Chapter 31: A Council Warned

Lyall watched Loriann pull away from the house in her old truck. He could hear the suspension squeaking from here as it bounced down the dirt road towards town. Willow had been gone all weekend. He hadn’t visited the café since she kicked him out of her house. His anger tinged his eyesight red before he shook it away.

He would get her back. She was his. She had been promised to him. He waited a moment before he approached the house, sniffing the air. His hair flowed around his shoulders, wild and unkempt. His hand wrapped around the doorknob and tried it. Locked. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a copy of the key he had made a year ago.

The house was silent. He closed the door quietly behind him and looked around. It was exactly the same as the last time he was here. Except, there was an emptiness to it. The house felt hollow. It felt as if Willow didn’t live here anymore. Even her scent was lighter as if she were more a visitor as opposed to a resident.