(Author’s POV)
"The decision has been made. Dion and Alaric, hand over your respective works to Beta Matthew and as for the pack matters, I, your mother and Gamma Janet will handle them. Elio, since Dr. Andrew will be returning the day after tomorrow, he will handle the hospital matters. Get ready all of you, you will be flying to Esteria in four days and that’s my final verdict," Noah announced, his words full with finality.
The air surrounding all of them turned cold, almost chilly. There was complete pin drop silence for a few seconds. None of them dared to speak a word against their father’s commands. After all, he was the Lycan King and his orders must be obeyed, whether they were onboard or not.
Both, Moon Shine Pack and Blue Mountain Pack (Sara’s Father’s Pack) have been targeted by rogue wolves in recent past, along with their neighboring and ally pack’s. The attacks have been more brazen and more brutal than ever before. So, after conducting few intensive etings about how to counter them, all of them ca to a unanimous decision to join forces with Jacob Larson, the Vampire Clan’s head.
As the superior and the more dominant wolf, Noah took on the task and contacted Jacob’s side and after much talk Jacob agreed but he added a condition that it would have to be Noah’s four son’s who will visit his place to negotiate for the deal.
Noah and Sara, at first, were against this term but they had no choice as it wasn’t only their matter but a lot of other pack’s needed aide as soon as possible. Many small packs were on the verge of collapse due to the rogue’s barbaric attacks.
Although, it wasn’t official but the rumor was that, a lot of other powerful pack’s who were at odds with the Everests family has been backing the Rogue King and providing help to that side. That is why, it had turned into such a chaotic ss.
"That’s all. Return to your whatever you were doing," Noah dismissed all of them and one by one all the Everests siblings left the study room.
As soon as they ca out of the study, Dion, with one hand resting on his waist while the other tousled his copper hair, he comnted, "Arghh .... I really hate that one fifty year old pretentious man. Why do you guys think he put such a condition?"
"ONE FIFTY~?" Nora was bewildered, "Are you kidding ? Not fifty ... or even seventy but ..... he is one~ fifty~ years~ old?"
Alaric nodded at her, "Yes, he is, because he isn’t like us or like other humans. None of the vampires are." Then he turned to Dion and replied, "I sll sothing fishy as well. He has always held a grudge against the forr Alpha King of Moon Shine Pack, Lucius Everests. He must be plotting sothing."
"OR maybe not," Brave comnted. "Rember, last year, when that child from the Clinton family got sick and we needed that rare herb which only was available in his territory. He did cooperate with us."
"In return, he demanded one of our island’s rich in fauna. And, this ti we don’t know what absurd demand he will propose," Elio said, as he rembered his last year’s visit to Hobaltan.
"From what I know, he is a clever person. Let’s see why would he want four Lycan wolves on his territory," Brave, the rational one, spoke.
They all sighed in unison as everyone’s mind was jumbled up with thoughts.
This past year has been rough on all of them. After Myra and her family’s disappearance, they left no stone unturned to search for them. But even after so many days have passed and so much effort, they got no information or any clue about her.
They even put tails behind the Miracle’s close acquaintances, including the Yates, but even then, they got no success.
The person who suffered the heaviest blow was Nora. After getting news and collapsing, she beca withdrawn and quiet. She poured herself into work and spent most of her ti at the office, doing odd jobs. But after several months of intensive therapy, she sohow ca to term with Myra’s abandonnt.
After saying their parts, all of them returned back to their respective rooms or works they were doing.
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anwhile in Esteria, after spending so quality ti at the beach, Myra and her crew went back to the University. As dusk was setting, Fabian drove them all the way to Myra’s current ho.
"Why don’t you co inside for tea or coffee? Mom and Dad will be thrilled to have you," Myra said. By now, William and Sandra were quite familiar with Fabian. Wendy was a fan of him and always, urged Myra to grab him, as if a he was so chocolate bar.
With a smile full of gratitude, he replied, "Maybe another ti. I have to so pending work waiting for ." He was glad that Myra didn’t distance herself because of the earlier incident.
Myra nodded n understanding as Yelena patted his shoulder and said, "Then, see you on Monday, Mr. Peacock Stephens."
After saying their goodbyes, both Yelena and Myra went inside the house. Fabian waited for them and as the door shut, his smile faltered, replaced by sothing indescribable. His house was not far from Myra’s as he was one of the professors at the university. But instead of going there, he took a detour and drove all the way to the main house.
His close aide, Gunnar, the scar faced guy, stood at the entrance. He has been waiting for Fabian’s arrival.
The car ca to a stop. As he stepped out of his car, Gunnar greeted him, "Young master, your grandfather has been waiting for your arrival."
Fabian uttered nothing but his face turned serious. "Where is he?"
"He is in his study," Gunnar replied, his voice subservient.
Without another word, Fabian made his way inside and straight to his grandfather’s study.
As he reached the massive sandalwood door, he knocked thrice on it. After a deliberate minute of heavy pause, a voice ca from inside the study, "Co in."
Fabian exhaled a sigh and entered the room. He made his way to the middle and said, "Grandfather, Gunnar told , you called for ."
Fabian’s grandfather, who was settled on his study chair, his back towards Fabian, said, "Where have you been? I tried contacting you but ... you never answered. Do you think so little of this old man?"
"It is nothing like that, grandfather. I was busy in a eting," Fabian comnted hurriedly.
He heard a light chuckle, as his grandfather comnted, with a peculiar tone, "Ohh really, what eting, may I know?"
"It was a personal eting," Fabian left it at that.
"Personal, you say. Is it the girl we are sponsoring? Ummm~ ..... what is her na again .... My~ .... my~ .... Ahaaa ...... Myra Miracle, right? Is she the one whom you were having a eting with, Fabian?" his grandfather, Jacob Larson, turned around as he asked him.
"We weren’t alone. Yelena Yates was also present as well," Fabian comnted.
Jacob arched his brow with interest as he said, "You have been getting quite close to those two human girls. Be careful. If you show too much interest, people will pick on it and you know what will happen next."
Fabian pursed his lips tightly as he uttered, "I will be more careful in the future, grandfather."
"Good, now onto the important topic. You ...... why are you still standing like a log .... Take a seat, first," Jacob muttered casually.
Rubbing his nose, Fabian took a seat, opposite Jacob as he asked, "What is the important matter you have called for, grandfather?"
"The heirs of the Lycan King are going to visit Esteria soon," Jacob jumped straight to the point.
"By the heirs of the Lycan King ...... you an ...... those four Young Alpha’s," Fabian’s eyes widened at Jacob’s words. "They are coming here? But why? Why all of a sudden?"
"They are coming her to negotiate a deal with us," Jacob answered calmly.
"But what has it got to do with ?" Fabian’s eyebrows narrowed as he questioned.
"You will have to arrange for their accommodation as they will be staying here for at least a week. Make sure, there is no complacency. I don’t want a single error from your side Fabian," Jacob leaned forward and placed his hands on his desk as he said these words.
"And if I refuse?" Fabian shot back. For so reason, he wasn’t fond of werewolf kind, especially those of the Lycan blood, although he has never t them before.
"It is not up for discussion young man," Jacob gave him a bone chilling smile as he added, "You WILL, have to follow orders. If you want to keep your secret from YOUR NEW FRIENDS."
"Mr. Larson, are you threatening ?" Fabian gritted his teeth, seething in anger. He was losing his composure.
To Be Continued . . . . . . .
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