Outside the storage unit, Andrew finally looked at his phone. There were a bazillion missed calls.Looking at the time he scoffed, it was just 11 am in the morning and everyone was acting like he'd fallen off the face of the earth.As far as he was concerned, the only person that deserved an apology was Emily, for being unable to check up on her. Especially after the night she had. Despite the little jabs she'd thrown at him, he noticed from the slight quake in her voice that her night hadn't gone so well. He was about to look through his notifications when he looked at the date.His mouth fell open. He'd been out for more than 24 hours! Now he understood why his wolf was so antsy. He could feel it itching for a run. New York was already so confining and his wolf being stuck in a bunker with little space and even smaller air while its host seemed to be on the verge of death was enough to send it into overdrive. But one couldn't relive 7 years of his life in one night, could he? Still
Chapter 76Emily spent the rest of her day resting in her apartment and looking through the records the team shared. So far there wasn't any notable pattern and it seemed like every time the fight club disappeared, it popped back up again within weeks in a whole new environment and a brand new look. Groaning, Emily rubbed her temples. She'd been reconfirming all the details and testimonies they had about the club so far. She'd even listed them out; One. The location of the club itself was well known by most supernaturals. It was a hotspot in the black market that couldn't be shut down. Different Agencies had tried and failed woefully.Two. The guests that attended and bet during the fights were high-profile men and women of the society and their identities were protected at all costs. Three. The duty of staff members was swapped regularly and most times the staff members had no idea what department they'd be shipped to hourly.Four. The club itself was heavily guarded and doused i
The worst thing that could happen was Andrew not replying to any of her texts. It had been several hours since she'd sent those texts and she'd gotten no reply. Emily's heart had skipped a thousand beats as she waited for a reply that didn't come.It proved to be the perfect distraction because she'd abandoned the work she was supposed to be doing and was thinking about her risky text message. It made her feel 15 again and she disliked the tension surrounding it.Emily fidgeted around her living room, with different emotions running through her mind.She'd blamed herself and considered deleting them, but they'd already been delivered. She then began creating conspiracy theories and weird scenarios.Like;Maybe the texts were too forward?Did she sound desperate?Was he mugged?He'd probably forgotten his phone.Or he didn't simply fancy her.Or had he been attacked by those wolves and was currently lying dead in some dumpster?The thought of him being beaten to death because of her ma
The moment Emily set her eyes on the female werewolf in question. Her heart jumped. She didn't understand why nobody else seemed uncomfortable with the menace and hate oozing out of her.She could see it in her eyes that her wolf was just stringing them along and intended to cause as much trouble as possible the moment it got a chance. Though feral, the female wolf in the interrogation room was in sync with her wolf. Both wolf and woman were in control of mind and body and promised wrath.Emily glanced around and then locked eyes with the only other wolf in the room."Are you feeling what I'm feeling?" She mouthed.He swallowed and shrugged."I tried warning them, but I'm just an intern." He mouthed.Emily frowned. At once she discarded all the plans she'd carefully crafted. All traces of sympathy was wiped off her face. She sneered instead. If the Wolf within was playing games, she'd show her that two can always play.Oh, Elrold was going to be mad at her when she was done with her in
"Ugh…" Emily groaned, "Not you interrupting my call again. She said as Jacqueline sashayed into the room where she was held with a stern expression."No calls!" Jacqueline exclaimed, prying the phone out of Emily's hands and folding her arms.Emily sighed, then fell onto the not-so-comfy bed."I know what you're going to say, Jacqueline." She said picking up a fluffy pillow and using it to cover her face."What happened in there? You want to get yourself killed, blah blah blah." Emily said into the pillow, her voice muffled by the pillow.Jacqueline snatched the pillow from her and flung it across the room.Emily moaned, in the past hours she'd received hell from everyone she'd encountered.When she was dragged out of the room, all she could think about was the fact that Terry needed to be moved to a safe location that was protected by a strong sorcerer. They had minutes, if not seconds before the sorcerer came back angry."Get her out of here," she shouted, as strong arms carried her
Since Andrew left Brighton, Caleb's life had become easier. Pack members were so afraid by the thought that Andrew wouldn't return that they didn't seem to mind when he did or said something crazy or stupid. He'd been walking around the Pack like he owned the place. The old Alpha was also too busy with the planned attacks on the witch coven which were already underway. Laura and Larry didn't have the time either. While Larry was sulking, Laura was actively doing her duty as pack warrior.Brighton had already sent in troops and threw a couple of bombs on the witch territories. The witches were so shocked by the sudden attack and hadn't even come up with a counterattack.Brighton planned to repeatedly attack them, giving the coven no chance to retaliate. The attack also affected the Pack members. They were terrified that when the Coven finally got themselves together it would be awful for Brighton. They also thought that it was wrong timing because Andrew their savior was not around to
Emily looked at her outfit for the umpteenth time wondering if she had done too much. It was supposed to be a simple date at one of her favorite restaurants in New York and yet she'd felt like she'd gone overboard with her hair and makeup. Well, she had nothing better to do all day but try to perfect her look. She'd been through different outfits before she'd finally chosen the one she put on. Her hair had been straightened, curled, packed, and repacked a dozen times already. She sneered at her reflection, her nerves were all over the place since news from the dispatched teams revealed that 3 of the suspected locations were empty early that morning. She'd asked herself if it meant that they'd already escaped or that they were in the next location.She'd spent the whole day fretting around her apartment, wondering if she'd picked the right outfit as she tried to distract herself from the main problem. Which was finding those children. She also worried about her mother. Despite the h
If Emily was being perfectly honest with herself, she hadn't been expecting her night to go as wonderfully as it did.When they came out of her apartment, she and Andrew walked a few blocks arm in arm before Andrew spotted some silly weird-shaped glasses and bought a pair for each of them. Then they moved from food cart to food cart, trying to sell their tourist dreams and faking their accents to impress food vendors.Each vendor got a different story and city depending on the vendor's countenance, but they mostly pretended to be a couple on their honeymoon that had heard of how great New York was and had come to experience it. Emily laughed so hard that she almost choked on her food. At some point, she couldn't keep up with the fake accents anymore. Even when a random person on the streets called their bluff and told them that they belonged in hell for lying, Emily didn't feel guilty as she normally would. That night she'd broken a thousand rules that she normally wouldn't dare to
"Did he agree?" Emily asked as soon as her mother reappeared. "Yeah, after a lot of persuasion."Emily released a shaky breath. Her body was burning like she'd been bathed with acid. "Let's get into position then." She said, lifting herself up. The pain was too much had she found herself unable to stand. She staggered backward and fell to the bed. "Emily! What's wrong?" "It's like my body is on fire." Emily hissed,Vanessa came to her and inspected her body."It's the mark from hell. He's suffering from the mark from hell. Are you sure you can do this? I can tell Andrew the plan, I'm sure he'd be happy to do it in your place.""No." Emily said forcefully. The truth was that no one could execute the plan effectively apart from her. Even if they collected the totem from Caleb, she was the only one powerful enough to destroy it. Andrew's strength couldn't break it, and neither could her mother's magic. But her body burned and she wanted to crawl into bed and cry. She'd have to make
Emily purposely ignored Andrew.She also purposely ignored the nudges her mother was giving her, as she narrated her experience to everyone. She also tried to ignore the sparks that were ignited in her body when he pecked her and whispered that he had to go but he'll be back.But when her mother, who'd been attentively listening to her, rose up, dragged him by the side, and hugged him. Envy, heavily laced with anger as she'd never felt before, coursed through her body. It felt as if her mother was betraying her. Jacqueline was the first to notice the change in her countenance.She smirked,"Girl, that's what you get for ignoring your man. Now he's in the arms of another woman." Emily growled and Jacqueline burst into laughter."When did you start behaving like a she-wolf? Hold your horses Em, it's only your mother. It makes me wonder what you'd have done if it was another female."Amelia laughed,"She would have probably hexed her entire generation." She said,"Nah, Em's feeling m
Emily had given up on trying to escape her imprisonment before she realized that it wasn't real. It had been days, yet she'd not felt hungry and she woke up the exact way every time. The sun didn't set, her clothes didn't change, she didn't want to use the bathroom and everything was still and lifeless.The only thing that changed each time she awoke was her strength. It was as if something was sucking out her energy. On the second day of her entrapment, she remembered wandering around the sheet/film that locked her in search of a weak spot or way out until she got bored and forced herself to sleep.Now she could hardly move a limb. Anger at Andrew and his Kingdom burned within her chest. She allowed it to blind her reasoning and she began to blame him for everything that happened.She promised herself that she would hunt Andrew if she died there.She'd been making such plans when she noticed the potted gardenia again.With a lot of effort, she stood up, walked to it, and lifted it of
Andrew and the Compliant narrowed their eyes at Vanessa."Do you understand it? Can you see how clear the prophecy has become?" Vanessa asked,The Compliant and Andrew glanced at themselves and then back at Vanessa."You," She pointed at Andrew, "became the enemy, you were the destroyer. He used your body to commit all these atrocities. Right now your people do not trust you. You'll need to do a lot to regain their trust. The second prophecy has come to pass. Can't you see it? You aligned with the enemies, you brought harm to your people and if I didn't save you, you would have perished.""Oh." Andrew agreed, nodding. "Now I'm very curious about the 3rd and 4th ones. I wasn't one to believe in those prophecies. My husband did and I often mocked it for it. I didn't think the prophecy concerned us witches and hoped you didn't find the key. I even hexed you."Andrew shrugged, he didn't understand where she was going or what she was trying to say.Vanessa chuckled mirthlessly, "And afte
"Where am I?" Andrew growled. His eyes were still shut and he wasn't fully awake.Vanessa, who had been standing behind her kitchen counter from the moment she dropped him, shivered. He's not going to rip you apart. You saved him, remember? She repeated in her head."Where am I?" Andrew asked again, propping his eyes open, then shielding his face with his arms.His wolf prowled around restlessly in his head. It wanted blood and it wanted it now.Vanessa steadied herself by gripping her kitchen counter. Her knuckles turned white and the bones in her fingers threatened to snap.Andrew jolted up."Where the fuck am I?"A shudder ran through her body and she swallowed involuntarily."My home." She said, her voice sounding more confident than she'd expected.Andrew's head snapped in her direction and he growled. Vanessa could see the malice in his eyes and feel the anger rolling out from his pores. Gathering as much courage as could muster she stepped forward. "I've been waiting for
The first thing Shirley did when the bodies exchanged was to try to get hold of Caleb before he fell to the ground.Later on, she would regret it deeply and ask herself why she didn't disappear like she normally did. Maybe it had something to do with the mark from hell that she'd seen reappearing on Caleb's body.Shirley's illusion flickered and she could feel her powers waning out as she bent to check on Caleb and wondered why. After confirming that he hadn't been knocked dead, she vented out her frustration on him and tried to wake him up. After trying several spells that didn't work she shook him roughly and punched and kicked him but he remained unresponsive. She'd also said another couple of spells that were supposed to be potent and yet the effect remained the same."Coma!" She yelled, "You're in an induced Coma you son of a bitch! Motherfucker, you get to sleep while I think of a way to save us!"If she had stopped screaming then and paused to do the actual thinking, she would
The next morning Vanessa snuck into Brighton and stood amidst the crowd of werewolves standing before the platform in the form of a man. She had to dig up her husband's old spell books and read and practice them throughout the night before she was able to perfect the spell. She stood within wolves knowing that any mistake she made meant death. She trembled, her hands were balmy and her forehead was clouded with sweat. Although she was terrified about being exposed, she was more terrified about failing. It seemed like the fate of the whole world weighed on her shoulders and that was enough to make her shake. Before leaving Andrew, she'd given him a sleeping potion and was glad that it was still in effect when they dragged him out of the dungeon that morning."Who are you and what have you done with Vanessa?" She muttered under her breath. Never in a million years could she imagine that she, Vanessa, would dare to do what she'd been doing in the past few hours. It was very out of char
It was the time of reckoning. Caleb thought, trying as much as he could to keep a grim expression on his face when he was bouncing with excitement inside him. The platform had once again been set and the pack members gathered beneath it chatting away as they awaited the death of Brighton's number one enemy. The gates of the dungeon creaked open, shushing the crowd of onlookers. The advisors and some stakeholders, followed by a barrage of guards and warriors who dragged Caleb's unconscious body processed solemnly to the platform and ascended it. Caleb had never felt so powerful in his entire life and he loved it. Thrills of victory ran down his spine and he clasped his eyes shut and struggled to keep at bay, the smile that had been threatening to break out from his lips. "I still don't understand why we are hurrying his death." Someone murmured dispassionately.Caleb scowled as his head snapped toward the direction of the sound. It had come from one of the stakeholders.He sneered
A thrum of energy buzzed in Shirley's brain signifying that some of her spells had been activated. And she knew the exact ones, it was those she'd said to trap the moon witch.A slow smirk spread across her face and she ignored Vanessa's righteous rant. She'd come on her own with the idea of threatening her into submission. But the once pale woman had suddenly developed a backbone of her own and was now shooting back and matching Shirley word to word.Of course, Shirley was irritated and had started thinking that maybe it was time to slice her throat. Shirley's threats were like water on a rock to Vanessa and it amazed Shirley to see her fired up like that.Unexpectedly, the new members of the circle swooped in, grabbed her, and secured her. They'd been hunting for a few days now. Yet, instead of Vanessa cowering like she normally would, she screamed some more and accused Shirley of doing everything under the sun. It had started grating Shirley's nerves when her spells suddenly activa