Title: Flash Fire
Summary: She sacrificed a lot for her brother so he could escape hell. Now in isolation, will she find her own happiness or will war come knocking once more?
Author Note: this is going to be a drabble, so chapters will be anywhere between 100-600 words.
Oliver didn’t know what he did in his past life to deserve this but he knew that whatever it was… it had to be bad, beyond redeeming.
For there had to be no other explanation for Fate to be so cruel. He and his mate just wanted peace, they had peace for a while but now the other shoe had dropped and he found himself in the south once more.
The stench of death hung heavily on the outskirts of El Paso, posters plastered on every board for missing people that he’s had to wonder why the Volturi have not stepped in. There were too many unsolved murders and missing persons that it had to be noticed by now.
It also wasn’t hard to pick up the trails of newborns and the Mind Reader, following them was a bit of a difficulty. He was glad for the invention of scent away, that had helped him hide his scent from the Newborns and the bitch who created them.
I should not be here… He thought to himself as he narrowed his eyes.
Oliver knew that what he was seeing was all he needed to confirm the Trackers gift. The mind reader was here and brought proof of the Major and the Captain with him.
A low growl escaped his lips as he pulled out his phone and typed Yes before vacating his perch. He needed to get back, all proof was needed and his Mistress’s hard work destroyed.
Enyo… that was going to be another problem.
Oliver didn’t know whether to be pissed off that she did that to them or be glad she was alive. Fair enough that he and his mate suffers greatly under her and by her own hands, it didn’t matter. She was family, their creator and coven leader.
He wasn’t going to destroy what little trust or emotion she had towards them because of anger.
Come home. -F
Author Note: *louder evil cackles*
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