The beginning of the end

James stood in front of Amelia's room and took out his phone. He quickly dialed the number on his speed dial.

He”d saved the number as “Mikey,” the Lycan answered on the first ring.

“This better be important, Or else swear to the goddess—.”

“We're doing it tomorrow—“ James cut him off before Michael could finish the threat. “the attack, the kidnapping, the slaughter. We're doing all of it tomorrow.”

There was a pause on the other end of the line as Michael took in the new information, then he smiled before replying.

“That's great information. I'll have my private plane ready to take you and your new bride away and you’ll be at the island by evening.”

James nodded with determination. “All right, see you then.”

He was about to hang up when Michael stopped him.

“Oh, and James…. don't fuck this up.” There was an underlying threat to the statement, and James recognized it.

“I won't,” James snapped before ending the call.

He didn't bother to knock before pushing Amelia’s door open.