Page 15 of Her Wolf's Demands
“Bohdi?” I called, swallowing the rising tide of grief.
Yes, everything in our home was materialistic, not meant to be important compared to our safety. However, both Drake and I had built our life up from nothing and all of our possessions were meaningful. They made us who we were.
A brother and sister who only had one another, who had endured pain and heartache, over and over again.
Why couldn’t a girl get sentimental about her beloved trinket, shattered beneath her pumps?
“Bohdi?” I sobbed, almost jumping over the debris to get to the bed. “Come out, I’m here.”
Flipping off the duvet, I swallowed when a piece of paper flew into the air, drifting down to land on the empty bed. My blood ran ice cold when I read the scrawled note.
It’s amazing how easy it is to entice a cat with fish, especially if its owner is neglectful.
Ertha.
Fuck! She’d somehow managed to lure my familiar and break the spell of protection I’d placed over him.
My insides churned as I picked up the note and screwed it in my fist. The bitch leader of the coven had obviously come back for Bohdi once I’d escaped their house of torture. She’d pay for her cruelty.
Grabbing my phone out of my pocket, I dialled Ertha, almost dropping it out of my shaky hands. My number couldn’t be traced, but I had to leave the apartment, just to be on the safe side.
“Hello, Ertha speaking.” Her voice was chirpy and welcoming.
That was about to change.
“Where’s my familiar?” I ground through my teeth.
Jerking angrily, I scooped up a handful of clothes as I waited for her reply. A chuckle filtered down the phone, sending heat into my ears as fury exploded in my chest.
“He’s sitting in a cage on my desk.” Her tone had dropped, her amusement short-lived. “Tell me where Drake is and you can have him back.”
My heart thumped when Bodhi’s meow sounded through the phone. The urge to cry was strong, tugging on my heart. I resisted, breathing through the pain as I filled a bag with my belongings.
“Why the hell do you want to know where he is? You know I won’t give him up.”
“I must admit,” Ertha said, “I knew it would be hard for you to choose which one of your pathetic family members to save, so I bound your familiar to you even more. Did you know that if I use the magic of the whole coven, I’m more powerful than you? Meaning I can chop off Bohdi’s head and your wolf brain will spill at the exact same time.”
“You sick bitch!”
My anger only made her laugh more, the twisted witch. How could someone who was supposed to protect her coven be so callous? She was evil!
“It’s your choice, Della. Tell me where your brother is or both you and the cat will die.”
The phone beeped in my ear as she ended the call. Fury fired my veins and churned my stomach as I threw the phone on the bed and proceeded to punch the shit out of a pillow.
“I’ll kill you first!” I screamed before grabbing up my things and heading towards the door.
My vow was a promise to myself as I ran down the stairs and out of the building. My heart pumped the fiery blood around my body, driving me forward. I’d never wanted to harm anyone before, except maybe my father.
However, Ertha had taken her malice to a whole new level. She was obsessed with finding my brother, and I had no idea why. Did he know something he shouldn’t? If he did, he was in serious danger. It was about time I paid him a visit.
Chapter Six
Footsteps sounded behind me as I marched down the road. I’d dropped my car at a long stay car park and left it behind, ready to take the train to see Drake.
Glancing over my shoulder, I checked that no one followed me. No, it was just two young men, talking animatedly about the latest Netflix series. Jeez, I’d wanted to watch the show they’d spoken about but hadn’t had the chance.
How simple life had been when I’d curled up in my hug chair with popcorn and binged on television shows and films.