As the sun began to rise, Aiden's grief turned to anger. He couldn't understand how someone could be so heartless as to drug someone using a silver bullet. He found himself hating the person responsible for the incident, even though he didn't know who it was. "Are you all right?" I asked Aiden as soon as we hop into the car we will be using in searching for the werewolf hunter's whereabouts. He and I occupied the same car while the two werewolf guardians Alpha Romulo sent for us also occupied the other car. I did not get enough sleep last night when Alpha Romulo and I made some digging about the werewolf hunters. He reaches out to our pack's allies if they knew something about the werewolf hunters' whereabouts. Apart from that, I swallowed my pride to reach out to Ezekiel if he could help us find Penelope. His agreement with Alpha Romulo involves our enemies, which are the werewolf hunters. On other issues, Ezekiel and his werewolf pack don't care at all. "My
"I'm so sorry, kiddo, I don't know who that is," he uttered without any signs of hesitation. "But you did not even glance at the photo!" I stretched my hand closer to his face and insisted that he take a better look, but he dodged, went out of his desk, and tagged along with the crowd. Aiden and I exchanged glances. "He knows something," Aiden spoke before he followed the man and drags him out of the club by force which surprised everyone around him. Not that I agreed with Aiden's way of solving things, but the man left us with no choice when we don't have much time to leave for someone playing hard to get. Some of those humans want to follow Aiden outside but they all chickened out as soon as I showed them my waist with a gun in it. Then I followed Aiden outside and helped him beat the man. He hesitated to speak. But after some pressing, he finally told them that Hunter was known to frequent a cabin near the woods. Aiden and I did not waste a minute of ou
Aiden felt like he had been punched in the stomach. He had been so desperate to save Penelope that he hadn't stopped to consider the possibility that she might not make it. He had been so convinced that the silver bullet would work that he had staked everything on it. But now, with Penelope gone, he felt like he had nothing left to live for. He had been consumed with thoughts of revenge and justice, but now he realized that none of that mattered anymore. Penelope was gone, and there was nothing he could do to bring her back. I put a hand on his shoulder, and Aiden felt a glimmer of hope flicker within him. He knew that I would never leave him, that I am his brother who would stand by him through thick and thin. Even though he didn't know what he wanted to do next, he knew that he wasn't alone. The doctor then excused himself and left us to grieve. We sat in silence for a moment before Aiden spoke. "We still have to find that werewolf hunter," he said. "We still hav
As we entered the town in the middle of the night, my wolf could sense something was different about this place. The air was filled with an eerie silence, and the streets were empty, except for the debris left behind by the monster. Then we hopped out of the car and walked cautiously, keeping an eye out for any signs of the creature. "Do you think it is really a mountain lion?" Aiden uttered while holding his rifle with both arms. Because we cannot disclose our true nature in the middle of our journey, Alpha Romulo sent us some of the werewolf hunters' weapons such as daggers, crossbows, arrows, rifles, jars of powdered wolfsbane, and mountain ash. Not that I enjoy the idea of becoming and thinking like a hunter instead of using werewolf's claws and fangs, but it is the best way I could think of so the humans we could pass through will not suspect us. I mean, carrying guns are already legal in the country, as long as it will be used in accordance with the law.
Right after getting the things we needed from the travel bags, Aiden and I started our journey searching for the monster and at the same time, getting information about Hunter Grey and his men's whereabouts. The image of the streets looked the same as we witnessed last night. Perhaps the residents were already frightened and wise enough to wander outside even if the sun hasn't finally set. "How many days are we staying in the motel?" Aiden broke the silence between us in the car. We plan to stay in the car for an hour or two, waiting for the streets to get cleared. A few cars are still in a race coming in and out of the streets. But I could barely see someone walking anymore. "We will be checking out in two days. If we cannot get any information about Hunter and his men, we will go to the new place on the list." I said back, sharpening my werewolf senses while scanning the entire street within my range. Aiden, on the other hand, focused his undivided attention
Before ascending to our room, I brought us something to eat first. But instead of the restaurant Aiden and I usually dine, I asked the reservation officer to give us something and ask to deliver it to the room. When I got back to the room, Aiden was already in the bathroom. I jumped on the bed and scanned my phone's inbox. Still, I received a few unread messages from Karen. I don't know how but my heart and mind suddenly longed for Penelop's voice and text messages. My inbox has ten messages from her to which I did not reply, not even once. And I regretted it. If I did something for her, our relationship could have been better. Though I am into reminiscing about small things that happened to me, my heart and brain want to remember what we have. Let alone she took her profound courage to confess her feelings for me. I could have confessed to her that, at some point in my life, I started learning to like her even if my conscience knows it was not advisable. Do you th
"No... Isla and I want to join you guys." Sophie said, her voice undeniably stuttering. "It's just, I think, we know someone named Hunter Grey..." Sophie's words were cut off when I accidentally stepped onto the car's brake. Aiden was almost thrown away from the glass wall in front of us when he was pointing his gaze behind us when that happened. Good thing my hands manage to hold his chest before his face could reach the glass. "You know him?" I asked, feeling suspicious and at ease at the same time. My instinct has been suspecting Isla and Sophie since the first day we met them in the restaurant. I know that something about them doesn't add up behind those good-looking faces. Let alone Isla already confessed that they belonged to a certain group that looks after us. However, none of them mentioned that their group was indeed another type of werewolf hunter or some sort. I just find it odd that there is a group out there on the surface of the world who are protect
Grey shrugged. "you tell me," he said. "I just want to be left alone right now, enjoying my meal. But you guys showed up the less I expected." Aiden and I exchanged a look. We had been prepared for a fight, but this was something else entirely. "Listen, Grey," I said, my voice low and steady. "We know what happened to you. We know about the old man and how he tried to help you. But it's not too late. We can help you now." Grey's eyes flickered with something like amusement. "Help me?" he said, his voice full of scorn. "You think you can help me? I'm beyond help. I'm a werewolf hunter, Ethan. And nothing you can say or do will change that." And with that, he turned and bounded off into the woods, leaving Aiden and me standing there, alone and empty-handed. "Why didn't you attack him?" Aiden blurted in disbelief. "We've been looking for him for weeks yet you just let him go?" "Don't know, Aiden." I furrowed before I drag my gaze to him. "Something's not addi