*Logan*"Is he alive?" I asked after I closed the door.I knew that whatever they came here to report would impact Rose, so it was better to discuss it without her, avoiding a potential meltdown.Andrew's shades are known for not beating around the bush. That's how they're trained. They are supposed to be guided by reason, not emotion, so my question was answered, although they reported not to me but to their Lord."He was alive when we received the update. At least, that was his status for the last ten hours. He was seen near the reservoir the girl mentioned before they took him away. He had a cut and one stab wound near his sternum. He was put into the back of an SUV and driven off towards the access road to Larch Groove Pack, but they never got there. The car disappeared about forty miles before the pack's border and turned up burned in a garbage dump about a hundred miles east of the city." One of the shadows reported, but nothing he said indicated Tanner's survival.I walked back
*Logan**August 13th. The following delivery went as planned, with Seamus requesting a double dose of the opioid for his hallucinogen, which slowly began to lose its potency four days after the test subject took it. Motor skills are fully preserved, but after two days, they start to suffer from convulsions and have a slight limp.I don't know how much longer I can look at all this without trying to save these people, but I know I won't be able to do anything against twenty alone, and that's just a drop in the ocean. Seamus has recruited not only his members but also rogues and humans who are even willing to do this crap for money. I must get this to Poppy quickly because my time as her informant is running out.*September 24th. I almost got caught today carrying vials out of the Larch Creek Valley lab at the old disused mill. I managed to slip away unnoticed by the men armed with Wolfbane-loaded rifles, but I dropped two of the three stolen vials and could not retrieve them. This
*Poppy*I knew that these days, I would have to challenge myself, push my limits, and even agree to do things I would never imagine. But I also knew that sometimes, we must sacrifice our beliefs and do everything to stop evil from spreading. I wasn't expecting to be part of some mission impossible that involved spying, risking my life, and, above all, playing a role that I wasn't sure I would be good at. I wanted to help, but as soon as I heard what role I had in it, Logan himself had problems letting me go alone with Azize."Don't worry about your boyfriend. He's more than capable of handling his mission alone, yet my brother and his two thugs will join him," Azize assured me while driving her SUV with her best warrior in the passenger seat."He's not my boyfriend. I am still mated, remember." I rudely reminded her, trying to sit comfortably in the back with my hands and legs cuffed."Yeah," she scoffed, "And I am the Queen of Kindness. Bullshit. I can sniff a relationship from mile
*Poppy*I requested, "Stop the car," but Azize didn't react and even increased the speed slightly."I said stop the car; I need you to lend me your friend," I repeated and gestured at the tall, lean, incredibly handsome man with a bored face on the passenger's seat."And why would I do that?" Azize nagged with an equally bored face, but I rolled my eyes at her attitude.I knew she wasn't happy with her brother's request; she was more interested in going with Logan straight to Larch Creek Valley to search for Tanner and that lab, but her brother convinced her that my part of the mission was also essential. She felt resentful as one of the best warriors in their family, and as one of the deadliest assassins known to the vampire people, she was probably not having fun playing babysitter.This woman was made of the souls, screams, and blood of the victims she killed. Her single gaze was chilling, and her quick reflexes and precise cat-like body made her a deadly and perfect weapon. Her ni
*Poppy*I winced as I wiped the blood from the busted lip with my dirty and soaked sweater. I was cold, downright freezing, but my goal of asking the assassin to roughen me up was achieved. I rearranged myself on the backseat and moaned when the bruises I received brushed against the seat belt plugs."Don't you dare to whine; you asked for this," Azize threatened while she handed me the bottle with electrolytes I requested after she took the task I gave her to the heart."I know, thanks. Remind me never to ask you for such things again." I grabbed the bottle and gulped it down while she and her right-hand man, Blaze, chuckled at my expanse."Don't worry, Blondie. Next time, I'll handle the task instead," Blaze joked as he lit his cigarette and opened the front window."How long have we until?" I asked, exhausted from the trip, the beating, the coldness of my clothes, and the frosty air from the now-open window."About an hour. So, better rest for a bit." She replied before scolding he
*Logan*We did our best to arrive at the place unnoticed, but it was futile. Andrew helped a lot with arranging our trip to Larch Valley Creek, and we managed to come in less than three hours, but when you use a very fancy private jet painted gold, you can't go unnoticed.Although the airport was around an hour away from the town, I am sure someone must have tipped the bad guys because when we turned near the mill, it was set on fire, and the firefighters were trying to put it down. Someone was obviously trying to cover up the traces quickly."So what do you suggest we do now?" I asked as we watched the firefighters work their asses to secure the area.We parked nearby to avoid detection but decided to show up naturally when we noticed the smoke, sirens, and lights."Now, we divide the plan," Andrew suggested as he scanned the nearby crowd of onlookers."You, Elmar, and Greg blend in with the crowd, and you'll start to sniff around. Everyone separately, make sure you all look like you
*Logan*My legs propelled me forward, my body moving with a speed that felt like a glide. I advanced as if the earth were a polished surface. My breaths were steady and shallow, and my heart thudded in what seemed like slow motion.I ran forward, deeper and deeper into the dark forest. On the way, I passed clumps of trees whose crowns shone with bright colors, jumped over fallen rotten logs covered with golden moss, and heard birds chirping above me, encouraging me to stop and admire their landscape.I felt something was wrong, although I couldn't describe what threatened me here. The shadows behind the white barks were hissing, whistling, and whispering. And even though I wanted to stop and assess the threat, my legs didn't stop running.As time passed, I felt a gradual pulse in my head, a peculiar sensation as if something unseen yearned to emerge from within me. Meanwhile, Gunnar commenced a haunting, melodic howl at the luminous moon. His demeanor exuded an unmistakable sense of d
*Poppy*The increasing sounds of quarreling, struggling, and shortly after, the sound of bullets being fired woke me from my lethargy. I got scared and jumped up from my half-conscious state, wondering when I let my guard down and fell asleep taking on my role too well. I tried to claw myself out of the blanket wrapped around me too tightly for my taste, but when the whistle of bullets flew past my head, I fell to the floor, trying to lie as flat as possible."What the?" I fell silent before I asked the question because the wall opposite me began to crack under the pressure of the bullets shot at it, and my fear suddenly started to give me ideas for escape.I freed myself from the tight zip ties and began to tear the blanket from the inside, using Iris's claws, which, in all this chaos, she allowed me to use. I didn't know the situation behind that damn makeshift box, and I certainly didn't intend to let myself be used as a sieve, so I decided to escape and, if possible, find Azize an