Confusing Caleb was almost too easy. He'd been falling for their silly pranks since they were younger.This version wasn't difficult to put together and as expected, Caleb fell for it. As planned, they'd driven in circles around Brighton, stopping at the homes of random pack members, whom Larry assured either suffered dementia or were utterly paranoid, cooked up lies about the next person that'll visit(Caleb) and left instructions for them to dish out to him. When they were leaving they pretended that they'd found out something important, knowing that Caleb would want to know what they knew.They instructed the last person they met to tell Caleb that he'd sent them away because his memory was foggy but that he would give him a map that'll help him. Then dropped a fake map they'd created on the way."That'll keep him busy." Larry joked as they drove off. Andrew chuckled,It'd been a while since they'd had that amount of fun together. It reminded him of how they had taken turns to pran
"The Prophecy about the Chosen one is in three parts. It's really one prophecy divided into three parts because they came at different times. I don't have the original text of course but I'll get my family's grimoire in which they were copied." The old woman said getting to her feet, she hobbled the small shelf and grabbed a thick brown leather book, flipping through it as she returned to her position."Aha," she cleared her throat, "Let's start.""Two lands, two people. One beast, one lethal. Once one, now crippled.The son is come, a child of the beast to free his people,From the clutches of what they deem evil.When the cycle is complete, The beast will awaken,Powers hidden will come to light, And finally, victory shall beWhen the time is come, the son is come, Chosen to defeat, unearth and end the feud. Bringing victory to one people.""That's the first prophecy, the one which makes your people believe that you're their savior.""Interesting," Andrew muttered. Larry smiled,
Caleb gasped for air and slumped on a tree trunk. Glancing at the map in his hands he wondered why it led him around Brighton instead of to the solution to the feud with the witches.When he'd snatched the map out of the trembling old man, he expected that it would lead him to a sort of secret cave or tomb engraved with ancient secrets. He didn't get any of that. Instead, he'd wandered around Brighton like a madman.He growled,"Those fools."Since he didn't know where to start, he decided to find out what Andrew was doing. He had a simple plan. Trail them and cause enough havoc that'll distract and slow them down.But when they started visiting the oldest pack members, he was so impressed by the idea that instead of going with his first plan, he decided to go in after them.Immediately they left a spot he rushed in and threatened the unfortunate fools he'd encountered into submission, asking them to tell him everything they'd told Andrew and Larry.Most of them were crazy and easily
"What are the updates on both your sons?" Mendez asked Douglas as they inspected Brighton's warehouse. Since they were planning a few attacks, they had to ensure that the gadgets and items Brighton had were effective and efficient.Douglas shrugged, "I have no clue. Both of them left Brighton today. Andrew's probably working hard to find the solution, while Caleb is shadowing him."Mendez chuckled,"You know those boys well enough." He said, " but I presumed you would shadow them, especially since this is a critical moment." "The shadows are on a more important mission."Mendez raised a brow,"Is there anything more important than Brighton?""Yes. My life. Some fool is after my life Elias and you know I don't joke with it."Mendez gulped,"Very soon news about their untimely deaths would spread, reminding the other fools and every other person that would even wish it, who's in charge." Douglas continued. "I'm not one to be played with.""Yeah, you're not." Mendez agreed, even though
On the way back to Brighton, Andrew stayed silent, his mind full of thoughts.For the second time since his mother's death, he dug deep into memories he'd suppressed out of anger. The first time was when he involuntarily remembered the good times with his mother and automatically reconnected to the pack bond. It hurt him to think about it as they journeyed to the pack. It hurt to remember that his mother was murdered brutally by a beast like him. It rankled his wolf to remember the hatred he'd carried around for a long time. But there was nothing he could do about it. Besides the clear memory of his mother's death and a few foggy ones of them happy together plus the ones of when the old alpha returned and things took a turn there was nothing else.He couldn't even remember much after her death. His only vivid memory began seven years later. It was on the day a woman (Laura) led him back into Brighton."Larry, can you remember much of your childhood years?" He blurted out."Huh?"Larr
Douglas jumped back and his eyes returned to their normal color. The surprise of Andrew's entrance allowed him to snatch control from his wolf.Noticing the tension in the room, Andrew paused, "What?" Douglas growled."I said, I want to go home."Douglas narrowed his eyes, and Mendez who was leaning on the couch sat up. Both of them exchanged looks then looked back at Andrew."I am leaving the pack and will only return when I come back with answers."Douglas's heart skipped a beat. "What are you talking about?" Andrew remained mute.Mendez chuckled,"You heard him Alpha, he says he's leaving. There's nothing you can do about it."In a flash, Douglas grabbed Mendez by his throat. Mendez growled in irritation and struggled to set himself free from Douglas's grasp. Baring his teeth, Douglas applied more pressure on Mendez's neck. Mendez clawed at Douglas's hands drawing blood as he tried to set himself free. Raising a brow, Andrew folded his arms and watched them with an amused expr
Andrew and Mendez went their separate ways after they landed the next morning. Andrew left hurriedly because he wanted to give Mendez time with his wife before visiting her and he needed sleep.It'd been a long twenty-four hours. He stared out the window of his suite, worn out. New York was so big that he didn't know where to start."What would have happened if he was asked to find the moon witch in a city?" He muttered to himself. Unlike Brighton, the streets were filled with people milling about.He walked to the side drawer, opened it, and brought out the make-do map he and Laura had created at the last minute. He only had a few minutes after the old alpha had bound everyone to leave him alone to prepare himself. He rushed home, grabbed his copy of the witch's prophecy and the moon goddess's rhyme, and was packing up a few essentials when Laura and Larry burst in.Together they created what looked like a map. The plan was that he would stay for a while in Mendez's pack house in N
Emily wore a grin throughout her ride to the hotel.She ordered dinner the exact way Jacqueline had asked her to, sitting down and having a good meal. Forgetting that if she hadn't been so occupied with panicking and crying, she would have scoffed when Jacqueline asked her to 'check-in, order something delicious and eat, then get comfortable.' Because there was no way she was going to relax when the stakes were so high. But there she was, sipping white wine like she'd just put an end to all the problems in the world.Her earlier peril had been completely wiped off her mind. As she ate her meal, she recalled her encounter with Andrew with a silly grin.She had just stepped out of a very refreshing bath when Jacqueline called. Emily squealed as she picked up the call, her heart bubbling with excitement."Girl I'm sorry I called later than I promised. Did you get to the hotel okay? I just ended a series of conference calls with Samantha and a few team members."Reality slapped Emily on