Huntress

“This is an unexpected phone call Hunter, I didn’t even know you had my number,” he all but purred into the phone.

“Don’t flatter yourself Sean. I need some answers, get your butt to Sam’s house.”

“What makes you think I have them and why should I go?”

“Because you are the one who warned me someone was after my life and then two seconds later I get poisoned and three days later I have a bear size hellhound from the demon realm in Faerie ruining my vacation by trying to kill me. Did I mention that they could talk too?”

“I’ll be right there.”

I hung up and walked over to the door by the time I opened it Sean stood before it. He stepped inside the warmth removing his gloves and much to my surprise kissing me on the cheek like we had known each other forever. Well technically we did grow up together but still.

“I am glad you are alive my love. Now tell me everything from the beginning,” he said settling on the sofa where Ifan fumed, while Sean nodded his head to Sam in greeting but ignoring everyone else.

I closed the door a little dazed by Sean’s new approach on his affection towards me but currently that was not my main problem.

“Where do I start,” I mutter sitting on a chair next to the fire, exhaustion making my limbs heavy.

I told him everything that had happen since he left my house.

“So why did you warn me?”

Sean sighed, “the witches’ brew was not what I had expected when I heard the gossip, so that might be an incident on its own. What I heard was that someone visited my master for information on ancient arts. What, I do not know nor why. However anyone willing to pay my father for information especially for something like ancient arts well they are not up to anything good. I do not know who it was either.”

“What does that have to do with me?” I asked.

“The person who went to my father was a magick user meaning either Witch, Warlock or Hunter, they are the only ones who could use the ancient arts.”

“So you gave me the warning as a just in case?”
“You are the Pride’s heir and it is not a secret that many in the Pride are not happy about that fact. Actually you are one of the topics going to be discussed in the next Paranormal Council meeting. They are debating if you are a good choice for heir of the Connecticut Pride based on everything that has happened in the last three years.”

“None of those was my fault and I won everyone of those battles! Ya, so a few things got destroyed along the way, if was as much the monster’s fault as it was mind!”

“I know!” Sean said getting up from the chair and coming to me crouching down before me taking my hand,“I know but many of the other Prides think you are cursed. However, there is much support for you among the non-Hunter species. The reason the Winter Queen allowed you to go to Faerie this year was to judge you to make her decision for the coming meeting. If she supports you then many will follow her lead. You have a good chance at staying heir of your Pride. The only reason this made it to the Paranormal meeting is because at last years Hunter’s meeting the vote was 50/50.”

“How do you know this?” I asked softly studying his face for signs of lies, feeling his fingers run over the top of my hand in a comforting manner.

“I will take over in my master’s stead when it is his time to die his second death, I have been going to meetings for the last five years and he is training me to take over so I know plenty. So the fact that someone came to my father and paid the high price I know he would have set for the information, means someone is desperate and its to get rid of you. They fear the support your may gain in the Faerie and the right to stay heir of your Pride. I warned you because I know the person who met my father wants you dead. I know it as sure as I know you must become Pride leader.”

“The only person who has anything to gain from my losing my right as heir is my cousin.”

Sean nodded, “I know but without proof there is little we can do.”

“I need to speak to your father.”

Sean jerked back as if he had been slapped, he pulled away standing in a swift vampire motion, “no.”

“Sean please,” I stood up too.

“YOU CANNOT PAY THE PRICE HE WILL ASK!” he shouted, approaching me in anger.

“That is my choice Sean! This is my life and I will be damned if I will not fight for it!”

Ifan stood up and put himself between Sean, shocking me with his sudden desire to protect me.

“Vampire, she is under the protection of the Winter Court, tread carefully.”

Oh duh, I thought no longer shocked.

Sean hissed, “I would not hurt her, Fae.”

“Stop it!” Ceron snapped, “Bickering will get us no where. Ro I can image why you want to speak to Sean’s master but what price will he ask for the identity of this person and his testimony?”

I ran a hand through my short hair and opened my mouth to answer but Sam spoke first, “blood. He will ask for her blood. Hunter blood with its magick is supposed to be special and vampires desire Hunter blood-lovers. It makes them stronger and supposedly lets them live longer then their already unnaturally long life. It’s not really known if that is true because there are very, very few Hunter-Vampire pairing in history.”

“It’s discouraged,” I replied.

Rhydian stood up, “in the end it is Ro’s choice. However as a guest of the Winter Court we will go with her as her escort and will defend her if needed.”

Sean turned to look at me, “please Ro, do not see my father.”

“I am sorry,” I said, “if you wont help me see him then I will find someone who can.”

He ground his teeth, his eyes closed tight before regaining his composer, “fine. I will head back first to speak with him, wait for my call.”

I watched him stalk to the door and slam it on his way out.

“He loves you.”

I turned to look at Rhydian, “yes… it seems he does.”

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