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actually a full grip.  Besides which, I’d helped Julia out in finding clippings in the forest in Cornwall plenty of times before.  I was pretty sure that I knew what blisterwort was and that I could find it.  It might just be worth taking a short trip via home first however, just to see what particular qualities this herb actually possessed.
    I said my goodbyes and grabbed my coat and backpack, re-tying my hair in its bun and attaching the needles safely within, then heading outside just in time to be almost blown away by a chilling gust of wind that attacked my face and hair and virtually undid all my attempts to look neat and tidy.  “Fuck,” I swore, turning up my collar although it offered scant protection, and hurrying back to the bedsit.  If nothing else I’d need to find some warmer clothes if I was going to go tramping around the Scottish countryside in search of a plant.
    I was halfway home when I thought I heard someone calling my name.  Not Jane, either, but Mackenzie.  I turned around, alarmed, but the windswept streets were almost completely deserted, even though it was barely midday.  I’m just imagining things, I told myself.  I hunched my shoulders over further and battled onwards against the wind.  Siberia has nothing on this place, I thought grimly, pushing forward.  Then I thought I heard it again.  Just a ripple of a voice, however, saying something indistinctly.  I whipped around again, ignoring the blast of wind now against my back.  My eyes darted around the streets.  This was getting bad.  Was it the Fae, or something else?  I frowned and then turned forward again.  There was a little alleyway, or a vennel, as the locals called it, up ahead.  I’d been here long enough to know a little of the lay of the land and it would suit me for darting into to see if anyone really was following me.  I forced myself to maintain my original pace and not appear too overly concerned.
    My eyes were starting to smart from the ongoing wind and I blinked away a few tears, shaking my head to try to maintain my vision.  My nerves were jangling and on edge and I could feel the flames rising.  Inverness was just becoming too dangerous, I decided.  I’d see what this was behind me, sort it out and then find somewhere else to go where little old ladies didn’t seem to frighten me and where Fae couldn’t find me.  Easy.
    A few moments later I reached the vennel and quickly shot in.  It would have been nice to enjoy the respite it gave me from the gale force winds but instead I kept my senses open and focused.
    Mackenzie.
    There.  It was faint, but I definitely heard something.  And it was definitely my name.  I resisted the urge to peek round the corner and instead pulled out the needles again.  Bring it on.
    It’s been a while but I will find you, kitten. 
    I almost dropped the silver.  Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.  That wasn’t a voice, that was a Voice.  And not just any Voice, either, it was Corrigan’s.  My panic systems went into overdrive and before I knew it I was poised and ready for flight.  I felt as if a screeching alarm was going off in my head.  Get out, escape, run now, Mack, run now, it screamed at me.
    My heart was thudding in my chest and I felt like I couldn’t breathe.  Suddenly, nipping into this alley seemed like a ridiculously bad idea.  I’d be trapped here and he’d find me.  I had no lotion to mask my scent and he’d find out I was human, or at least he’d find out I wasn’t pack, I amended to myself, and then he’d rip me apart.  And then he’d go after Tom and Betsy, and the rest of the remaining pack members in Cornwall and he’d destroy them bit by bit, limb by limb.  He had enough strength to that with barely raising a sweat, I was sure.  He’d massacre them and then go off for breakfast with all his Brethren buddies and think no more of it.  I’d be a footnote, a warning to anyone who ever dared to think they could infiltrate the