they are doing.”
I
really didn’t think I had that much influence on vampires. I was one hell of a
hunter, but I never thought about the kind of reputation I had given myself.
“You are aware there is a truce currently between the vampires and the
hunters?”
“I
am, and I am also aware that you operate in slightly more shaded area then your
fellow hunters. You already agreed to lead a group of renegades, why can’t you
protect my people as well?” He seemed genuine like he seriously thought I could
help him. I didn’t understand why everyone thought I could offer some form of
leadership or protection. I could barely keep myself out of trouble.
“I
am not currently in a position to help anyone. It seems like all the decisions
I make lately involve someone else getting hurt,” I said annoyed.
“You
are talking about that vampire that signed the treaty; which everyone agrees guarantees
him a date with the death marshals right?” he asked softly.
I
nodded. “He is probably going to die because of me. I am not exactly trusting
my own judgment here.”
“You
care, and that is all that matters. You stand up for what is right even if it
doesn’t fit your people’s agenda, and that is why you agreed to lead the
hunters.” He sounded annoyed as he spoke like he knew a lot of people who were
only worried about their own agenda. I was beginning to think I did too. My
uncle only wanted the truce so the hunters didn’t have to fight, but what would
happens to the vampires? I suddenly found myself caring and it was starting to
annoy me.
“Fine,
I will offer your pack protection. Throw my name around, do whatever you have
to, but I want help in return. I want to know everything that is going on. I
want your pack to listen out for any mention of the death marshals or anything
else the council might cook up,” I said firmly. I wasn’t going to help them and
get nothing in return. He had to return the favor by helping me. I knew
werewolves got around. Vampires tended to trust them, so they knew what was
going on in the vampire world.
He
smiled and nodded then retrieved a knife and cut the ropes holding me. I rubbed
my wrists as I slowly climbed to my feet. “For future reference you can talk to
me. You don’t have to hit me over the head and kidnap me,” I muttered.
He
laughed as he stood and brushed himself off. “You can thank Ben for that. He
misunderstood what I meant when I told him to convince you to come see me.”
“Great,
which way is out of here?” I asked as I glanced around. The other people around
the fire were now watching us curiously.
“I’ll
lead you back to the edge of town,” he said as he handed me my knives, then
walked past me.
I
sheathed my knives as I followed him silently. He seemed like he knew exactly
where he was going. Wolves were hunters and trackers. I was pretty sure they
would eventually come in handy. “You mentioned my father earlier. How did you
know him?” I asked as I continued to follow him.
“Through
his group of course. I have been a part of the group since it began,” he said
as he showed me the lily tattoo. “It is only just recently that I started this
whole pack master business.”
“What
exactly did the group do when he was in charge?” I asked hoping he would give
me some answers. I didn’t even know the group existed until Colin showed me.
Now it felt like the weight of the world was on my shoulders because they
expected me to lead them, and I wasn’t sure if I could.
He
shrugged. “It varied. They protected people who were too weak to fight. They
fought when they had to. There is a rumor that your father killed a death
marshal and that is how he and your mother ended up dead. Everyone knows you
don’t kill a death marshal.”
“I
would if I had to,” I said quietly.
He
stopped dead in his tracks, and I almost ran into him. “Are you insane?”
I
shrugged as I continued forward. “Maybe, if they tried to hurt me or someone I
cared