Later on that night...
A group of angry werewolves stood before the large gates leading into the Arcorys compound.
They looked furious, and very much unwilling to let the vampire standing on the other side of the gate enter.
Percival walked in between them as they parted for him until he reached the front of the gates.
And there, it was Wilson standing alone beyond the threshold. His eyes remained steady despite the hostility surrounding him.
"I don’t know what has been going on," he said, "but I need you to understand sothing, my father wasn’t part of them."
Percival looked at him for a second, then nodded. "I know."
Then he gestured inward, "Let him in."
The wolves stiffened at that, but Percival didn’t look back at them. Instead, he turned and made his way back inside.
Wilson exhaled and walked in gently as the gates were opened for him.
In the last two days, he had gone back to confirm with his father, and it turned out exactly as he had said.
Lord Heydrich knew nothing about it. The movents of the family leaders aligned with Desdemona had all been arranged in secret.
It was Loretta, his sister and Wilson’s aunt, who had been behind it.
Wilson had passed the information to Ethan, who then relayed it to Percival.
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The estate grounds had been cleared, and at the mid-point, four bodies lay arranged side by side.
They were covered in white, with only their faces exposed. Their hair was neatly brushed, their beards trimd, and their faces clean.
These bodies were laid on a stack of wood and stone that raised them up.
Asides Marvin, the other three were wolves who died in battle against the Family Heads.
And around these bodies, the werewolves of the family gathered. They ford a wide circle, and within it rose a stacked structure of wood, serving as fuel for the burning flas.
It looked like a bonfire gathering.
This was their tradition; returning their dead to fla, and, as they believed, to the moon.
Tonight, no one cried. The grief was there, but it now it was mostly just resolve.
Among the wolves, were the mbers of House Stark; Ethan, Eduardo, Francesca, Ishtar and Valerie.
And then, the rest of the team; Bettie, Lucy, Wilson and Aliyah whose fingers tightly interlocked with Percival’s.
Isabella was there as well, but she stood behind the mbers of House Stark.
Directly in-front of these bodies was an elder. That was what they called them in wolf tradition. The oldest persons amongst the mbers of the clan.
This old woman was the caster, moving slowly as she traced symbols in the air with her hands, murmuring the words of the burial rites.
When she finished and stepped back, they ca forward one by one as they were ready.
Haley stepped in first, and stood in front of Marvin. For a mont, she didn’t speak as their eyes welled again.
But she didn’t want to cry. She had cried enough. So, she took a breath in and said, "I’ll watch over them, All of them... I promise."
She lingered a second longer, then walked over to the other bodies.
Percival ca next and stood there longer than Hayley there. But in his case, he couldn’t hold the tears back as they rolled down his cheek.
"You were the best Dad anyone could ever ask for.. I won’t disappoint you"
He gave nod, then turned and walked away.
Ethan stepped forward. "Tonight, we put you to rest, Mr. Marvin....But co tomorrow, they will all answer for it."
He stepped away, and one by one, the others followed.
They said words of their own and when it was all done, the white cloths were drawn up to cover their faces.
The elder raised her hand and suddenly flas took over, burning high and bright.
The wolves stood in silence as it did, saying their goodbyes for the last ti.
——
So ti passed.
The fire still burned, but as it did Ethan turned towards Eduardo and Valerie, then gave a nod.
They understood.
Without a word, they stepped away from the gathering and moved toward the vehicle at so corner in the compound.
When Eduardo opened trunk, Valerie waved her hand and the cloaking spell unraveled, revealing Andrea bound in chains.
Eduardo reached in and dragged her out. The chains clinked harshly against themselves as she was pulled forward.
Minutes later...
Ethan stepped back into the center of the gather. "Everyone, I’d like your attention."
The wolves turned towards him at first
But the mont Eduardo and Valerie approached, dragging Andrea between them, the wolves sensed her presence and turned in their direction.
Their growls grew louder as transformations began to take hold. They wanted her head so badly.
Haley and Percival looked surprised at the sight as Andrea was brought forward and forced to a stop in their midst.
Bella sighed and made her way out from among them toward her car. Even though she felt no pity for Andrea, she couldn’t bring herself to watch her sister face whatever wrath the wolves were about to te out.
Ethan walked toward Andrea, and began. "Thanks to Eduardo, she was captured."
He began circling .
"And I brought her here tonight, because we believe the only ones who should pass judgnt on her... is this house."
He stopped behind her. Then drove his foot into the back of her knee.
Andrea dropped instantly as the impact forced her down onto both knees, chains rattling sharply.
Haley stepped forward and stared down at her.
For a mont, she said nothing and showed no visible emotion.
Then, slowly, she turned away, rolling her shoulders. "Unchain her."
Ethan turned towards her with a surprised look.
Hayley t his gaze
"Because there will be no fun in killing her, if she doesn’t fight back."
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