The rising waves of the beach was relaxing, but not soothing enough for Lana's divided attention. She checked to make sure the area was clear. Levi continued his rambling, thinking that Lana was interested, but she wasn't. Where they had stopped was still far from the car.Kamala hurried back when only a few guards remained, while others joined Scott. “I think our journey is a waste of time. We didn't want anything authentic, and I think something is going on in this pack,” she spilled, not waiting for permission from them to speak. She, too, was very much concerned. More than anything, Kamala was convinced that there was dark magic surrounding the pack.Standing to her feet, “Levi, let's talk later. I have something to take care of first.” Turning to Kamala, “did you bring a change of clothes?”She nodded. “We should change once we leave.”Straightening her back, she wrapped the scarf over her face once she saw the patrolling guards. “Levi, we need to do something. I have to find that

The corners of the high fence posed no threat to Lana's determination. Except for the radiating light around them that hit on her every two seconds, she blended well with the darkness. She had changed to a black turtleneck, black yoga pants, black sneakers, and a black mask over her face to conceal it. Swinging her shoulders back and forth, she gathered the energy to hook her legs on the rough sides of the fence, using her gloved hands to support herself before jumping over. This side of the fence was where she used to pick shrubs to take back to the kitchen, which would be used to make dinner. That was what she remembered.The back was high, but the front was lower. Successfully, she landed on a thud with her face flat into the withered orchard of shrubs. She silently grunted in pain, picking herself up. She nearly burst into tears after seeing what used to be a beautiful area left in ruins. “Oh, Annik, what did you get yourself into?” she mumbled to herself. Out of the corners of h

“Lana,” her name was whispered. She unconsciously reached for her mask and got rid of it. She was dazed, walking in a trance. Her name kept being whispered. The last set of doors opened wide, the three witches floating in the air around the Sapphire and its lanterns. “Yes, child. Let me show you,” voices echoed.Lana went straight for the Sapphire. Each step she took increased the shining light until it grew into a flame. Her symbol reappeared on her forehead, eyes glowing and fangs protruding. Her claws were out in the open too. “You want to see it too. Don't you?” One of the snarling witches snaked her hands around Lana's shoulders, hissing. “Touch it,” she commanded.Lana wasn't hesitant. She stretched her hands, wrapping her slender fingers over the Sapphire. What followed next was the two flaming lanterns, igniting the other two that were out cold. Together, all of them formed a thick burning orb that shot vertically into the sky.Her head flew back, energy flowing in every vein

The last car and that of Lana's kept hitting the crowd, loud thuds indicating that they were getting some. The others must have seen because they followed suit. Soon, they were driving back into the pack away from the gate. Lana fired up, taking the lead. She could still remember her way around the place.Some places were death raps with swamps that could trap them, and there were narrow routes that would make driving uncomfortable. Those she avoided. Instead, as the shooters redirected, she drove straight to Annik's mansion. She made sure that the doors were locked. Remembering back in time, there was something she had seen on one occasion in Annik's garage. Well, caught a glimpse of it before she was escorted out. An armored tank. For someone who loved living as if he was a caveman, having those luxurious things doesn’t make sense unless he was keeping them as decoration. Get there, find the tank, and they would be able to escape. It might be easy since nobody knew that she knew wh

For someone guilty, his stretched hand was firmly reaching for the cover over Lana's face.Without hesitation, she withdrew, throwing a feisty punch at it. Scott got irritated and braced himself, kicking without mercy. She dodged, returning the punch.He growled, targeting and slashing her sleeves. It left a deep claw mark there, but that wasn't satisfactory for him. He went lower, punching her stomach. She fell to the flow, grunting while clasping her stomach. He crossed a leg over her agonized body, still reaching for her face.Just when all seemed lost, Lana heard the sound of improved yells and aggressive shooting. Sounded like reinforcement. Scott was also akin to knowing what was happening, giving her room to turn the tide of the battle.She kicked his heels, causing him to kneel. She got up, her strength renewed. Reinforcement had arrived. Not much, but enough to give her room to escape with others. Her plan was effective. A neighboring Rogue pack had come to their aid. With t