A Gift from the Goddess

Book Two – Ch.# 23 “…Is that a phone?” he asked, still appearing shocked.

“…Yes?”

And he immediately walked over to me, starting to scan the area around us. Almost as if he were checking to see if anyone else had seen me. “Quickly put it away,” he said.

“What’s wrong, Kieran?”

I asked the question but still did what he requested, stuffing it back into my pocket.

“Communication and recording devices like that aren’t allowed here,” he said. “It’s the only way we keep ourselves safe. They potentially jeopardise our entire kind’s secrecy. You’d be best to just leave it switched off in your suitcase and don’t let anyone know you have it.”

…I guess that made sense. I’d been wondering myself how they’d managed to keep their existence so unknown all this time. If someone started taking videos of people turning into wolves, I could see how that would quickly uncover the truth. “I’m sorry… I didn’t know,” I said. “My friend was worried about where I disappeared to. I just called to let them know I was safe.”

“You don’t need to apologise. It’s my fault. I should have told you before we got here.” He then exhaled and relaxed himself, the danger now gone. “It’s slowly becoming a little better ever since we started business with humans. We even have a landline phone for that reason now. I guess if you wanted to call someone, I could ask permission for you to access it. Its use is monitored by the Elders.”

I thought about it for a moment but realised that if I used a public phone, I would have limited freedom in what I could and could not discuss openly. Especially if mentioning things related to my father or the drugs, it could make all of this effort to keep it hidden pointless.

“Thank you… I’ll be sure to let you know.”

I didn’t enjoy lying to Kieran but, for now, this was the only way. So much was riding on that call from Zac that it didn’t leave me with many options. No, I would need to keep my phone nearby and hope for the best

“Come on,” he said, touching my shoulder. “I’ll show you around some more places. We’ll need to be back at the house by about five o’clock though. We’ve got that dinner tonight.” In amongst everything happening, I’d almost forgotten about the dinner planned for tonight. It sounded as though everyone who was even remotely important would be attending, which was a little nerve-wracking.

“Sure,” I said

And we left soon after, It was a fun day in the end, all things considered. After a stressful morning with the doctor’s appointment and the cell phone incident, it managed to recover back into an enjoyable time spent with Kieran.

And though it was slow, I was starting to learn more things by being around him. Like his sense of humour… his smile… the way he laughed. And I noticed how easy it was for me to open up because of that.

Every now and then I would find myself stopping after realising how comfortable I seemed to be, so contrasted to my normal guarded nature… and I would sneak a look over at him. But every time I would do so, I would find him already watching me, his hazel eyes instantly sending little butterflies through me.

...And I would wonder what he saw when he looked at me.

By the time five o’clock came around, I was almost sad to see the private part of our day come to an end. Now, with the expectation of meeting important figures tonight, I knew that I would need to be on my best behaviour, careful about how I presented myself.

‘Best behaviour’… no, that was how I used to describe working assignments for my father. But I wasn’t going to the dinner tonight for him. I was going… for me.

wanted to do. “…You look beautiful,” Kieran said as I approached a little while

response, his

he, himself, looked exceptionally handsome too, something that made it hard for me not to stare. It was as if every time I saw

I said

be waiting

we began walking to where I remembered the dining area was. Only, as we entered back into the large space, I was amazed by how different

resembled a fancy restaurant more than the casual eating area I recalled. Everywhere I looked,

said, and I turned to see a young man speaking. “It’s good to finally see you. Sorry I couldn’t

I’ve been busy showing

right,” said the man, his eyes turning to me. “The talk of the pack. It’s lovely to meet you, Raven. I’m Camren, the

and I gave him a smile.

was caused by my

a better word for

as if I had a weird urge to glare back at them. I wasn’t sure why though. It wasn’t the same as the feeling I’d had with Allison.

“…Did I do something to offend them?” I asked, confused. But upon Kieran looking over at them, they instantly turned their heads, acting as if they were merely talking to each other. “They’re just jealous,” he said. “It’s not worth your energy.” “Jealous? Jealous of who?” “Of you. Seriously, don’t give it any thought. Now come on, we’re expected up the front.” I didn’t ask anything further but it stuck with me regardless, wondering just how anyone could feel jealous of me. I would happily trade places with any person in this town if it meant avoiding the upbringing I’d had. Hell, if it meant avoiding the issues with my father both past

ex-girlfriends? Lovers? I could see how he’d be incredibly popular. He was bound to have a history here. It would

me. One creeping into the back of

looking over at whatever woman Kieran came to dinner with? …Was I just the latest obsession? A pet project to help fix? Was that maybe why he didn’t feel comfortable telling anyone that we were romantically involved? My chest hurt a little as that thought invaded me, but I pushed it back as much as I could. He’d been nothing but sweet to me so there was no reason to assume the

group of familiar faces already seated. It consisted of the people I’d met the other day, plus a few more that I was sure were equally

founding or explanation. Just… pure instinct telling me to end her. …But I held myself back. I’d promised Kieran that I would spend time with her. I needed to stay true to my word. And so I gave her a smile, a wave, and took my seat to chat to her,

radiating inside me. From now on, Allison was going to be my new best friend. Whether I

being someone new and

me now. I would need to tread extra carefully in these early days to not step on any feet due to my new

navigate how their strange government worked. A struggle to say the least, as

said a man, holding a hand

though I was confused, I still shook it, discreetly trying to look around

only a minute prior and I now felt a little out of place without his

en

he might be. Only, before I could come to any conclusion, he answered the question weighing on me. “I’m Victor’s brother. Kieran’s uncle,” he said,

turning to look, I saw there was an active conversation happening amongst the ‘ranked’ members who I’d already

now leave me in an

based around family lines. Did that then mean Sterling was

attempted to look around the room once more for Kieran