She woke to the sound of Lucien growling. Instantly she was on high alert.
"What is it?"
He jumped off the bed slowly making his way to the window, hackles up and still growling. She slowly makes her way off the bed to follow him, cautiously pulling the curtain to the side she peeks across the street and sees nothing. She shrugs and goes to drop the curtain, but movement in her front lawn causes her to stop and look. Standing there, was a man. A man she had been seeing in her dreams all week.
"What the hell?" She whispers. "Who are you?" She says to herself.
"A messenger."
She quickly drops the curtain and jumps back as his reply comes from all around her.
"Careful." He laughs as she bumps into him and tries to get away.
Darting a glance at Lucien she notices he is frozen mid growl at the window. She runs her hand through his mane and grips it to steady herself.
"What do you want?" She demands.
"I'm here to summon you."
"Summon me where?"
"That I cannot tell you."
She scoffs. "If you can't tell me then I'm not going anywhere with you."
"Your cooperation is not needed, although it would make things easier."
Rolling her eyes she lets go of Lucien and points to the door. "I don't know who you are, why you're here, or where you're from, but I'm not going anywhere with a strange man who thinks it's okay to barge into a girls bedroom in the middle of the night without permission. Leave. Before I get angry."
"Elliot, The Powers That Be, and Canada."
"What?"
"You asked who, why, where. I answered."
"Thats…" She runs a hand through her bed head. "Nevermind. The PTB huh? Haven't heard from them in a long time. What do they want now?"
"That's not for me to know."
Sighing, she makes her way to the door. "Fine, just let me get Luciens' leash."
"You cannot bring the beast."
"I can do whatever I want. If they don't allow me to bring him, they can forget getting my help."
Elliot looked at the large dog standing at the window with fear in his eyes. "Fine."
She left to retrieve the leash. When she came back Elliot was on the far side of the room. When she clipped Lucien, he waved his hand and Lucien spun and his growls picked up in volume.
"Heel."
Lucien instantly quieted and moved to sit beside her ankle.
"Now, Lulu."She brushed her hand over his head. "Let's see what the losers want."
She didn't notice Lucien roll his eyes, because she was too distracted by Elliot appearing before her and putting a hand on her shoulder.
"This may feel a little wierd."
"I can handle…"
She didn't get to finish before her stomach dropped and the floor beneath her disappeared. She didn't notice she had closed her eyes until Lucien brushed himself against her side.
"Sorry." She opened her eyes to a white room, with two young adults standing across from her. One was Elliot.
"Welcome, Emlyn."