Of Seasons and Spots - Nine
Of Seasons and Spots
Nine: Gifts
"What do you mean that Henry isn't there?" he asked, his voice sounding somewhat frantic on the other end of the phone.
"I mean I am standing here looking into his room and it is empty," Jessica replied, rubbing at one of her eyes.
"Damn it!" the voice exclaimed through the phone.
"Siwon, what's wrong?" she asked waking up fully at the tone of his voice. Rarely did he ever sound unsettled let alone curse in her presence. That he was now couldn't be a good sign.
"We are going to have need of Henry's skills tonight. Do you know where he is?" That worried her. Werewolves were fast healers, fast enough that they didn't age and they were very hard to kill. If Siwon was in need of Henry's Gift of healing, then whatever was happening or going to happen wasn't going to be pretty.
"I don't," she answered honestly. "But I'm on my way." As she spoke she already was moving towards her room to put on something more substantial then her tank top and panties.
"No!" he exclaimed. "I don't want you here!"
"You need a healer right?" she asked as she held the phone to her ear and stuffed one leg into her jeans followed by a series of hops before switching to the other.
"Yes."
"Well I'm sure I touched him at some point today, " she paused and closed her eyes to see if she could feel the particular warm glow of his Gift within her. It was there, ready for use along with Hankyung's and Key's.
Siwon growled through the phone, "now is not a good time to be telling me of how you have touched another man!"
"Get your head out of your dick," she snapped yanking a shirt from her drawer. "My Gift is to copy other Gifts with a touch no matter if I want to or not. So I happen to be capable of healing at the moment. I'm not as good as Henry, but I can manage to do something."
There was a long period of silence during which she wondered if her cell phone had cut out on her before he spoke. "Okay," was all he said and then a click ended the call. A minute later Jessica was stuffing her feet into her shoes and sprinting out the door with her keys in hand.
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"Kyuhyun!" Zhou mi screamed tugging against his mother's firm hold on his arm, struggling to break free. Frantically he looked to the stone faced Alpha standing beside him with his arms crossed. "Stop him!"
"He is within his right," Kangin told him coldly, "to seek retribution for harm to his mate."
"That happened years ago!" Zhou mi argued. "Do something!" he pleaded with his mother, who didn't look any happier with the situation then he was.
"There is nothing I can do," she told him through clenched teeth.
Several feet away his mate in a loose pair of shorts and his father dressed in much the same were squaring off, taking measure of the other. Both men's eyes were glowing a brilliant gold. Zhou mi couldn't see a happy ending to this no matter how hard he looked. His father had killed before, that much he knew for certain and Kyuhyun likely had as well. There was nothing to keep them from both doing so again. No matter who won, Zhou mi would lose something precious. Worse, there was nothing he could do about it since putting their Beasts to sleep would only make them more vulnerable to the harm from the other. His father looked like a man that could kill. In a fight without the assistance of their Beasts, Kyuhyun didn't stand a chance.
Quicker than the human eye could follow the men moved, launching at one another in a silently deadly dance. Their blows were nearly too quick for him to follow, a blur of motion as Kyuhyun struck out and danced away to avoid a returning hit. His father followed, landing a staggering blow to Kyuhyun’s right shoulder and receiving a lightening quick kick to the knee for his troubles.
The men separated, Kyuhyun holding his right shoulder and his father balanced on his good leg. With a grunt, his mate rolled his shoulder, the soft pop sounding as bones found their right place again. A few quick rotations with his arm made him appear no worse for the wear, yet Zhou mi could feel a low level of pain radiating through their bond. Then, without taking any more time, Kyuhyun was lunging forward again to engage his father.
On his arm his mother’s fingers tightened and he was hit with a sickening realization. One of them was going to lose their mate this night. Before he could stop himself, Zhou mi found the hope that it wasn’t Kyuhyun bubbling up in him. Their mating was so new, new enough that Kyuhyun was still showing him the wonder of what it meant to be cared for like that. He wasn’t ready to lose that, but then again he didn’t think that 100 years could make him ready to lose that.
‘Ours,’ his Beast whispered in his mind. He could feel her there, just as helpless as he to do anything about what was occurring.
In front of him, the men separated again and this time he could smell the coppery tang of blood. Red ran down from his father’s forehead and he wiped it from his eyes. The same shade stained Kyuhyun’s torso in a slowing ooze just above his stomach. His mate was angry, his pain only fueling it, and Zhou mi found himself instinctively reaching through their bond to sooth the Beast. His mental touch drew Kyuhyun’s attention and he spared him a glance, his eyes glowing brighter.
The second of lost attention was the moment his father had been waiting for and he lunged forward for the other werewolf. In terror, Zhou mi watched as his father’s hand closed around his mate’s throat. It would be over in seconds, an easy end, and his Beast screamed in anger and fear within him.
He was moving before he realized it, slamming a knee into his mother’s stomach, surprising her and forcing her hold on him to loosen enough that he could pull free of it. Strength poured into him and he was to his mate’s side in a few quick strides. By the time he arrived there, Kyuhyun had already broken free of the man’s hold and kicked him away, leaving space for Zhou mi to slide his body between them. He stood there, panting with adrenaline, anger, and a healthy dose of fear for his mate, arms spread as if that would make him seem as more of a threat.
“Stop this!” he ordered. His eyes glowed a shockingly brilliant purple with power as he and his Beast together let their power show, power that he wasn’t even fully aware of yet. He could feel the fingers of his mate closing on the fabric of his shirt, and knew that it was only seconds before Kyuhyun pulled him out of the way and shoved him to safety. ‘No,’ he ordered, his Beast giving power to the command that flowed through their bond. Against his back, fingers stilled, and a growl bubbled forth.
“Move, boy,” his father snapped, giving him a cold look that would have sent him cowering with his tail between his legs a few months ago.
“No,” he refused. So fast that he couldn’t see it coming, his father’s arm snapped out, the back of his hand connecting solidly with his cheek. The full strength of a werewolf hitting him, flung him sideways out of the way and left him a stunned, crumpled pile of limbs a few feet away.
He felt the hot pulse of pure rage at the same time he heard the animalistic snarl of anger from the man who was his mate. His eyes were watery as he tried to focus on the blurred forms of the two men he loved. There was a moment of silence and then howl of triumph from his mate that cut through the night. It was over he knew it, and he felt sick with the knowledge of it.
“NO!!” he heard his mother scream. He saw a blur of movement from the corner of his vision, and felt the knowledge of what she had planned. There was no strength in him, nothing that he could force to work past the swimming of his senses so he didn’t protest when his Beast wrenched control from him.
Somehow he surged to his feet, through her strength, and made a flying leap towards his mate. Kyuhyun caught him around the waist with an arm and tried to put him behind him instead of between him and the threat, but he wasn’t fast enough. Zhou mi could feel the bite of something sharp on his back, and the triumph of his Beast before she slipped away and took the rest of his senses with her.
AN: Well that didn't go the way I intended... Thanks muses! I'm going to try to get more of these done today... I'm so behind. T.T
Nine: Gifts
"What do you mean that Henry isn't there?" he asked, his voice sounding somewhat frantic on the other end of the phone.
"I mean I am standing here looking into his room and it is empty," Jessica replied, rubbing at one of her eyes.
"Damn it!" the voice exclaimed through the phone.
"Siwon, what's wrong?" she asked waking up fully at the tone of his voice. Rarely did he ever sound unsettled let alone curse in her presence. That he was now couldn't be a good sign.
"We are going to have need of Henry's skills tonight. Do you know where he is?" That worried her. Werewolves were fast healers, fast enough that they didn't age and they were very hard to kill. If Siwon was in need of Henry's Gift of healing, then whatever was happening or going to happen wasn't going to be pretty.
"I don't," she answered honestly. "But I'm on my way." As she spoke she already was moving towards her room to put on something more substantial then her tank top and panties.
"No!" he exclaimed. "I don't want you here!"
"You need a healer right?" she asked as she held the phone to her ear and stuffed one leg into her jeans followed by a series of hops before switching to the other.
"Yes."
"Well I'm sure I touched him at some point today, " she paused and closed her eyes to see if she could feel the particular warm glow of his Gift within her. It was there, ready for use along with Hankyung's and Key's.
Siwon growled through the phone, "now is not a good time to be telling me of how you have touched another man!"
"Get your head out of your dick," she snapped yanking a shirt from her drawer. "My Gift is to copy other Gifts with a touch no matter if I want to or not. So I happen to be capable of healing at the moment. I'm not as good as Henry, but I can manage to do something."
There was a long period of silence during which she wondered if her cell phone had cut out on her before he spoke. "Okay," was all he said and then a click ended the call. A minute later Jessica was stuffing her feet into her shoes and sprinting out the door with her keys in hand.
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"Kyuhyun!" Zhou mi screamed tugging against his mother's firm hold on his arm, struggling to break free. Frantically he looked to the stone faced Alpha standing beside him with his arms crossed. "Stop him!"
"He is within his right," Kangin told him coldly, "to seek retribution for harm to his mate."
"That happened years ago!" Zhou mi argued. "Do something!" he pleaded with his mother, who didn't look any happier with the situation then he was.
"There is nothing I can do," she told him through clenched teeth.
Several feet away his mate in a loose pair of shorts and his father dressed in much the same were squaring off, taking measure of the other. Both men's eyes were glowing a brilliant gold. Zhou mi couldn't see a happy ending to this no matter how hard he looked. His father had killed before, that much he knew for certain and Kyuhyun likely had as well. There was nothing to keep them from both doing so again. No matter who won, Zhou mi would lose something precious. Worse, there was nothing he could do about it since putting their Beasts to sleep would only make them more vulnerable to the harm from the other. His father looked like a man that could kill. In a fight without the assistance of their Beasts, Kyuhyun didn't stand a chance.
Quicker than the human eye could follow the men moved, launching at one another in a silently deadly dance. Their blows were nearly too quick for him to follow, a blur of motion as Kyuhyun struck out and danced away to avoid a returning hit. His father followed, landing a staggering blow to Kyuhyun’s right shoulder and receiving a lightening quick kick to the knee for his troubles.
The men separated, Kyuhyun holding his right shoulder and his father balanced on his good leg. With a grunt, his mate rolled his shoulder, the soft pop sounding as bones found their right place again. A few quick rotations with his arm made him appear no worse for the wear, yet Zhou mi could feel a low level of pain radiating through their bond. Then, without taking any more time, Kyuhyun was lunging forward again to engage his father.
On his arm his mother’s fingers tightened and he was hit with a sickening realization. One of them was going to lose their mate this night. Before he could stop himself, Zhou mi found the hope that it wasn’t Kyuhyun bubbling up in him. Their mating was so new, new enough that Kyuhyun was still showing him the wonder of what it meant to be cared for like that. He wasn’t ready to lose that, but then again he didn’t think that 100 years could make him ready to lose that.
‘Ours,’ his Beast whispered in his mind. He could feel her there, just as helpless as he to do anything about what was occurring.
In front of him, the men separated again and this time he could smell the coppery tang of blood. Red ran down from his father’s forehead and he wiped it from his eyes. The same shade stained Kyuhyun’s torso in a slowing ooze just above his stomach. His mate was angry, his pain only fueling it, and Zhou mi found himself instinctively reaching through their bond to sooth the Beast. His mental touch drew Kyuhyun’s attention and he spared him a glance, his eyes glowing brighter.
The second of lost attention was the moment his father had been waiting for and he lunged forward for the other werewolf. In terror, Zhou mi watched as his father’s hand closed around his mate’s throat. It would be over in seconds, an easy end, and his Beast screamed in anger and fear within him.
He was moving before he realized it, slamming a knee into his mother’s stomach, surprising her and forcing her hold on him to loosen enough that he could pull free of it. Strength poured into him and he was to his mate’s side in a few quick strides. By the time he arrived there, Kyuhyun had already broken free of the man’s hold and kicked him away, leaving space for Zhou mi to slide his body between them. He stood there, panting with adrenaline, anger, and a healthy dose of fear for his mate, arms spread as if that would make him seem as more of a threat.
“Stop this!” he ordered. His eyes glowed a shockingly brilliant purple with power as he and his Beast together let their power show, power that he wasn’t even fully aware of yet. He could feel the fingers of his mate closing on the fabric of his shirt, and knew that it was only seconds before Kyuhyun pulled him out of the way and shoved him to safety. ‘No,’ he ordered, his Beast giving power to the command that flowed through their bond. Against his back, fingers stilled, and a growl bubbled forth.
“Move, boy,” his father snapped, giving him a cold look that would have sent him cowering with his tail between his legs a few months ago.
“No,” he refused. So fast that he couldn’t see it coming, his father’s arm snapped out, the back of his hand connecting solidly with his cheek. The full strength of a werewolf hitting him, flung him sideways out of the way and left him a stunned, crumpled pile of limbs a few feet away.
He felt the hot pulse of pure rage at the same time he heard the animalistic snarl of anger from the man who was his mate. His eyes were watery as he tried to focus on the blurred forms of the two men he loved. There was a moment of silence and then howl of triumph from his mate that cut through the night. It was over he knew it, and he felt sick with the knowledge of it.
“NO!!” he heard his mother scream. He saw a blur of movement from the corner of his vision, and felt the knowledge of what she had planned. There was no strength in him, nothing that he could force to work past the swimming of his senses so he didn’t protest when his Beast wrenched control from him.
Somehow he surged to his feet, through her strength, and made a flying leap towards his mate. Kyuhyun caught him around the waist with an arm and tried to put him behind him instead of between him and the threat, but he wasn’t fast enough. Zhou mi could feel the bite of something sharp on his back, and the triumph of his Beast before she slipped away and took the rest of his senses with her.
AN: Well that didn't go the way I intended... Thanks muses! I'm going to try to get more of these done today... I'm so behind. T.T