The Transfer

I sighed as I left my bedroom. Liam's scent continued to swirl around my nose and I savoured the scent as best as I could. It was wonderful and made me warm inside.

He'd stayed the night, but he was gone early in the morning. Neither of us wanted to risk him getting caught, so he made sure to shower in my bathroom before he snuck out and headed back to his cabin. He was covered in my scent before I left, and it was wonderful. I dreaded watching him get out of bed and head towards the shower.

I never wanted to get his scent off me, but I had to. If I had a run in with anyone who wasn't on my side, things could go bad. I showered after Liam did, and almost cried as I watched the water slip down the drain, Liam's scent going with it.

I walked down the hallway, stretching my arms as I walked into the kitchen where Jenny stood, making herself a coffee. She was an early bird too. Ezra was as well, but he didn't like being up as early as Jenny did.

"Morning," I greeted her softly. She looked up at me and smiled.

"Glad to see you're getting back into your routine. Don't overwork yourself today,” Jenny told me. I smiled and nodded at her. "Link me if you need help. Security isn't tight.”

I sighed but nodded anyway. I knew she was just being cautious. No one needed another rogue attack. I didn't feel like being injured again either.

I left the house and breathed in the fresh air of the morning. The sun was only just rising and I smiled to myself as I headed to a trail that I didn't usually take. It was one of the more difficult ones, a trail with a lot of rocky ledges and hills. I'd only taken it once or twice, because it was so challenging. I needed something to get me back into shape.

I ran fast and hard through the woods. My beast was hungry with determination. She felt so trapped while we were sitting inside that cabin. It felt good to get out again.

We ran up the hills and along the trail embedded in the dirt. The nature was only just waking up, the dew on the plants fresh and the bugs and insects readying themselves for the day ahead. It was peaceful.

After a while, I came to a fork in the path. I frowned and cocked my head. I didn't remember the fork in the path being there last time I ran the trail. So I look the right, and ran faster.

I trekked further and further, exploring the new trail. My beast was buzzing with curiosity to know what this new trail would lead us to. We'd been on almost every trail in the pack that we could find. Most were pretty boring, the others were challenging and exciting. This one was challenging for sure, but it also gave my beast a bit of an edge. I wasn't sure if I was threatened or not.

I was tempted to go back. I didn't know where I was going and I mostly just didn't want to get in trouble. Most times, I didn't run for long. It only took about thirty minutes usually.

But not today. I knew that I had to find something special of my own out on this new trail. Maybe just a small patch of flowers or even a large comfortable looking boulder to rest on. It could be my little secret. Or possibly even a get away spot with Liam.

As I neared the cliffside, I heard something rustle behind me. A snap. I span around so fast that I almost knocked myself over. Nothing was there.

I stopped running and looked around me. There was no one around.

I sniffed the air, waiting for something familiar to hit my nose. But I smelt nothing. Nothing. It was probably just a rabbit. My beast shrugged at me, telling me to continue on. I agreed with her and turned around again.

When I turned around, I gasped at the sight before me. The rock that had once been normal before was different. There was a message carved into the stone.

Leave now. Before they see you.

I widened my eyes in shock and looked around. There was nothing to be seen. What in the hell had written that message then? Was it a vampire? A wolf?

I sniffed the air again. There was nothing. Why? How?

My mind told me to turn around and go back to the pack. But my curiosity got the better of me, and I pushed forwards.

"What the hell?" I whispered to myself. I kept going and finally found myself jogging down a rocky hill. I carefully watched my step and then finally came to the bottom of the hill.

I was standing in a grassy field. The grass was tall, reaching my hips, swaying gently in the breeze. It was strange. The grass was all dead, yet it still stood tall. It smelled odd too. I couldn't put my finger on what it was, but it was definitely strange.

But the grass wasn't the strange part. The strange part was the small cottage in the middle of the grassy field.

I looked around. There was no one around and if there was someone around, I would've smelt them. But I smelt nothing, so I assumed the normal thing. The house was one that someone had used in a previous time.

I walked forwards. I made my way towards the house, careful. My stomach was doing nervous flips. I had no idea what I was walking towards. For all I knew, it could be a human's house.

But there weren't any cars and there were certainly no humans. They would've been the first thing I sniffed out if they were around. They have such a strange scent.

I reached the end of the tall grass and stepped onto the dirt. I held my breath as I watched the front door to the house suddenly open. A woman was the first thing I saw. She held out her hand and I felt the air around me shift and I felt myself flying back through the air.

I landed on the ground hard and felt something hard push me down and keep me to the dirt. I squirmed, but I couldn't move. Nothing was holding me, so why in the hell couldn't I move?

"What are you doing here, Alison? You can't be here!" I heard the voice of a woman. I strained my eyes to look around, but I couldn't see. The weight on my body was getting heavier, before I heard a hiss.

"Let the poor girl go! You'll crush her damned lungs, you imbecile!" I heard a shout. I gasped for air as the weight on my body lifted. I sat up fast and looked around me.

There were three women, a man too. They were all standing together, looking at me.

I didn't recognise any of them. So how the hell did they know my name?

"She's going to get herself killed out here. We must send her back,” one woman said. She had deep red hair, curly and a little fizzy. She had it tied back into a ponytail, her arm around the man with her.

I was so confused. My head was hurting and I didn't understand. The atmosphere around me was strange, almost suffocating. I felt like I couldn't do anything.

"Atia, let the girl up. Drusilla, stop confusing her. Let's bring her into the house and get her something to eat. She took a hard hit,” the man said. I shook my head slightly at the same.

Atia? Drusilla? They were such unique names.

I felt something around me push against my body and I found myself standing up with a matter of moments. I frowned and looked down at myself.

What the hell was happening?!

"Alison, sweetheart, you must come inside quickly. Before they see you," the man said. He walked towards me and he grabbed my arm and tugged me forwards. The cloudiness in my mind lifted and I frowned as he tugged me towards the house.

"How do you know my name?" I asked him as he slammed the door shut behind me. The three woman walked quickly into the kitchen and I gasped at the things flying around the kitchen magically by themselves.

What the hell?!

"Sit, child. Questions later,” one woman said. My head was spinning and I tried to make sense of it all.

Were these people witches? What about the man? Was he magic too?

Food was placed in front of me quickly. The women sat at the table and the man glanced outside. He shook his head to himself and muttered something under his breath.

I looked at the food on the plate in front of me. It was a plain sandwich. I could smell the cheese and the ham inside it.

"Eat," the red haired woman demanded. I quickly picked up the sandwich and I ate. The man put down a glass of water in front of me and I sipped from that and then quickly ate my sandwich again. After I finished my sandwich, the plate was whisked away. It flew through the air by itself where it went to the sink and rested in the soapy dishwater.

Did these people buy magic plates or something?

"What the hell is going on?" I asked, looking around the room. The man took a seat at the table and put his hand over the red haired woman's hand. I assumed they were together. Neither of them had marks on their necks.

They definitely weren't werewolves or vampires then.

"You shouldn't have come, Alison. Did you not see the note we left you on the boulder?” One woman said. I raised my eyebrows at her.

"That was you?" I asked in disbelief. The woman nodded her head at me.

"Henry said she was curious. I told you the note wouldn't stop her from finding us,” the other woman said. I raised my eyebrows in shock.

Henry? Did they know Henry?

"You know Henry?" I asked them quizzically. They all looked back to me and nodded slowly. The red haired woman screwed up her face.

"Should we be doing this? We could get her in trouble... Henry is already hating her enough as it is,” the woman said. I gaped at her.

They knew Henry. How? What the hell was going on? Who were they? Why were they being so cautious?

"We know that the girl is on our side, Atia. We can trust her..." the woman said to the red haired woman. Atia... the name suited her.

She was a beautiful woman. They women were all beautiful. They had wonderful features, and even the man was quite attractive. But their prettiness still didn't tell me who they were.

"Can we trust you, Ali?" One woman asked. She had dark hair, gleaming blue eyes.

I didn't know why they had to trust me, but I nodded. They all looked at each other and then sighed before nodding also.