Chapter 27–Book 2
##WARNING Graphic violence and language. Bear carnage##
James and his bear ran through the forest recklessly, their only thoughts were…KILL, KILL, KILL them all. Gonna drag that bitch home too, first though we will make her watch while we kill her lover.
KILLKILLKILLKILLKILLKILLKILL over and over it was all they knew. No other thoughts existed.
He didn’t realize that he was already on Mountain Bear territory, He didn’t see the sentries move to hide in the shadows to let him pass. Nor the inner guard that let him pass as they watched him head straight for the Main House of the Clan.
Nor did he see the two really big grizzlies following behind him at a
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distance. He just kept on running, till he burst from the tree line right onto the front grounds of the clan.
He ran straight into their trap, he didn’t seem to understand the situation at all he just ran straight at the circle of warriors. Crashing into them as the grizzlies easily tossed him back into the middle of the circle.
It was at that moment their last bit of sanity came to the surface. I was enough for him to stop what he was doing and look around. Realizing that they had him in a circle he let out a roar of rage.
It was at that moment that what appeared to be the leader stepped into the circle in his human form.
“You don’t know me but I am the Mate of November Jane and you are never going to lay your filthy eyes on
her ever again. Prepare yourself, Justice has come for you.”
It was then that Jack shifted into Brutus. Brutus let out a roar of challenge, as he began to circle the black bear. The black bear lunged at Brutus but Brutus was too fast, he dodged the black bear and landed a deep swipe with his claws down its
side.
This back and forth went on for a long time till finally, Brutus had had enough play and chomped down hard on the black bear’s head making a cracking sound. In one strong whip with his body, the black bear’s neck broke and his skull was crushed in.
Brutus then started clawing and biting James’s body, letting out all the rage he felt over what James had done, not only to Nova but to all the ones he tortured and killed. While his warriors watched wanting to do the
same.
When it was all over, James’s mutilated body lay in the clearing with a bloody Brutus standing over him. He then bellowed out a roar of victory.
With that James Springer was no more. They took his body deep into the forest of their territory and hung it from a huge tree to let the scavengers find it. One of the guards made a last remark to the corpse.
“I hope you don’t make the vultures sick.” 2
Sheriff Avery pulled up to the cabin with some supplies for James. He noticed that the motel manager was no longer tied to the tree.
When he got closer to the cabin he noticed that there was a rotting body
on the porch. A closer inspection, he realized that it was Kathy Fosters.
“What the fuck!!’ JAMES GET YOUR SORRY ASS OUT HERE RIGHT NOW. I DONT CARE WHAT YOU ARE DOING.”
No answer, nothing but silence and the wind in the trees. Avery realized that the place was empty, he didn’t need to go inside. It was just a feeling he had but he ran back to his truck and got the hell out of there.
Something was going wrong, James could have been out hunting in the forest. Seeing Kathy’s rotting body on the porch though, James has lost it and wasn’t coming back.
It was time to do damage control and get the hell out of the county. James was his insurance policy on getting caught. Now there isn’t a safety net. He was just about to pull into his
driveway when he noticed all the cars and people surrounding his home.
“FUCK!”
He slowly came to a stop and hit reverse silently making his way back the way he came.
He was in full panic mode now. He had to go back to the cabin, for now, it is the only place they don’t know about. He could hide there for a day or two till he could come up with another plan. His skin was already crawling from the thought of the cabin.
He laughed nervously, well it’s that old saying. Any port in a storm.
Agent David, the state police, and his fellow FBI agents were going through Sheriff Avery Whitmore’s house. The things they found were damning. He
not only kept records and video recordings of all the dealings and victims.
They also found a nasty playroom in the basement, complete with cages and three females in pretty bad shape but the EMTs were pretty certain that they would recover. They also found a room dedicated to his drug trade. They also found a bonus, it was a little blue address book with all his contacts in it.
The Sheriff didn’t think he would ever be caught. If he would have stuck to just selling the drugs he may have gotten away with it. He had to get greedy and perverted, thus drawing unwanted attention.
Agent David already knew that they wouldn’t find the Sheriff here. His forrest informers had already told him that he was running. They would let him know later where the Sheriff
has decided to lay low. Once that happens, Agent David was going to pay him a little visit.
Adira had just come out of the shower when she heard Nova frantically knocking on her door.
When she opened the door Nova was standing there with the strangest look on her face. Adira couldn’t decide if Nova was scared or happy.
As soon as the door was open Nova came rushing inside.
“ADIRA, ADIRA!!!!”
“Calm down sweetie and have a seat. Tell me what has you so upset?”
“Either I am missing some fries from my happy meal or I just talked to my Bear!”
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Adira giggled, as she pulled Nova in for a hug.
Oh, Sweetie that is wonderful, why don’t you try talking to her again to see what she has to say?”|
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