A Black Decision
~Part IX~
"My whole body aches," Colette said.
I flinched, but said softly, "It's your body preparing for the change to shifter, Cole."
She'd seen me turn when I'd jumped in to save her life from Victor, so she knew what I was already, and in the last three weeks she'd shot up over a foot in height. It didn't look right on my thirteen year old cousin. She still looked like a kid, except now she looked like an extremely tall awkward kid, but I prepared her for what was coming anyway, knowing that she deserved to know.
"And I can choose your pack or Sam's, correct?"
"Yes."
Just then there was ruckus in the nearby trees and I turned to check, surprised to see Quilla half tumble out of the trees a moment later, still yanking her shirt into place.
"Quilla, what's going on?"
"Beau's at the old border."
I blinked in shock. "Why?"
"I..." She bit her lip. "He asked for Samantha. I was halfway to finding her when I thought about how pissed off you'd be if I actually did that. I think you need to go get him before Paula or Jaelyn see him."
"Why did he want Samantha?" I could think of exactly one reason why he'd wait at the old border and ask for her, and I needed to know if I was correct or not.
"I don't know but... his eyes are red." She shrugged.
I opened my mouth, about to say a very nasty word before I remember my thirteen year old cousin. I closed my mouth. "Why don't you tell Colette what you like about being a shifter. I'll go deal with it."
"Err... sure." Quilla agreed.
"Err... sure." Quilla agreed.
I stomped past her into the forest before I started to run. She hadn't told me exactly where Beau was waiting at, but I could take a guess. Some people were predictable. And since the first time he'd crossed to meet me that day when I originally shifted, he always crossed at that same spot. As I neared the spot, I slowed to a walk, smelling him from the wind.
To be continued...
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