It had been about half an hour since we had arrived here and had researched the local supernatural populace. Seb had come with the required tea and biscuits and had left again just as quickly. Rem was in full work mode and I was happily helping him. That was when I heard the quick click-clack sound of heels on wooden flooring. Someone, a woman, was racing in our direction. I heard her before Rem was even aware she had entered the library. I looked up towards the open doorway of the hidden room and waited. “What’s wrong?” Rem asked though he didn’t take his eyes off of the notes he was going over. However, before I could say anything at all, the high-pitched squealing of a woman echoed out into the library. “Rath!” Rem flinched. I blinked as a tall woman in heels almost skidded around the corner and peered right at me. She had long blonde hair, which fell in natural twirls. Her eyes were that wonderful bright blue, which

The drive further into the city was quiet. I had finally explained in full to Rem who I was going to talk with. At first, he hadn’t really comprehended that there was a large group of Ancient Ones camping out in St. Paul’s Cathedral, but the more I spoke of their looks and manner of speaking, the more aware he was that I was telling the truth. He was silently trying to figure out what family they belonged to, but I had stumped him. He knew of Rakesh and his sister, but that was it. Even I didn’t know who or what they were when I first ran into them, but after I had fully awakened, the memories had flooded back. Rem had no such luck in gaining any memories from the spirit that had been reborn inside of him. “I didn’t keep it from you for any poor reasons,” I said, trying to break the silence. I wanted him to know that I had really wanted to explain things sooner. The truth was, I just didn’t know how to go about it without him being furious with

A full day had passed by the time the Hunters had returned with the information we needed to progress our search for those who were still living in or around the London area. A few werewolf families had moved to safer locations, but one or two remained, and I hoped we could convince them to join me. As for other supernatural beings, many of them remained in the city, as the Hunters had deemed them safe enough to remain. I was glad that the information would be more than enough to help the Ancient Ones find these beings and convince them to join our cause. I reached out with my mind and relayed the locations to them. With most of my memories returning and knowing that they had kept their minds open to me, it wasn’t a hard task. With how many of them helping us there were, I knew this would not take long at all. Rem and the Hunters of London had gone to do their own recruiting. However, convincing humans to help wasn’t always easy. Those who were

It took a solid moment for Dave to stop freaking out about Rem having a werewolf boyfriend. I wasn’t sure if he would ever stop trying to lecture Rem about it all. Luckily, the shop was rather quiet, so no one could hear him ranting and raving about werewolves and their annoying attempts at trying to force their will on others. Rem rolled his eyes as Dave tried to re-start the argument all over and moved to grab the shop floor keys from behind the desk. He seemed to make himself right at home in Dave’s shop. He locked the door and then tossed the key back over to Dave, who caught it with no issue. “Are you even listening to my complaints here, Rath!?” Dave called over to Rem as I just stood there like an idiot as I watched my lover and this short, stocky little man with fiery red hair and a bushy beard argue back and forth. “Not even a little,” Rem replied with an indifferent tone of voice. He then moved over to my side and pointed towa

We arrived back in Cardiff a little over midday. Rem’s parents travelled with us to keep us all together rather than splitting us up. By the time we arrived, Mrs Emerson was outside, waiting with an impatient look. On seeing us exiting the car, she nodded once to Rem’s parents and then looked back at Rem and said, “why did you not come back with the others? We have information on that clan of werewolves.”“We had to confirm some information on our side,” Rem said as he glanced at me briefly. He then adds, “and my mother was resolved to keep us another night to get to know Zach better.” He motioned for us all to head inside. “Let’s talk inside though, and we, uh, will have a large group of guests coming here tonight,” he said, seeming uneasy, which his grandmother picked up on easily.“Who have you both convinced to join us?” Mrs Emerson questioned