DAMON
After driving for about ten minutes, we got to the house. The gate was opened. His car door—the driver’s side—was also opened. The silence in the compound was deafening, I couldn't just hear my breathing loudly but Mason's too.
The place was dead silent.
We checked the car carefully, though not knowing what to look for. Or if we should be looking for anything. Perhaps, we hoped we would see something that would give us a clue where Kelvin was. Or we just stalling because we were scared to walk into the house. We were filled with fear, not of anything but for the safety of Kelvin and his family of three.
“Someone else was here.” Mason said.
“We don't know
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DAMONMalcolm George was Kelvin's closest friend in Landera and if anyone knew what was going on, it was Malcolm. Malcolm was a shapeshifter and also a lawyer based in Landera.Mason was on the wheels driving to Malcolm's home, singing and as usual, trying to hit the high notes.. which he fails every damn time.Malcolm lived in Landera but his house was at the other side of the town so it would take a little while before getting there.My phone rang. It was no one else but Anita. Anita! We hadn't spoken since the last time I saw her.I picked the call.“Hi there, it's Anita. How are you doing?&rd
LUCAS It was another day spent working hard, trying the spell Mrs Haughter gave me over and over again. I had tried it hundreds of times, I had even begun to feel the magic in me more than I usually did. Still, the bond bracelet was hung on my wrist, unmoved my all my efforts. Almost like it mocked me, telling me, “do all you want, buddy, you and I are it forever”. “I will never be rid of this cursed object." I let out in frustration. George, without looking at me, said, “With this attitude, you definitely won't be rid of it." He continued flipping the pages of one of my mother's spell book, while I read the one Mrs Haughter gave me. “You know I'm trying, i
TILDA School was kind of funny. Every year had a particular ‘vibe' it gave. The year we got into senior class, we were all nervous, at the very least. Rightfully so, cause there were many things that seemed out of place, and it was that way for everyone. For instance, some were worried about getting the right grades to get into the universities of their choice. Clearly, lot of brainiacs filled this category. There were those who were very worried about graduating from high school, these ones didn't even want to think about colleges, high school was trouble enough for them. There were also the ones who didn't really care about their exams and grades or anything academic related. They were thinking about their next steps in life, what they could do besides college and the path that has been mapped out for them since they were born.&nbs
EVELYN I had finally gotten my head around getting a Cafe, and it had been really slow. While starting anything was ever easy, especially a business, my not giving it enough of my time had so much to do with the slowness in getting everything together. I guessed I didn't expect half the drama I had had to face since returning to Woodhidge. It had literally been one drama to another, one weird situation to weirder one. Jeez, I need a goddamn break. I needed a little me time. A time where I could just go for a vacation or something; stay on a beach and read some romance. How I wish! The good thing was that I didn't really need money. My late parents weren't exactly super rich or anything like that—at least it didn't seem that way—but you could bet they had some fat savings. Thou
LUCAS George had gotten frustrated. . .I couldn't blame him, it wasn't undue. We should have met Declan, the Principal—and also my biological father who didn't know I existed—for help but I had kept pushing it. It was more than just being scared. I just didn't want him in my life, he didn't and could never have a space in my life and that was nothing but pure facts. . .to me, at least. I had grown without a father for all of my life. It wasn't easy, hell, it was horrible. Especially since I knew my Mum was lying to me about many things. I couldn't count how many nights I had wished he would come. I had created a fantasy where he was somewhere on some special classified mission doing stuffs many couldn't. . .like saving the world.
DAMON No one knew we had gotten into town. We had expected to arrive earlier but car troubles had other things in mind. “Why the f*ck should a rental have any issue? That's f*cking annoying, I should sue their f*cking asses!” Mason ranted. He was angry, that much was clear. But his anger had very little to do with the car having issues. He had been in and out of this mood since we left Landera. I guess being angry at everything was his own way of expressing his concern for Kelvin being missing, and also ‘cause our going to Landera didn't achieve much. “Just calm down, Mason, it's all fine.” “No it's not, rental companies should be more ethical than this, this is utter bullcrap.” I decided to allow him rant, he wasn't going to listen to anything I said in the kind of mood he was in. I left him and then headed home. Well, until I got thirsty for coffee and decided to hit the newly built cafe I spotted. Well, as pretty as it was, it wasn't yet operational. Some man that work
EVELYN Sometimes I think about life if I wasn't a witch. Everything will be so much easier. Not perfect, but way easier. At least, I wouldn't be scared that some agency could take my son and me to some stupid lab to do God-knows-what. “Okay, let me explain what is going to happen right now. I am going to ask you some questions and you will answer every one of them without any question or hesitation. You are following, right?” The short lady laughed hysterically. “That's not happening, no amount of torture will break me, trust me, I've gone through so many pieces of training and for so many years. Your magic means nothing to me.” The woman was really good at hiding how scared she was. This wasn't as easy as it sounded. “I believe you,” I said, whispering some words under my breath. The lady fell unconscious. “What's the next step?” Mason asked. “She has made it very clear that cooperating with her is, well, not happening.” “And we have to know all she knows,” Lucas added.
EVELYN “What will we do with her,” Damon asked. “We can't just let her go and can't keep her here forever, can we?”His thoughts were mine as well. Letting her just go off seemed silly and we couldn't keep her hostage forever. She was still a person after all. Luckily, Declan had an idea that was most preferable and most suitable for the predicament. He decided to compel her to go back to work as normal and tell whoever sent her that she couldn't find anyone. Meanwhile, she would be working for us and reporting to Declan as often as she could. Perfect this way. They all left a few minutes after we sent the lady away. Yeah, it was just Lucas and me in the house. As it has always been. We had a pretty simple dinner and went to bed early that night. It had been a long day. A very long one. Days passed and neither Lucas nor I addressed what happened that day. Honestly, we both tried to act like it didn't happen because talking about it brought only fear to us. “We need to talk,” I sa