“Perhaps, the younger woman is with her. The one she had taken back from your men some years ago.” Kane suggested.
“Not my men. I can’t control them. I had hoped to find her before the others.”
“And what would you have done with her?” Kane demanded, his black eyes glittering dangerously.
Lefa shook his head. “I don’t know. I thought I came to talk, but then I scented you, and I became very confused.” He rubbed his forehead. “I began to think you were here to take our women and I wanted you dead.”
“You came to the island in control, but then something happened. You had to have encountered him here,” Kane said in alarm. That meant the master vampire was close, somewhere on the island, and no one knew. They were all in trouble.
“Who did you meet?” He asked.
“Not a vampire. An old friend. He had taken shelter here and was leaving because he realized the house was occupied by the Paltfic family.” Lefa replied.
Kane kept his expression blank, but his heart jumped and pounded. Fear was an incredible emotion, and now that he felt it, he knew it was for those he loved rather than for himself.
“Your old friend is long gone, Lefa. Avoid him at all costs. You met a master vampire, and only because he has a plan and needed you, did you escape unscathed.”
“You think my friend is dead?” Lefa asked.
“If not dead, then certainly tainted.” Kane relied.
“Thank you, Kane, for your aid,” Lefa said, and for the first time he looked defeated. His body crouched, a quick graceful move, fur rippling as his muzzle lengthened to accommodate a mouthful of teeth. In absolute silence he slid into the underbrush and disappeared.
Just to be safe, Kane dissolved into mist and joined the low, gray vapor drifting around the tree trunks only a few feet off the ground. It was far better to err on the side of caution with the jaguar-man. He took form again atop a boulder facing a roaring white waterfall that poured over the rocks and fell into the swollen river. He needed his lifemate. Needed to touch her. Hold her. Taste her. His hunger had returned, bringing confusion with it. He needed to warn his family of the danger lurking around them, but most of all, he needed his lifemate to anchor him. Where are you? The echo of his cry was in his mind, the sound lost and lonely.
***End of the dream***
“Is that all? You didn’t see the white wolf again?” Dobah asked Kane and he shook his head. The only thing that his lifemate had left for him was her name, Lucille.
“That’s okay. At least you know she is out there somewhere waiting for you. You know her name too. But the other parts of the dream were quite enlightening.” Dobah mentioned, and Kane nodded, agreeing with him. They were still airborne, changing forms at times when the weather called for it. Blenda was still in between them, and she has been listening to their conversation all this while in silence, taking in and processing the whole facts.
“Lefa and his kind are in trouble.” Kane stated flatly, trying to summarize the meaning of the dream.
“I don’t think it is just Lefa…” Dobah mentioned and Blenda nodded her head.
“I think we are all in trouble.” Blenda said, and Kane furrowed his eyebrows. “The vampire had tainted the jaguar to attack you, to kill you actually, whilst working to extinct their race. If there is anything I could deduct from this dream, it is that the vampires are trying to overtake and rule the world. But that would mean them working together. But how can that be? They hate themselves. They hate unity. So, how could they work as a group to achieve this purpose? And the janguar girl they are trying to capture, we have to find her first. I don’t know why a vampire would need a pure line, but we can’t let them have her.” She concluded, darting her eyes between her lifemate and his brother.
“That is true, Blenda. You are right. I don’t know how the dream had happened or who orchestrated it, or why they had chosen me. But it has a clear message. The entire race, both human and supernatural, might just be in trouble.” Kane cited.
“Werewolfs included…” Dobah added, shrugging when Kane glared at him.
“Stop looking at me that way brother. I know that you don’t want your mate to be in trouble, considering she is a werewolf but you have to admit that there must be a reason, other than being your lifemate, why she had appeared in the dream and had fought alongside you against the tainted jaguar. It means that their kind will also be targeted.” He mentioned, and Kane sighed, knowing that his brother was right.
“This also means that the master vampire might be working with someone else to bring this plan to pass; a mage or a werewolf or a jaguar, humans included. He doesn’t know much about this century, and must require the help of the others to fit in and work his plan out.” Blenda stated, and Kane couldn’t agree less, feeling a bit stupid for thinking that his sister in law was just a liability to his brother. She was highly intuitive and intelligent.
“I told you so.” Dobah said through their private mind path and Kane scoffed. Trust his brother to tease him about his misgivings about his lifemate.
But yes, he had told him so the first time that Blenda had fought alongside them against some vampires. Yodah had been just three then. They had left him in the care of a human nanny who had known about their kind.
Yodah.
He needed to find his nephew first. He owed it to his brother. Perhaps, he would find his lifemate along the way.