The White Wolf: Valerie's Quest

lake. He had stumbled upon this serene spot in the woods, a sanctuary for his troubled thoughts. The calming breeze mixed with luminescent plant life surrounding the lake

ntial reason to go gallivanting into dangero

u vouch for

a figure approaching him. He sighs and plan

r or not she makes it back home. Why take that risk knowing she mig

t. Maybe a lapse in judgement” Jacques

ment, the man joins him on t

hout taking the other along. It made for twice the trouble and triple the headache, but you guys always

n her into a… a dark place. It hurts deeply when the person you love so dearly refuses to let you in. The helplessness is exhausting and you're angry. But for the first t

ve gotten her killed” he concludes putting his fi

e is tenacious, she's smart and she har

fficult to put down

g a roach” the man chuckles,

as well. He then turns his full

felt so… helpless. So, for her to ask me for support, it's probably for one of two things: She’s probably just

you lied

e right call?" Jacques as

to reflect on the que

gth as wolves is our rage. I will argue that it's what we have in

care?" Jacques says raising an eyebrow. It might have

and white." The man continues, unde

out the window," Jacques

ogical. But would you rather be right, o

, isn't it? Would she

ming text. The alpha is summoning him back to

time for some

he man

subtle smile gracing his face a

*

d what are they doing in my garage

you'd like to get to know one another before our daring adventure” He flashes a

greets in a barely a

stares at her

pauses taking a sharp whiff of the air, her senses perking up

sense of yours

with the number of unwelcome surprises that evening (well exce

pire, arm pinned against his neck, flat on the wall. Her eyes blazes and her teeth

et that lunatic explain then you'll understand why we're stuck with this a

gements’, and I'd like for you

e looks back at Da

ed you to calm down

e into my home with a stranger and an abomin

become a dog” the vampire laughs. The response only

ke a bag filled with air. Her hands tremble unsteadily against the now smirking plain looking figure. She pulls bac

most unapologetic way. It could be to annoy Valerie more bu

semi lifeless arms hanging by her sides made her threat seem more comical than chilling much to Mia's amusement. The si

Valerie asks dryly, feeling returning to her a

nsh

ring an elite team – and bear with me here—your thought was to recruit an undead and

des, Valerie takes in the stoic figure before her, as if seeing him anew that morning. The 6-foot tall, dark-skinned vampire in plain jeans and a grey shirt also sports a baseball hat that hangs low, as if trying

” an intrigued Damien asks

mily aren't vampires, or associated with any... So, who turned you, and why? Perhaps wealth isn't enough for you, and maybe this... this is your attempt at finally stepping out from under the shadow you’ve

fights with everyone you

f mine, and that's where I suggest you stay. The world of night is where I suggest you steer c

through, the experiences we share, and the sacrifices we're willing to make to reclaim our lives. We might not measure in your world, but we're desperate to t

e each other—but you've all been brought together for a purpose and neither of

anding in the presence of the same creature involved in her father's death reopens old wounds. Cross steps back

al, this team right here is the only team that can get this done. I've done the math. We need each other. None of us

ional, and this worries Val. If this mission is as perilous as he claims, having a timid young female banshee and

ut help me understand this, or I swear, th

you keep your whiskey?”

*

f to the mini bar while the others are sprea

e resources on finding... a

ble seem real...” as he speaks, the contents of the mug swirl and float mid-air, illustrating his words. “...You could wish to be the most powerful person on the p

amien finishes as the image of the powerful figure evaporates in a cloud of steam

anent so no genie” Valerie cuts i

ng for then?” Cross begs,

ense power, one capable of re-writing reality and all of ex