Daxon Atlas Walker(Wild Men Series #7)

After meeting Elliot, I came home trying to talk to my twin sister as I know she was upset to witness my argument with our father. She is not home so I chose to stay here in my room before my dad will come out and we will end up in a fracas again. My bed is comfy and invites me to have a rest but my dad's voice is echoing in my mind. I looked up at the ceiling thinking that I can find an answer to my confused mind. I don't know what to decide, whether to listen to my dad or just let it go. When I contacted Elliot for help, he didn't agree with it. What I mean is, he was shocked about the cult. Sino ba naman kasi ang hindi magugulat? Sino ang mag-aakalang gano'n ang trabaho ng lolo ko? I don't know either if it is true or not. Basta narinig ko lang minsang nagtatalo sina mommy at daddy noon bago pa man kami na-kidnap at namatay si mommy. I had a chance then to asked mom but she told me to shut my mouth that is why no one knows, even Devon and only this time that I told my cousin about

"Can you elaborate on what are you talking about. . .Grandpa?" nang-uuyam na tanong ko kay lolo. Pagkalabas ko ng banyo ay agad niya akong kinausap. Ni hindi ako inayang kumain man lang muna sa halip ay alak ang inihanda para sa akin kaya lalong uminit ang ulo ko sa mga sinasabi niyang hindi ko maintindihan. Ni damit ay wala akong pagpilian dahil nakahanda na agad ito sa aking paglabas. Ayon dito ay ipinahanda niya ito sa kanyang mga tauhan. Napaismid ako. "Look! This room is creepy. I can't live in this dark room with giant candles lit up, draperies that are dancing with the breeze- "Atlas- "Daxon!" putol ko sa kanyang pagsasalita, "my friends and people in the Philippines are calling me Daxon or Dax whatever, just don't call me Atlas. I'm not a book!" inis ko pang wika. Grandpa scoffs. "Mana ka talaga sa akin."Tumungga ito ng alak mula sa kanyang kopita at saka muli akong tiningnan nang matiim. "I'm not! Hindi ako magiging lider nitong kulto mo!" mariin kong wika. Halos mabas

With my hands in my pockets, I am standing firmly, looking at the vast field of vines from where I stand. We are at the terrace of Atlas Sanctuary facing the grape farm. The breeze is soothing and warm which gives me calmness, ready to hear what my grandpa is going to tell me. "I want you to be my successor, Atlas."I scoff and turned abruptly toward Grandpa who is standing just a couple of meters away from me. The same as me, his hand in his pockets, one holding his walking stick, and facing the fields. I'm not surprised anymore as I expected him to tell me to be the leader of the group. "Lo, look! That is your cult, not mine! Why should I lead them?" agad na kontra ko sa sinabi ni lolo. "As I said, it's not a cult!" Mabilis na tanggi ulit ni lolo. "I created this group for you. I promised that this is for my first grandson." "Doing all activities, illegally? Grandpa, I may be tenacious at times but I didn't see myself leading a group that will go against the law," I answered co

"Kaito!"Out of my unfathomable anger and frustration, my voice boomed and reverberated all over the place when I called his name.He stopped and gently stood while calmly meeting my intense gaze like he didn't care what angered me. "Is there any problem, Monsieur Atlas?" he asked and smiled thinly. Lalong uminit ang ulo ko nang ngumiti siya. Kulang na lang ang bumuga ako ng apoy na parang dragon sa sobrang inis sa kanya. "Will you stop smiling and tell me directly what we're going to do here?" I asked impatiently. I don't care if he is older than me. I am extremely mad at him for ignoring my query. "Meditation," he answered, shortly. "For what?" angil ko sa kanya. "To help you contemplate and will be able to come up with a right decision. You know what I'm talking about, right?" "I'm not dumb not to understand. What I don't understand is that I've been asking you a couple of times but you didn't answer me directly. Is this part of the rules here?" "Watashi no warui, musshuato

"Do I have to say it again?" Ichiro said in sarcasm with his brow raised to tease me. "Don't tell me you're going to go with me to the Philippines?" "Why not? Wouldn't you like me to go with you?" he asked in return. "Just imagine, in this building, there are people who are secretly unhappy because of your arrival. What if they were the people that your grandpa happened to choose to accompany you to go back home? Do you think you will be safe?" Hindi ako nakaimik. Ichiro has a point. I don't fully trust him but been with him during training and I can say that he is loyal to my grandpa. He can't betray him easily by hurting me in case. Besides, he is not interested in leading the group so he was surely not going to kill me to remove me as Grandpa's successor. "How can I be so sure that I'll be safe with you?" Ichiro laughed maniacally. Para itong baliw na basta na lang tumawa kahit hindi naman nakakatawa ang tanong ko. "It's not funny, Ichiro! I'm asking you seriously because I d