From Frying Pan to Strange Fire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

The atmosphere surrounding the girls dampened after they boarded the plane. Their initial chatty and happy mood switched to a strange melancholy once they were seated comfortably beside each other, lost in their thoughts. “This is risky.” Grace broke the silence, speaking with a low voice, knowing that one of Roman’s men boarded the plane alongside them to provide extra security. Although he sat a distance away from them to afford them privacy and space, Grace still had the need to speak in an almost whisper tone. “I know it is.” Joan responded in the same tone of voice, shutting her eyes. “Then can you not try to escape? I think it's better he lets you go himself instead of you getting into trouble for doing exactly what he said you shouldn't do.” Grace advised in a pleading voice.“I still think he mentioned that I shouldn't escape because he actually wanted me to. If I don't take that offer, I'll be blamed for coming back to him.” Joan insisted and Grace let out a frustrated sig

At the tone of Williams' voice, and the look on his face, Roman knew he was not going to like what he was about to hear. So he didn't even bother to utter a word. Instead, he raised a brow, waiting for Williams to complete what he wanted to say.“The key to killing you has been found, Rome. And it is buried inside of the woman you married.” Williams revealed, pausing for a moment when he observed Roman's countenance changed slightly. “Elena saw tragedy in your future, avoidable tragedy and she advised we act fast to avoid it. You are too important to the werewolf community, Rome, so the only way to avoid losing you is to eliminate your wife.” Immediately the last line of the sentence dropped from Williams lips, a deadly punch came flying toward his face, one which he barely avoided by moving his head quickly to the side. The wall behind his head received the brunt of the attack as the impact left a depression on it as the surface broke down.Williams widened his eyes in surprise.“Sa

"Why did you want to see me, Mrs Elvin?" Roman probed, watching the omega keenly. He wondered what Williams meant by the note. The woman was clearly a werewolf and had no trace of witch blood running in her veins. However, Williams was no ordinary wolf. If he had suspected something, then Roman knew there has to be something. Williams was never wrong, especially when it came to any matter involving witchcraft."I came to you because I am too ashamed to see Joan. I have wronged her in more ways than I can count." Mrs Elvin started, lowering her eyes as she spoke, only lifting them occasionally to stare briefly at him. "I can't face her and I don't think she will ever forgive me fully. But it's time for me to do the right thing and I think you are in the best position to help me out." She paused.Recalling that Trevor had earlier told him that he could win Joan's heart by winning her mother over to his side, Roman was tempted to ask her what she wanted him to do for her so that he could

Joan woke up with a start, only to discover she was sweating profusely even with the AC turned on. Her brows knitted as she wondered why the strange dream she had the day before came back to her. A knock interrupted her thoughts and Grace's voice filtered in. “Jo, are you up?” Before she could respond, Grace opened the door and walked into the room, frowning when she set her eyes on her friend. “You look terrible. Have you been crying? And why are you sweating?” Grace asked in one breath, concern lacing her voice and features. “I'm not sure.” Joan rolled off the bed and headed to the bathroom. She was taken aback when she saw how red her eyes were through the mirror. That was when she understood why Grace had asked her if she had been crying.“Jo, are you okay?” She heard Grace ask from the bedroom and she let out a sigh. She didn't even know if she was okay or not anymore. “Yeah.” She responded from the bathroom. “I'll be out in a minute.” Joan went ahead to wash up before return

As the phone rang, Grace paced about the living room, waiting for Trevor to pick up the call. She had decided to call him after searching for Joan and the guard without any positive results. If the guard was with Joan, then Trevor would reach the guard on the phone since she doesn't have his number. He didn't pick up the first time, so she called again. “Miss Grace?” Trevor spoke when the call connected. “Mr. Baliante, sorry for bothering you so early in the morning. I can't find Joan. And I can't find the guard either. I thought he may have escorted her somewhere but I've searched everywhere and didn't find them, and it's been an hour now.” Grace poured out her reports and worries the moment she heard his voice, without giving him a chance to speak. “I’m not saying she's missing, but her phone is switched off and I don't have the guard's number. Can you call the guard to find out where they are? I'm dying of worry here.” Grace finally stopped talking.“Your friend is fine, Miss Gr