15~ All's Gucci

                                    

                                          
The next morning, Ena and I headed downstairs. Kayden was waiting in the mess hall. 'Morning,' Ena said. He smiled and repeated the greeting. When he noticed my glare, he looked away. Claw then walked in with Luna behind him; Kayden must've told them we were awake. I immediately walked over and gave Luna a hug.  
                          
'Good morning, Serena,' she said fondly, rubbing my back. I greeted her cheerfully. Then I turned to Claw.
                          
'Since you're going to go ballistic if we leave without notice, Ena and I are going to Witch HQ to take a look at the Legends. We'll be leaving soon.' I looked him in the eye to show him I wasn't backing down. He was irritated by my show of dominance but accepted it anyway. 
                          
'If you're going, my warriors and I will go with you,' he said nonchalantly. As if on cue, four pack warriors walked in.  Ena pursed her lips and took a good look around her. 
                          
'More werewolves than necessary will just cause trouble. The witch community is already on edge, we do not want to give them a reason to turn on us.' she said. 
                          
'They are already against us,' Luna said, 'the strained treaty over the years broke when the news leaked about Serena and the dissolved treaty with the ghouls.' 
                          
'I guess they wouldn't want to keep the peace when I'm with you guys anyway,' Ena said. 'Well, we're heading out now.' 
                          
I gave Luna one last smile before turning around and walking away. 'I'll be back to check on you,' I called out. I could sense her happy smile, which got me smiling too. 
                          
That smile faded when I realized Kayden and Claw were right behind us. I turned around to face them as soon as we were out of the packhouse and Luna's line of vision. 
                          
'Where do you think you're going?' I asked. 
                          
'Witch HQ,' Claw replied. 
                          
'With who?' I asked. 
                          
'My Beta.'
                          
'And how do you plan to get there?' Ena and I were going to teleport, there was no way he could follow unless Ena included him in the spell, which I knew she wouldn't. 
                          
'Why are you annoying me?' he snapped. 'I have my ways. Now you guys want to leave, so leave.' 
                          
I got the feeling this was the first and only time he would voluntarily tell me to leave and go far away. I narrowed my eyes. I could feel Ena's impatience growing, but she was curious too. How could they go all the way to Vegas, which was a thousand miles away, without a teleportation spell?
                          
There's something going on here, I told Ena through the mindlink she had created, something fishy. They're hiding something. 
                          
Or someone, Ena replied. 
                          
My eyes widened, a wild thought entering my head. 
                          
What if...?
                          
'They're still working for you, aren't they?' I asked. He growled. I snarled in response, my wolf coming out. Those witches, who had chased me for over a year before I settled in New Orleans were still around, working for Claw. My fists clenched and unclenched. I was debating whether to start an all-out fight or not.
                          
 Ena put a hand on my shoulder. 'Come forth,' she commanded. Four witches silently walked out of the packhouse. I had no idea how I didn't smell them or sense their presence. I gave a low growl as I saw the satisfied smirks on their faces. 
                          
Oh, did I mention? They were my age. Therefore, bitches. No, that wasn't even an appropriate insult because they weren't werewolves. I was basically insulting my race.