Devils Roses 04 - Witch

hand away quickly.
    “Jake.” She whispered again into the silent cab of the truck. The sun had started to set.
    ‘RUN!’
    She turned looking for the faces as the whisper filled the truck.
    “Who are you?” She asked terrified to look around.
    ‘RUN, OPHELIA RUN HOME! DON’T STOP RUNNING! YOU AREN’T SAFE!’
    She opened the cab of the truck and leapt from it. Her flip-flops slapped against the hard pavement, as she fled from the huge house and the truck with the frozen boy.

Chapter Six
    Sam

    He felt her eyes on him, they hadn’t left since she’d met him.
    “Can you just ask her to try to not to stare?” He whispered into Lucas’s ear.
    Lucas laughed, “On your own there man. I don’t get involved.”
    “Pretty sure Ari is going to feel the full strength of my Siren gift when I get home. I might just show you what unleashed really is.”
    Lucas’s back straightened. He bit into the chicken thigh he was gnawing on. He crunched the chicken bone and licked his fingers. He glanced back at the woman, “Janine can you do me a favor?”
    “Sure Sugar, whatever you need.” Her eyes never left Sam.
    Lucas frowned at Sam and then looked back at Janine, “Just stop okay?”
    She didn’t even bat an eyelash, “No.”
    Lucas looked back at Sam, “I tried, you even think about messing with Ari and I will kill you, cook you and eat you.”
    Sam grinned, “Try.” He flashed from the room.
    The moonlit night was peaceful and cool in Maine. He couldn’t believe the size of the moon. He could feel the pull of the oceans as he stood under it. His Siren appeal was always stronger under the full moon. The wolves knew that no doubt. Fae knew a lot about the supernatural world. They stayed in groups and educated their offspring. Not like the rest of the supernatural world. Most were rogues who wandered the world alone. Except Siren's who all lived on the Island in Greece. With no actual skills beyond their sex magic they stayed where they were the strongest.
    His mother had been one until she met an angel and gave him her heart, the other Sirens had shunned her. Sam had grown up with his mother and the Wiccan's. He had always told everyone his father was alive. He never wanted anyone to know whose son he actually was.
    His phone vibrated in his pants. Hanna had finally messaged him.
    She answered his question, ‘At Lydia’s’
    ‘I want to see you’
    ‘Where r u?’
    He sighed and looked around, ‘Butt eff nowhere with Luke’
    ‘ewww try to behave ;-)’
    ‘Funny’
    ‘I have to leave tonight. Lorri is sending me to Greece to see my fam’
    Panic filled him, ‘NO’
    ‘yeah’
    ‘I’m coming to you’
    ‘Leaving now with Aims. Text when I know where I am. <3 U’
    He sighed, “Fuck.” Then sent his last message to her, in hopes it would help his cause later, ‘I love you too’
    The last thing he wanted was for Hanna to meet the others. He had hoped to explain the whole situation before she met the rest of them.

Chapter Seven
    Ophelia

    Panic made her heart race as she ran through the downtown core. The small town along the Maine coastline was tiny enough that downtown consisted of about four blocks. Her feet ached from the flip-flops but fear and heartache pushed her on. She raced until she reached the only small lane that looked as if it could be considered an alley. She didn’t notice the shadows begin to take form around her feet.
    She leaned her back against the cool brick wall of the local hardware store. She didn’t know what had happened to Jake. Why had she run? Why had the voices told her to run? Where was her sister? She pulled her phone from her pocket but sparks flew from it as her fingers met it. She sighed.
    She slumped onto the ground between two huge dumpsters and clutched her knees in her arms. She pulled her knees into her chest.
    She was so lost in thought, she didn’t notice the white blue eyes watching her. She didn’t notice the dark shadows forming into fingers, trying to reach out to her.
    Her skin started to shiver from the cool air, brushing against the sweat beading on her skin. She had been hot all day. She felt like a freak wiping her hands against her forehead.
    Her breath grew rapid, she felt something change in the air around her. Suspense hung in the air, coating her skin like mist. She felt something moving but saw nothing. She heard the mist whisper.
    She gulped but didn’t move, she waited for whatever it was to show itself. The thumping in her chest