Flee

“Yes, and Elijah too,” Seth said, burying his face in his hands.

“That is not good…” Kara said, obviously worried.

“And Roman would burn the pack house down if he doesn’t get it by tomorrow. You know how Roman is, he’d do it.” Oliver said.

“You should leave here, inform the pack, you all have to flee… Roman would not stop until you all are dead. When you all get to a safe place, you can track Elijah and the Larinth down.

“Where would we go to? We’ve lived here all our lives. We have no place to go.” Oliver complained.

“I have a place, in Italy. My company owns several estates there; we can use one for the meantime.” Seth said.

“Thank you, aunt Klara, see you,” Oliver said as he hugged Klara.

“Bye, aunt Klara. I hope you stay healthy” Seth said as he kissed her right cheek. He knew he was asking for the impossible, Klara was terminal and he may never see her again.

They both left the house, Seth felt a lot lighter, all these years, he had been carrying the grudge. But then, he paused f