Hell Hounds novel Chapter 50

        Yolanda stood at the door to the Alpha’s office. Waiting after she knocked. She could hear many people moving in inside. No one responded to her repeated knock. So, she took a risk entering. It was chaos in it. Alpha Gregory was trying to work with people everywhere, doing their own work. With the door open, she understood why no one responded to her knock. No one could hear it. Where these people come from? When did they get here? At least they’d have help.

                She dodged a few people to get to her leader’s desk. He looked like he needed a holiday. In the minute it took Yolanda to get to his desk, he’d consulted on five different issues, answered his own phone, and was attempting to do something on his computer.

               When Gregory noticed Yolanda, he stopped what he was doing. “Tell me you have something.”

               “Yes, good and bad. We found the Fae. Yes, they are close. However, there are many more than expected.”

               “Stop right there. Lue, Dean, come here we have an eyewitness report finally.”

               The Mage and Fianna crossed the room listened. “Okay, start from the top, Yolanda.”

               Much of the work slowed or stopped outright so they could hear the report.

               Now, Yolanda felt uncomfortable and very watched. “While on patrol, we found a barguest. It ripped into a grave at the old Colton farmstead. Catherine and I backed off and called for backup.” Dean was taking notes as she spoke. He at least was polite enough not to ask questions. “David and Farrah responded. I think the barguest’s fully grown. It appeared to be the size of all of us combined.”

               “Yes, some Fae use them as attack dogs or mounts. Go on.”

                “The beast’s summoned by what sounded like a horn. We followed at a distance as it followed the sound. It took a long time, but we tracked it to the picnic location near the town of Danbury.”

               “Crap, there’s fifteen kilometres from the town. If they move through the dream realm, they’ll instantly be in the middle of town.”

               “I’m not finished. There are at least two confirmed shining ones. A male and female. We didn’t get close enough to hear their names. The hunt’s numbers range from 75 or more confirmed. But we’re forced to pull back by the sheer numbers of Fae in the meadow. I’m sure there’re more.”

               “So we’ve confirmed there’s at least one hunt as we speak.” Lue was mumbling to himself. Yolanda could almost hear the gears of his old mind clicking as he processed this information.

               “They appeared to be partying and waiting for something. We saw weapons, but no prisoners or slaves. Yet.”

               “That may be good. But we can’t expect this to be their only gathering area. Another night holds their darker actions.” Dean mentioned over the top of his notebook. Lue’s head nodded in agreement.

               Yolanda couldn’t believe how complex this had come. From a severed arm to a fairy invasion. “I left the dragons in there with orders not to reveal themselves. However, I mentioned the known areas to them. I hope they take the advice. Have the twins tried to enter the Dream Realm?”

               “No. We’ll try that as a last resort. I don’t want them questioning what their loyalties and morals are. You know how persuasive Fae can be.”

               “Yeah, and they wouldn’t hesitate to use them to get to us and entertain themselves,” Dean mumbled over his now malfunctioning pen. He tossed it into the trash can by the desk and pulled another from one of his many secreted pockets.

               “This is a mess. What if they change their target and use the Dream Realm to go after another town?”

               “David worried the shining ones might insult one another. Then seek revenge on each other through a personal war.”

               “Another valid possibility. The Fianna will arrive in a matter of hours. The mages are present. They’re setting up portals to move people out of here. That will start in a few hours. Only the bears will stay here. They’ve declined temporary relocation. So it’ll be them and those who agree to fight.”

               “I’ll go find my mate, then. We’ll look in on the armoury.”

               “Don’t panic, there’s Fianna down there. So, it won’t be as bad as you might believe.” Seeing as most armouries like this one, the Fianna set up, equip, and supply them. The worst thing would be they complain about how she’s running it. That wouldn’t be unheard of. Or unreasonable. Many of the weapons were dangerous if they’re used or stored incorrectly. They made these weapons, and she believed they felt responsible towards them.