Arrival of the Prophecy by Robin Renee Ray Read Free Book Online

the understanding that he would be a gentleman and tend to her wound
and nothing else. He took the peroxide that she had sitting beside her, then placed
her leg over the sink and poured a substantial amount over the wound. She
hissed out in pain as the liquid started to foam and sizzle. He looked in her
medicine cabinet for some gauze, not finding any, and when he asked if she had
a first aid kit, all she said was, “sorry”.
    “What would you do if you cut yourself cooking?” he asked, drying
her leg with a wash cloth.
    “I eat a lot of stuff out of the freezer. I just heat it up in the
microwave, can’t get hurt too bad doing that.”
    “I think this will be fine in a few days,” he lied, holding the true
knowledge in his eyes, while smiling at her.
    “It seems to be getting worse every time I look at it,” she said
turning her leg out so she could see it better. “I think I may need to see my
Doctor.”
    “Trust me, it will get better.”
    “If it’s not better by tomorrow I may just go on in and have it
looked at,” she claimed getting off the counter. “I’m starving, I’m going to go call for that pizza. You like pepperoni?”
    “I love any type of meat,” he replied, with the first worried look
since meeting Sky.
    After calling in their dinner, Sky began looking through the movies
while Anthony poured them both a cup of coffee. He was grateful and relieved to
see that Shy was not overly worried with her leg, but he had every reason to be
concerned by her going to her doctor.
The last thing he needed was to have her blood-work examined by any normal. He
had to find a way to take her mind off of the damage that her body was rapidly
going through until her final change. Maybe he could talk her into going to one
of his doctors to get her something for the pain that she would soon start
experiencing.
    The doorbell rang, coaxing Anthony out of the thoughts that he was
having. Sky yelled out that she would get it and grabbed her purse. She
answered the door thinking it was the pizza delivery, but started backing up,
clinching her purse to her chest as soon as she saw that it wasn’t. Three tall
men in expensive suits stood wearing looks of pure rage on their faces. Anthony
set his cup on the coffee table and pulled Sky behind him.
    “What are you doing here, Timothy?” Anthony asked in a serious tone,
a tone that Sky hadn’t heard before.
    “Tory told me of your findings and by the smell of this one,” he
said pointing at Sky behind Anthony’s back. “You have already marked your
claim.”
    “This is none of your affair, so take your goons and go,” Anthony
demanded in the form of an animalistic growl.
    “If your decision affects the clan, you make it my business,” Timothy
replied stepping closer to Anthony, showing his teeth as he spoke.
    “I will challenge any wolf to the death that interferes with my
decisions...even you my brother,” he growled stepping up to his brother’s
chest, snapping his teeth that had started to elongate.
    Sky couldn’t see Anthony’s face from where she stood, but she knew
that something had changed by the way he sounded and the way he stood with his
shoulders slightly hunched over. His back rose and fell in a different way; it
was if he needed to take deeper, faster breaths. She looked down and saw his
hands reform into the same shape that she had seen back at the house and became
a true believer in what Anthony had been trying to tell her, at that very
moment. His once human fingers now had three inch, black talon like claws and
were twice as long. The bones morbidly snapped and popped as they transformed
right before her eyes. Sky summoned every ounce of courage she had, placing her
hand on Anthony’s back. She instantly felt him start to calm down. Timothy on
the other hand, was being held by the two huge men that stood at his side.
    “Don’t threaten me, Anthony, we aren’t children anymore and father
isn’t here to pull me off of you,” Timothy said