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