Human City, Jerome Nichols' House"W-we've swept through the entire city seven times, and still no sight of them. At this juncture, I think it's either they got help from someone on the outside, or they've been hiding under our noses," one of Jerome's men reported to him.There were two men opposite Jerome and another behind him. While the one behind him didn't seem like he was listening to the conversation, he clenched his fist tightly tightly at the report."You didn't find them? Not even a trace. You lots become useless every passing day!" Jerome hollered, picked up the pistol on his desk, and aimed it at the temple of the one who reported the news.The limp body of the first man fell to the floor in a thud, while the second man immediately fell to his knees, shuddering in fear."One last chance, Mr. Nichols. Just one more, and I promise that the next time I return, I'll have Miss Cheyenne with me!" Jerome heard him beg from the floor.The desk was relatively high, so Jerome couldn
Cleopatra immediately narrowed her eyes at the man."I don't remember you, but if you were a close friend of my aunt's and you're being held captive here in the Council, that means you are one of the people who plotted the downfall of the Council."The man clenched his fist guiltily. "You're right. I was bought just before the fight between the Werewolf Hunters and those in the Council happened. But I never thought that the fight would lead to so many deaths, including that of Cloris'.""If you're looking for pity, you're not going to get it," Syren butted in, looking up at him."If I wanted pity, I wouldn't have waited for so long to come here." He smiled.Cleopatra stared at him for a long time before asking, "Who are you supposed to be?""Pardon me, I'm Malakai. I lost my memory during the war 19 years ago. Hence, the only thing I remember is my first name and a woman named Cloris Vause. I only have memories of her," replied the man."If you don't have any other memory, you can't b
"I take it your mother agreed?" Syren uttered, standing behind Cleopatra as she watched her pack a few clothes into a backpack."It's all thanks to her getting better. I wonder what I'd have done if she was still… erratic," Cleopatra exhaled lightly."Thank goodness. Or should I say 'thanks to the moon goddess'?" Syren rephrased."That's just weird and unnecessary.""Unnecessary? Isn't the moon goddess supposed to be supreme for you werewolves?" Syren asked curiously."Witches rely on their ancestors most of the time. Does that mean they say 'thanks to the ancestors'?" Cleopatra retorted.Syren chuckled and walked to Cleopatra's front. "Yes, we do. We are expected to thank the ancestors whenever something good happens to us or something becomes a success when we ask for their help and actually get it."Cleopatra paused for a moment before forcefully zipping her bag in disbelief, amusing Syren the more.Looking up at her, Cleopatra scoffed. "You witches sure are weird.""Weird isn't th
Cleopatra found herself in the Council five hours later. She stood on the sidewalk, taking in the scenery. Hercules was right; the human city had changed since the last time she was here."Hey!" She suddenly turned to see a young boy dipping his hand into her pocket.Seeing he had been caught, the boy panicked and subconsciously rushed into the road, right in front of a trailer.Cleopatra hauled herself into the road and forcefully kicked him back to the sidewalk, the pointy front of the trailer grazing her arm as she leapt out of the way.Thankfully, no one seemed to notice any of it.Cleopatra towered over the boy who looked shaken from the near death experience. She stared at him for a while before she dipped her hand into her pocket and took out some money."Get yourself some, uh, vitamins," she said and walked away.It was two in the morning, and she knew the human city usually wasn't safe by then. So she walked through different streets in search of a motel or an inn to spend th
He hung up and strolled towards the phone, then bent over and picked it up."Chris," he read the name sprawled across the screen and waited for the call to end. Once it ended, he turned it on in hope it belonged to the werewolf who killed the Werewolf Hunter. However, the first thing he saw when he turned it on was the picture of the dead man as the homescreen's wallpaper. He threw it to the ground and stomped hard on it with his boot, breaking it. Then he dialed Cleopatra's number again.In a hotel room just two streets away, Cleopatra used her claws to scrape off the sizzling part of her palm. When she threw the knife, she had held its steel, which had wolfsbane embalmed all over it.The screen of her phone, which was right next to her, lit up again. She glanced at Hezell's name on the screen for a second before reaching for it."I was wondering, did you forget to inform me you sent someone to the human city?" Hezell's voice came through as soon as she answered.Cleopatra pressed
"I'll use this to communicate with you whenever I have any information to pass to you," Joshua said, handing a tiny device to her."It's for communication, which means it's supposed to go into my ear, yes?" Cleopatra asked, staring down at the device."How long has it been since you visited the human city?" Joshua raised a brow."Nothing less than ten years.""That explains it," Joshua shrugged and took the device from her. He tilted her face to the side with his hand and stuck the device into her ear."It can last more than three days. But when the battery goes down, you can charge it with this," he took up a black silicone case and opened it to reveal two spots identical to the device in her ear."How long does it take to recharge?" She asked, collecting the silicone case from him."You can take it out in thirty minutes. Inform me before you take it out and once it's back in your ear," he added, and she agreed with a nod of her head.It was almost six in the morning which meant the
Joshua didn't realize he had shifted all his attention to the duo until Hezell glanced behind him.He quickly returned his attention to what was happening in front of him, but in the course of moving his body, he bumped into someone."I don't think I've seen you around here before," said the person he bumped into.Joshua froze for a second, then looked up to see it was Lance Nichols."I've been here for a long time, Mr. Nichols," he uttered politely, lowering his head to the ground."Is that so? Then how is it I've never seen this face before?" Lance pondered, massaging his jaw while taking a closer look at Joshua."Lance, change of plans. I need the men you recruited along with some of my people to go somewhere else with me. Hold down the fort while I'm gone," Hezell instructed without looking at him.For a brief moment, there was a flicker of rage in Lance's eyes before he forced on a smile. "Of course. I'll arrange for them to leave immediately. Are you sure you won't be needing an
In the woods where Sarah's pack is located,"You took off the chains, but we're still pretty much your prisoners, aren't we?" Sarah hissed as she was pushed into a room by a pack warrior.She stopped talking, seeing the others in the room as well. "Tell me you dragged them in here the same way you did to me.""This isn't the time for one of your incessant whinings, Sarah," Neon hushed."So you think it's okay that I was dragged in here like I can't walk by myself?" Sarah asked provocatively."Hezell has been informed of Freya's whereabouts, and he's already on their territory. It'll only take him a few hours to get through their barrier," Mendoza's voice successfully drew their attention to the other end of the room where she was.Sarah looked away from her and glanced around the room, which turned out to be the armory room."You have guns. I take it you stole them from the humans," she commented, picking up a pistol. "Ouch!"She dropped it immediately when it burned her palm and glar