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When Fire Meets Fate

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I stood there as she rode away on her bike, trying to grasp everything she had told me, but I was having a real hard time because of the last words she spoke. When I saw her just standing there when I came out of the gate, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She looked even better in the sunlight then the dim lighting of the bar. When you looked at her, she didn’t appear to have any softness. That she was all muscle and hard lines, but when I remembered the way her skin had felt and the roundness of her breasts and ass, there was softness. Seeing her again, I wanted to find that softness under that dangerous exterior. I wanted her, pure and simple.

The communicator beeped breaking me out of my daydreams and I reluctantly answered it as I headed back through the gates.

“Yeah,” I said

“You’ve been out there a long time,” Raven said.

“Yeah, sorry about that. She was answering a lot of questions that I had.”

“That looked a lot more then just a bit of Q&A, Clarke.”

“Ahem, well, it’s complicated.”

“Okay, I get it. I’ll drop it for the moment, but I’ll get it out of you sooner or later. What was so important that she was here anyway?”

“Get the others and meet me in the Council Room,” I said as I picked up my pace.

“Alright, must be pretty important if you’re speed walking.”

“Stop watching me and get everyone there,” I said irritably.

She laughed and I hung up the communicator.

I beat everyone to the room, so I started pacing to try and regain control over my body and calm my mind. Not ten minutes with her and I oh so wanted to do things that I never imagined to her, with her. I shook my head again trying to dispel her from my mind.

Soon everyone came into the room and took their seats and waited on me. I took a deep breath and sat down.

“So, that was Nyx,” Octavia said with a sly smile.

I gave her a dirty look, but she ignored it.

“That was Nyx, the Enforcer that the Commander had recommended to us. She was hired by the Forest Pack’s leader to help get her people back.”

“So, was she here to open negotiations,” Monty asked.

I shook my head, “No. She wanted me to be aware of a potential lethal situation.”

“And that is?”

“The full moon is in a few days. The Harvest Moon. She told me that it happens around the Fall Equinox.”

“That’s right,” Raven said.

“Well, it’s a big deal here. She confirmed that our prisoners are indeed werewolves and that the four of you are also werewolves. How she knows, I don’t know. Anyway, she told me that during the Harvest Moon, werewolves are forced to shift. They can’t get around it. That there’s four times in a year that werewolves are forced to shift; Spring and Fall Equinox and Summer and Winter Solstice. Though during the solstices, they can fight the shift. Again, don’t know why.”

“What does this mean for the prisoners?”

“There are a few dangers. One, is that if they have the shock collars on them when they shift, it will kill them. Two, they won’t be able to shift back for about four hours. Two before the zenith and two after. Thirdly, and the most important is that our people can’t see them shift.”

“They would kill them,” Octavia said quietly.

I nodded, “And they would probably kill the four of you as well.”

“So, what do we do? We can’t let them out of the gates and we can’t let our people see them.”

“We have to come up with a way to keep our people away from them,” Raven said, thinking. “The best place would be inside the bunker. Come up with some excuse and bar the door to keep everyone from leaving during that time period.”

“That was my thinking. There’s another issue at hand in regards to the mandatory shift. They need to run during that time. Nyx didn’t have time to explain why, but if I hazard a guess, it’s to get rid of excess energy. Wear themselves down enough to shift back.”

I looked out at everyone as they sat there thinking about the problem and noticed that Nate and Octavia were acting similar to Nyx. They were already beginning to have issues, which meant the prisoners were too.

“Octavia, Nate, what you’re feeling is the same as what Nyx was exhibiting when I was talking to her. I believe she told me it was because the Harvest Moon is in a few days. A build up of energy or something like that.”

“I though I was going crazy,” Octavia said as she breathed through a body tremor. “This feels like torture. Like my body is covered in ants.”

“Same here,” Nate replied. “Harper and Monroe must be going nuts in their cells.”

“Unfortunately, what you’re feeling isn’t going to be the worst of it,” I said. “You guys will be shifting for the first time. None of us knows how that’s going to feel like and the prisoners aren’t talking, so we can’t ask them.”

“Are you for real,” Octavia exclaimed.

“I’m for very real. So, any ideas on how we can let the prisoners run around for four hours?”

“If our people are safe and snug in the bunker, we can let them run the perimeter of the camp. It wouldn’t be wise to let them run through it,” said Monty. “The question is how do we keep control of where they run?”

“Nyx had an answer for that too. She said to find the strongest werewolf and have them command the pack.”

“So, who do you think the strongest prisoner is,” Octavia asked.

Carefully, I said, “I don’t think a prisoner is the strongest, Octavia. I think you are.”

“What now?!”

“Think about it. What happened when you began yelling at the guards over the girl’s torture?”

“Um, Harper and Monroe immediately backed down and they and nearby prisoners showed me their throats.”

“And you got two of the prisoners to come and do the body scans.”

“Okay, so?”

“Submissive wolves will often offer up their throats as tribute to appease the dominate wolf,” Jasper supplied. “It’s like saying in ultimate fashion, ‘I’m sorry that I pissed you off, here’s my life if it will make you feel better.’”

“Oh. Crap,” she said. “I’m a pack leader?”

Everyone nodded and Nate said, “I could have told you that, O.”

She made a face at him, making him laugh.

“How do we know that we’re the only werewolves in camp,” she asked as a sudden thought occurred.

“Shit, you’re right. We don’t know,” Raven said. “We’re just assuming here.”

“We need to come up with a way and fast, because we can’t just announce saying if you feel like your skin is crawling with ants please report to medical.”

“No, but I think I’ve got a better idea,” said Monty. “We’ll build something like those metal detectors that used to be in airports, remember. But instead of searching for metal, we use the brain scan and set it to only pinpoint those two areas of the brain. If it beeps twice, we know we have another werewolf. If it beeps once, we may have another mage.”

“That’s perfect,” Raven said. “We set them up at the entrance to the bunker and we have everybody go through them. Then we pull aside those that make the machine beep and let the others through.”

“We also have to make all the medical staff and technicians down there go through it too,” I said thinking out loud. “How soon can you have them built and operational?”

“Less then a day. We already have a couple of metal detectors here. It wouldn’t be hard to swipe the programming out of the sensors and recalibrate to look at those two spots in the brain.”

“Then do it. Once it’s operational we’ll have people start going through them anyways and pulling them off to the side to have a quiet conversation.”

“I like it,” Jasper said as he rubbed his hands together gleefully.

“You would,” Octavia groaned and my body shuddered again. “This is pure agony. Can someone just tranq me for a few hours?”

“Me too,” Nate pleaded.

Everyone exchanged looks and I said, “Okay.”