Coven of Wolves

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Authors: Peter Saenz
Tags: Fiction / Horror
two okay?"
    "We're fine. They didn't see us and Malik is still unconscious. I'm sorry it took awhile but I had to run from room to room for this stuff. If I used any magic to help me along, the others would have sensed I was there."
    "Yeah, I know. Let's just get going. The others will be back with Zack before you know it."
    "Lead the way."
    I look west to where the warehouse is, then south towards the tree where the stranger stood.
    "North. We'll make a few stops along the way for food and rest but we keep heading north until we find a nice quiet place where we can get our bearings and figure out what we ultimately want to do."
    Tobias throws one of the backpacks at me and says, "Aye aye Captain".
    The three of us quickly head northbound. Just before I am about to finally lose sight of the mansion, I take one last look back and see Ms. Whiskers sitting across the street. The moon's light allows me to see the sadness in her face as she watches us leave. I wish her a blessing and before long she too disappears off into the distance behind us. Although I'm elated that we finally have a chance of leaving Malik and the others behind us, my mind is still questioning who the werewolf spy could be and why he didn't finish attacking me when he had the chance.
     
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CHAPTER THREE
Night Train
     
    After leaving the mansion, Tobias suggests we hitch a ride on a north bound stock train. I'd thought of doing that on my previous escape attempts but I had heard some pretty gruesome stories during my hustling days of dangerous rail riding hobos and shoot first, ask questions later train operators that made me think better of ever riding alone. With Fenrus and Tobias with me though, the idea of stealing aboard seems a lot safer to manage. Finding a train was easy enough, but getting all three of us into the same empty car while the train was moving was another story entirely. It would have probably gone a lot easier had we used our magic, but doing so would have sent a loud, "Hey! We're right here!" message to any other magic users in the area. The old coven was bad enough, but we're exiting our safe zone. Any other coven could see us as trespassers or worse, coven deserters. The consequences for either could be deadly.
    The Fall night air was becoming very cold so we immediately take out a couple blankets Tobias had packed. The three of us huddle together under them creating as much body heat as possible. Falling against Fenrus' fur feels really great. I nuzzle my face into his side and he wiggles himself against me in reciprocation. I can tell Tobias is enjoying his warmth and company just as much as I am. I'm suddenly reminded of the gift Fenrus is and mouth a prayer of devotion to the goddess as a sign of thanks. When the prayer is complete I open my eyes and see Tobias looking back at me with the kindest eyes. I hold his hand in response.
    "Thank you for everything", I tell him.
    "You're welcome", is his only response.
    The movement of the train and sound of the metal wheels going over the spikes eventually creates a soothing effect on the three of us. I dreamily look out the open train car door and see the moon finally lowering herself in the distant horizon. Dawn will break within the hour. One of our most holiest of observances has passed and I am saddened that I wasn't able to properly celebrate the occasion. My newfound freedom on the other hand gives me solace.
    "This is the furthest I've ever gotten," I can't help saying with a smile on my lips.
    "I know. We should be many miles away from Los Angeles by now. Maybe we'll make it as far as San Francisco. I'd love to see home again."
    "You're from San Francisco?" The idea of sharing where everyone in the coven is from was never discussed so my curiosity is peaked.
    "Yeah, my family settled there a long time ago. Both sets of my grandparents were typical hippies. They went to Woodstock and did the whole "love in" thing. That's how my parents were born. They were

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