Sheriff Hardin was fast asleep on the hospital waiting bench while Joan was in the ward with Harley; he’s had a rough and unexplainable night. Between keeping Joan calm and trying to look like he himself has it all under control, Harley stopped breathing at the point and Joan nearly tore her hair out of her scalp as she lost it. Another one of her daughter dead, in the space of just two days that they had a funeral of the other one But luckily Doctor Alvin was able to revive her with the defibrillator, He wasn’t sure it’d work but he gave it a try and thanks to God it worked because she jerked right back up and almost everyone exhaled at the same time. She’s been asleep since and under the watchful eyes of Joan with the heart monitor keeping tracks on her heartbeat.“Hardin” he heard a female voice call softly from his sleep and struggled to keep his eyes open“Hardin wake up, you need to go home” Joan tapped him slightly , groaning slightly he opened his eyes and tried to get hi

*****************************************************There was a new threat in town now, The Alpha pack. One that neither Roman nor Lucas could match in strength. Physical strength hasn’t been tested yet but Roman already knows he’d be bested in that too. He was new to this werewolf thing, there were some rules he never took to heart. He had seen them in movies but he didn’t know they apply physically and one of them is that an alpha must always have a pack. Either you were made in a lab or you are a true born werewolf. Another thing that amazed him is that he saw true werewolves, wolves that weren’t made like him and to make it even an honorable sight he saw alphas. But for now his attention has turned from Harley to Legion and his pack of deadly wolves.Roman and Lucas took it upon themselves to go into town and follow them at the expense of him possibly being found out by either his father or grandfather.“I suddenly feel like we’re Damon and Stephan in vampire diaries, except I

He exhaled and shook his head in disappointment as he saw his son on the floor who seemed to have fallen backwards from his chair in front of his computer. “Dylan what….”he exhaled excruciatingly again “what in the Jesus Christ are you doing lying around on the floor boy?” he placed his hand on his duty belt as he watched Dylan struggle to get off the floor.“Dad, listen to me I’ve been trying to pinpoint the murders happening for the past few months and I think I might have a theory” he rushed towards his clue board where he taped a lot of pictures attached to a red string“Look at these murders dad, how come they only happen to teenagers? What if-what if this is some sort of sacrifice” he added in an enthusiastic yet trying to be persuasive tone“Sacrifice?” Sheriff Hardin repeated mockingly as he changed his position, with his hands now folded together “What makes you think you can crack this case? The whole police department couldn’t find shit that would lead us to anything

Even if Roman would never see his brother ever again, he knew he had another one he could always count on. “Roman come take a look” His attention shifted to where Lucas was standing by a flipped over tent, and he walked over. “See this” Lucas walked over to a tree few inches away from the fallen tent, there were three scratch marks on it. Roman placed his hand on it and backed away, before his eyes met Lucas. “12 was here, he did this” he stated and Lucas exhaled before opening the tent, trying to look for other clues. His eyes caught a jersey that had the a black hawk logo on it with a title “Black hills high” Lucas entered the tent to reach for the Jersey, “We’re not supposed to be touching stuff Lucas, we don’t want to get our fingerprints on anything that could compromise us enough” Roman warned as he started getting on the lookout before anyone finds them there Lucas came back out with the Jersey, “The Victim was a student of this school and her name is Sophie” he turne

Harley inhaled deeply before walking inside the class, she and Henry happened to be in the same class. Her eyes caught Roman’s who was sitting behind her desk and Lucas who was sitting beside his. Followed by amber who wouldn’t stop giving her death stares, but Harley wasn’t feeling threatened by Amber. For all she knew, it was Amber who was always feeling like she was in a competition with Harley. Both are equally beautiful, successful, rich parents and even though Harley doesn’t want the attention she gets she’s still popular. The only difference between the two girls is their IQ, Harley’s IQ is larger. She hung her bag at the edge of her chair as she took a seat, Soon a brown haired, petite with an hourglass figure woman walked in wearing a fine black faux leather trouser with a brown turtle neck. Her hair was pulled into a bun and the glass frame on her pointed nose settled perfectly. “Morning Class, How are we all doing today? I know it’s been a pretty rough week for some o