trade mistakes {lea&theo}
Quite a few emotions were running through Theo’s mind at the time. Finding out that Phoenix and Ewa didn’t really effect him as much as it did others. Ewa was probably the only one that stung Theo inside a bit, as he had a good amount of conversations with her. Even if they hadn’t really gotten to know each other that much, Theo would like to admit that they were some sort of acquaintances. As for Phoenix? Well, him being dead just made his job much more easier, honestly.
He understood the pain Lindsey must be going through, but he honestly could care less about the man himself. Theo had no respect for him, and honestly he was kinda glad it was someone else that killed him rather than Theo himself. He wasn’t going to advertise though, as no one still knew the exact reason as to why Theo came to Blackstone. With the alpha now gone though, it made Theo one step closer in his eyes.
This news wasn’t going to stop Theo from doing what he always did though in Blackstone. Just wander around, not necessarily looking for anything, just to get out rather than being inside all day. However he caught a glimpse of something, and the tiny stench of blood passed through his nose, being thankful for having the smell strong enough as any other dog would. Following it’s direction on where it came from, he stood in front of a body laid down with blood covered on her, confused as to what the hell happened to Lea.
Were her five minutes up?  She wasn't sure.  And she may have been a little off the mark with the blood loss thing.  The girl felt groggy.  Not a good feeling.  Not something she wasn't used to either...
She probably should have tried to get up... even though she didn't feel up to it.  Lea would have been fine with bleeding out on her forest floor.  It required no effort--like getting up would, and then after getting up, moving, and talking and...  She was content.  Wasn't that all that mattered?
"Five more minutes," tumbled out of her mouth, like she was being called down so she wouldn't be late for school. Â Five more minutes, five more minutes, and the girl wouldn't be in her forest anymore.
