“So, apart from the Leo, is there anyone that you think was a spy?”’ Blenda asked, disrupting the murmur and tension in the hall. She still didn’t understand this pack and their tendency to abandon or reject their mates, their second halves. Was it a curse or something? She wondered, staring at Derek to whom her question was directed to.Derek was about to say no, when suddenly his mind remembered the guy that had been keenly watching around the pack and following the warriors during the period when Emma had been at Zipfarah’s place and they hadn’t been aware of it.Blenda noticed his hesitation, just like the others did.“Who is that?” She asked, hoping that it wasn’t another who had anadon his or her mate.“They are actually two.” Derek answered. “Esther, and some other guy that kept behaving suspiciously around the pack.”“Who is Esther?” Blenda asked, deciding to talk about the suspicious guy later.“Esther is a witch whom we had met in school. She had come to find Emma at the ca
“So, Leonarya has Margo. Why would Esther be a spy for the woman that captured her aunt?” Blenda inquired, not making sense of the matter. Shouldn’t the girl be here, on their side, advocating for her aunt’s release; looking for ways to pay back the black witch with her own coin.“I have asked myself that question a thousand times. The only explanation I could think of is that Leonarya had probably threatened to kill Margo if Esther didn’t work for her, and didn't spy on the pack. Esther is a good person. I had spoken to her. She was genuinely hurt when Margo had gone missing.” Anthony stated-been the only one that had gotten close to the witch,and whose disappearance hurt the most. The others in the hall ruminated on Anthony's statement, making sense of it, Melvina included. She was beginning to feel a bit ironic for judging the girl and her betrayal. The girl had thought she had no choice, but she, Melvina, had.“Well, that would make sense.” Sheila finally said, sniffing inter
Without preamble, Dobah laid his right thumb and index finger on the forehead of Fayot, not bothering to shut his eyes like the crowd had imagined that he would. After a few minutes, not even up to five, he released his hand from the forehead of an open eyed Fayot who had been expecting some zap of electricity over him to tell him of the magic but feeling nothing. “He is not working for Leonarya or Arnold. But he is working for someone else. Lagardo, alpha of white sted pack. He is here to get the exact location of the cave of baresis. Seems Legardo doesn’t trust Arnold to get the job quickly heh?” Dobah said, turning around to face Aiden and his brother, Julius. “If I am not to be mistaken, Legardo is the alpha you told us about, that had met the prince, seeking for his help to wage a war against this pack, so that we could have the cave, and he could have the territory-right?” Aiden nodded. ”The prince had sent me here to know if there was really a cave of baresis, and to know
Legardo is not the real Legardo? Leo is the real Legardo’s son? In other words, he is the real alpha of the white sted pack if it ever comes out that Legardo isn’t Legardo? Penny, the smooth faced innocent girl that had come with Arnold, was fake Legardo’s daughter, a spy? Peter ran his palm over his face, feeling hot and bothered. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Although he was relieved that Leo hadn’t betrayed them, the information that Fayot was dishing out was too deep to be taken lightly. He could understand that the latter had thought that helping the false Legardo would help him get revenge on those that had killed his parents, yet this false Legardo, what was his true aim? He could communicate with them through the mind link? Just who was he? Peter pondered, his mind racing through this questions which he was sure was running through the rest of the people’s minds, even as his eyes followed the direction of Fayot’s eyes-he too was curious on who could be mated to
“He is dying, we have to do something!” Lucille screamed, her hands to her mouth, having a front row view of Fayot jerking and spurting foam from his mouth. Freya’s hand was on his chest, heating and thumping softly whilst she muttered words that were not intelligible to the people around her except to those with the innate magic. Aiden and the other ancients surrounded the both whilst they chanted healing ancient music that was meant to keep the soul in the body and preserve the both. The rest of the hall stood in the agape, wondering what next would happen. Agrip watched on furtively, wishing he still had one of Agagog’s pills. He had used the last for Peter. If only he knew how to get to the old man in a minute second-the journey would have taken more than three days. Fayot would be dead by then. “You have to dismiss the crowd. They are hindering the effectiveness of the magic. Their noise is much.” He heard Melvina say to her mate, and nodded in agreement to her, noticing too
Legardo knew that his daughter was talking, but he didn’t know the content because his mind was elsewhere. Fayot had managed to escape the clutches of death. Seems, he had underestimated the ancients. He had to do more research on them. Like the others, he had thought that the species had ceased to exist, only to find out…He shook his head…they were still alive a few years ago. He had thought them a good ally to have and that’s why he had brought up the mineral, but now they were siding with the enemy pack. What the hell! He had to do something, but what?? Damn the backstabbing prince! He shouted internally, drumming his fingers on the large mahogany table, forgetting for a minute to make a hum, to indicate that he was listening to his ranting daughter. And she observed.“Dad!” She screamed, causing the room to quake, and Legardo to palm his face tiredly. As much as his daughter was the love of his life, she could be a pest sometimes. Couldn’t she leave him for just five minutes
Eva looked up smiling, her hands spread out in the air as she saw Freya step into the big dining hall with the rest of the ancients. They were done feeding. Freya cooed in the air, before stepping around the table, aware that the rest had stopped eating, to stare at them. Freya lifted Eva in her hands, and took the little girl’s seat, keeping the little Eva on her lap. She turned aside to Maya who smiled back, wanting to ask her how the feeding went, but furrowed when she didn’t know how to ask that question, how to ask how a feeding went, how they caught the humans and fed on them. Derek, seeing the grimace, winced. He had the feeling too. As a matter of fact, he felt bad for the humans used as preys, even though Agrip had explained it to them when they had started eating that the humans would enjoy the experience, might be the best thing they would experience in their life. The feeding gives them a highness that is greater than cocaine or any of the drugs. And that if left, they w
“Blenda is right. We should share information, it would be helpful in the course of this meeting or war.” Melvina agreed, her eyes meeting with Blenda, who smiled at her. She couldn’t help but return the smile. The woman was a breath of fresh air. “First, I think we should talk about the prophecy and what it tells. Please the full text, not paraphrased. We need to know what we are dealing with.” Kane who had wanted to speak out of turn, hearing the context ‘full text, and not paraphrased’ shut his mouth, pouting to the surprise of his brother and the other ancients when Lucille chuckled in her mind. They didn’t know the latter; they only saw kanae pouting like a kid denied lollipop. Seeing that no one knew the full text of the prophecy, Melvina was about asking to be told the paraphrased version, when Agrip signalled with a raise of his index finger, that he had something to say. Of course. Blenda mused. The man of wisdom. She thought, watching as the dude even stood up to his f