“Yes.” She mumbles back at me, slowly moving back to her chair. Her walking stick clanging against the wooden floorboards.
“Why?”
“Being in hiding comes with a price.”
“In hiding, who from?”
“Your Mother didn’t tell you?” A loud sigh follows as it seems to pain her to sit down.
“No, she said that you would answer my questions, that it would help me to hear you out. Help me understand why he had to die.”
“Who?”
“Abel…”
“I will answer your questions but first, he needs to drink this.”
“No, I am unwilling for him to drink that…”
“Then, your journey here has been wasted.” Her face turns from me, her concentration moving back to her bay window. Completely putting an end to our conversation and visit.
“Very well…we are sorry to have disturbed you.” I take hold of Kit’s hand and start to pull him out towards the front door.
I wouldn’t let Kit be injured, not with what was in these jars…we would have to get our answers another way.
But something deep inside of me is telling me she had questions of her own. That if I called her bluff, she would change her mind.
“Wait….if you can assure me…” Her head whips back around, her eyes locking with mine.
“I can, and I will.” I turn to her, my eyes glowing as I feel my wolf coming forward, hiding that satisfied smile of knowing this female wouldn’t have easily let us leave.
I try to push my wolf back, this isn’t what we needed right now, she would scare her off.
But the old woman’s eyes inquisitively stare into mine, as I’m assuming, she watches my orange ring around my pupils burn out and replace my grey ash eye colour.
“The white wolf has a blue ring around her eyes.” Seconds pass before she fills the silence between us.
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