Camilla wasn't having a good time with them anymore;; she was now concerned about Lawrence, and his troubles now seemed to be her major concerns.. AmidstAmidst her thoughts about Lawrence, her phone rang,rang, snapping her off her thoughts..She quickly picked it up to give the caller a listening ear.. She was moved by the fact that Lawrence was the one calling, and coinciding with the fact that she was also thinking about it, she didn't hesitate before answering.“The pack's future lies in your hands now,now, Camilla,” Lawrence said amid his efforts to still woo Camilla into the decision to come to the mansion..“I will be on my way shortly,” she replied without giving it much thought anymore. She dropped her phone into her bag, then stated:. “We will be on our way to the mansion now." now." LookingLooking at Mira and George as she spoke,Britney,Britney, after getting her head wrapped around what Camilla had just said, replied,, “I would go with you;; I don't trust those guys;; I w
Lawrence snapped himself out of all that Bella had just said to him; he didn't want to waste much time thinking of things that wouldn't aid his victory in the coming war anymore. If the reunion of his family were to be a light in their path to winning the war, then that should occupy his mind..His low level of interest in the affairs of Bella became evident as he quickly moved his gaze away from her, saying loudly to the hearing of everyone in the room: “Shall we proceed with every necessary rite so the moon goddess can smile at us?”He knew he would piss a couple of people off with this statement, but he didn't care, and giving any explanations for this wasn't a thing that was on his list.“We shall all proceed to the open field now for the rites to go,” the mouthpiece of the moon goddess said, directing them to move outside the house. They followed his instructions, and without hesitation, they all began to troop outside the mansion.There were opening of eyes as all of their face
All eyes were riveted on the doctor as he worked, his every move capturing the room’s collective breath and sight.His gestures towards Lawrence were magnetic, drawing every gaze.“We need privacy,” Lawrence declared loudly, his voice cutting through the tension. He gestured towards the door with a decisive wave for them to depart.One by one, everyone began filing out. Lawrence approached Britney and, speaking softly, said, “Make sure the kids are safe.” Britney nodded, gathering Mira and George, and they exited, leaving only Lawrence, the mouthpiece, and the doctor in the room.Camilla lay on the bed, eerily still. Lawrence’s frustration was palpable as he watched the doctor’s methodical examinations.“I don’t see anything wrong with her.” The doctor’s words seemed to defy the urgency of the situation.Lawrence’s face was twisted in disbelief. “Something is clearly wrong!” He stepped closer to Camilla, his voice rising in desperation. “Look at her! Does she look okay to you? Do somet
“I said, get away from her,” the mouthpiece commanded, his voice sharp and unyielding. Lawrence hesitated, his feet rooted to the spot as if the weight of the situation had turned him to stone. He took some steps backwards after some seconds of realizing what the mouth was saying. The mouthpiece wasted no time, striding directly to where Camilla lay motionless on the bed. With a swift glance, he placed a hand on her forehead, his expression tightening. Lawrence remained nearby, his gaze locked on the mouthpiece’s every move, a mix of fear and hope gnawing at his insides.“Her temperature is dangerously high,” the doctor murmured to the mouthpiece, urgency lacing his words. “We need to act immediately.”But the mouthpiece, focused and unwavering, barely acknowledged the doctor’s concerns. His attention was entirely on Camilla; his touch was gentle yet deliberate as he continued his assessment.“We don’t have much time,” the mouthpiece finally said, his voice carrying a gravity that se
"Whose side are you on, Grandma?" Luke asked as she approached him, walking briskly in his direction, his voice barely concealing the tension beneath.The rest of the crowd had fallen silent, their gazes darting between Luke and the imposing mansion, its doors closed tight as if guarding the secrets within. Some stood frozen, caught between the duty of following the orders that the doctor had laid out for them and the curiosity gnawing at them."Do you think I've chosen sides between you two?" His grandmother replied, her voice calm but carrying an edge that hinted at deeper layers of thought.Luke held her gaze, the weight of unspoken words pressing down on him. "Do you have to choose a side?" he asked, his voice quieter now, almost pleading. A soft smile played on her lips as she answered, "Let's focus on the present, Luke. There are more pressing matters to discuss. My choice won’t even change what’s destined to happen when the full moon rises, which would determine the fate of th
Desmond's voice was steady, but there was an edge to it as he spoke into the phone."I haven't received the full payment for the job I did for you," he said, his words hanging in the air. On the other end, Bella barely paid attention, her mind elsewhere, absorbed in the thrill of Camilla's downfall. She had just stepped out of the doctor's presence, leaving the sterile, suffocating atmosphere behind to join Jane. The two of them, united by a shared smile at what the doctor said to her, revelled in the latest news.Bella’s lips curled into a satisfied smile, the kind that could only come from knowing your enemy was on the brink of destruction. Camilla's condition was dire, a fact Bella savoured like fine wine; she was pleased to the stars about what the doctor had shared with her, and hiding this feeling seemed impossible. Death seemed inevitable for Camilla, a fate Bella had already celebrated in her heart. To her, it wasn’t just a matter of if—she knew that Camilla’s spirit was a
“You don't have to worry; she will be fine.” Britney tried to make Mira, who was already crying because of the whole situation, calm. Mira surely knew that her mother wasn't in a good state before they left Lawrence’s chambers; she was sure that as they left their mom in the chambers, everything wasn't alright with her.I don't want anything to happen to Mom. Britney said, as tears were still rolling down her cheeks,Forever stood by the side and watched as Britney tried to make Mira feel better. He also knew everything, but he had decided to remain calm.Grandma's flabbergasted state at what their eyes met when they entered the chambers couldn't be hidden; she exclaimed loudly with shock, which made the mouthpiece turn his face away from Camilla and Lawrence and look at them as she and Luke both entered the room.She sprinted immediately to the floor and grabbed Camilla’s body.“What is wrong with them?” she asked the mouthpiece immediately as she started shaking Camilla and Lawrenc
“Camilla, breathe,” Britney whispered urgently, her voice barely masking her own anxiety. “The mouthpiece needs details from you to save Lawrence.”Camilla’s chest heaved, her breaths ragged and shallow as her eyes remained glued to Lawrence’s lifeless form. She didn’t seem to hear Britney, lost in the chaos swirling in her mind.“Camilla, focus,” the mouthpiece demanded, his voice cutting through the fog of her panic. “What happened? Why are you panicking?”Camilla’s eyes widened, wild with fear. “I saw him. It was him.” Her voice trembled, and her hands were shaking uncontrollably, as if the very air around her had turned to ice.Britney and the mouthpiece exchanged a glance. This wasn’t just fear—it was terror, raw and visceral. Whatever Camilla had witnessed had shattered something deep inside her; her reaction to the sight of Lawrence was unexpected.“Camilla,” the mouthpiece pressed, his tone softer but insistent, “I need you to tell me exactly what you saw. We can’t help Lawren