sipped my Earl Gray and thought about everything that had happened the wolves’ alliance with Voltaire, Lucian’s crazy double personality and not to mention Lucian’s new woman. Was I just jealous or was she truly a little strange? Trying to piece together this puzzle was not an easy task, especially since I was mostly guessing my way through this whole mess.
I set my cup down and stood. My thoughts were a jumble and I knew of only one way to clear them. I closed my eyes. A moment later, I was on my roof. The fresh air was soothing against my skin and I took a huge cleansing breath. When I opened my eyes, I noticed that the sun had traveled across half of the sky, which meant that I only had a few more hours of daylight left.
I sat on the leaf strewn bamboo mat that I used for my little meditation sessions. I loved it up here. Surrounded by the sounds of nature I could really relax and center myself. I closed my eyes and pulled the crisp air in through my nose and out through my mouth. I did this several times, clearing my mind with each slow breath.
***
The vision developed slowly. A black wolf sat on a white pillar surrounded by hundreds of white roses and lying among them was Lucian. His once beautiful, golden skin was charred and bubbling while thick chunks fell away and turned to ash on the ground. The black wolf disappeared and the pillar morphed into a huge white wall. Chained to the wall with shining silver manacles was Seth. He was filthy and barely moving. His chest oozed blood from several deep slashes; it pooled and then splashed onto the ground forming a thick puddle.
Then another figure appeared. She was beautiful with long blonde hair that flowed down her back. She was on her knees, scooping up the puddles of Seth’s blood as it covered the floor. She looked at me; her green eyes were swollen and damp from weeping. In her arms appeared a tiny infant. She was feeding Seth’s blood to the child as Voltaire tried over and over again to snatch the child away.
The vision broke and I found myself curled on my side, crying in the darkness.
Dry leaves crunched under my palms as I moved to sit up. I felt worse than before and my mind was spinning with the madness that the vision presented. What the hell did it all mean? Who was that woman?
I stood and brushed the crumpled leaves off my clothing. A chill had fallen and I shivered in the darkness. Night was already here, which meant that the vision was a powerful one. The last vision I had lasted only a few minutes, but it was an easy one to read, well at least I thought so at the time, now I had some serious doubts. The vision showed me a door. On one side was a man who was tall and beautifully built. On the other was a woman; I assumed at the time that she was me. The man was shutting the door locking the woman out. Originally, I figured it was a sign that Seth and I were meant to be forever against each other. Now I felt that the vision was meant for another man in my life. Nothing made sense to me anymore. Ever since I placed that damned ring on my finger, my life has been a wreck.
I climbed off of the roof and down the back fence. I landed on the ground with a deafening crash. I shook my head, mystified. I spun in a circle. Damn. I didn’t weigh that much?
Another crash.
Shit. It was coming from the back yard shed.
Seth!
I ran towards the sounds panic icing my veins.
I skidded to a halt at the edge of my yard. The shed was a mass of splintered wood and twisted metal, and standing among the ruin was Seth.
“What in the hell do you think you are doing? I yelled. “Have you gone mad?”
Seth’s silver eyes slowly rolled up to stare at me. His body was shaking and covered in sweat, his hands were balled into tight fists at his sides. He looked completely unhinged.
I jumped to the side just in time to dodge his lunge.
“Seth, you ass-hat. Stop acting like a child and tell me what the hell happened.” I flew to the ground as he jumped at me again. “Damn it. Knock it off.”