The Head Wolf-Chapter Eight
Chapter Eight
Sam shook her head. She refused to believe that her baby sister would have gotten into debt with the vampires. Though one of them was an ancestor, their mother had always warned them to steer clear of that one supernatural creature, even their own great-grandfather.
Vampires could assert thought control over certain empaths, and neither Sam nor Frankie had ever wanted to find out if they were the sort of empath a vampire could control. Even though a free flow of emotions and thoughts and strangers was a huge drag and caused Sam to mostly withdraw from the world, being a mindless peon for a group of powerful creatures truly committed to doing evil shit in the world was a big no.
“I don’t know how she found out what they were doing, but I do know that she regretted it immediately.” James put his hand over his eyes. Sam could sense that this was painful for him too. He really cared about her sister, despite what she’d seen him doing earlier in the playroom. “I was fucking other people to forget that I can’t have her anymore.”
“Where is she, James?” Titus’ voice was hard, solid.
Sam was glad that something in this room was. She felt like she was floating in a sea of memories and emotions that she couldn’t control. Every time she caught her breath, another wave came and slapped her in the face. She was essentially being waterboarded by her own sense of regret. Sam and Frankie had shared almost everything growing up. Though her leaving Titus had put a wedge in their relationship, Sam had always been there when Frankie had gotten into trouble.
Titus looked at her then. “This is not your fault.”
Sam didn’t have the energy to disagree with him. Perhaps if she hadn’t been so rigid in her thinking that their gift was truly a curse and hidden from its power most of her life, Frankie wouldn’t have felt the need to prove her wrong by throwing any sense of caution or decorum to the wind. Maybe she’d be here right now instead of God knows where, on the run from vampires that she’d stolen from.
“Please tell us where she went and if she’s safe.” James and Titus were in some wolfie stand-off that she didn’t understand, but maybe he would respond to an emotional plea. From the sister of a woman he claimed to care about.
“I’m certain she’s safe, but she’ll have been…changed.”
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