جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 40

Moments later, on the same day, Jacob was fulled in with information of the Witch Olga seen in the woods, by the lake. His first instinct was to meet her. But he should be back tracking on his words and remember how the witch might have been contacted - or even made a pact with - by Jean."Are we going there right now?" I asked the male who nodded."Jean might be there. It's your shared territory." I add again."I don't care. I've met him when I was taking you from him already. I don't mind meeting my lovely brother once or twice with no purpose." My lips turn to one side as I give him an expression of discontent."He wouldn't be there, Lesley. Don't worry." With the hope that Jean wouldn't be there to witness our talk with Olga, we quickly form a team and leave. The team includes three trained and seasoned deltas who shall protect our backs along with Victor as the beta, suggesting Jacob anything wise. If there was anything wise that shall spill out of his mouth that is."There she i

That evening, I decided I would gift the man an experience with me. I could not be the best guide around here, but I know he will like th"e gift I've prepared for him."Why would you want me to come with you there again?" He asked, being dragged around aimlessly towards the outer territory of his pack. There was only a smile on my face, nothing else."It is a surprise, like I said. Do not worry about any of the things that follow, Jacob. Just...Trust me. Will you?" His eyebrow which raises tells me he isn't going to trust me any time sooner even if I tell him to."Fine. It's not my attempt to run away, mind you. I just want to play a game with you." His eyebrows crushed even further into each other."A game? Lesley, I have better things to do back at the pack house." Acting offended, I placed my hand on my heart and gasped."How rude of you to tell me this. I- you have better things to do than spend time with me? I'm offended, Jacob." He clicks his

I watch him roll something between a set of leaves with all the concentration he had. When the end of the roll meets the base, he licks the edge with the tip of his tongue and seals it.My eyes glimmer with excitement as he clicks his finger, and the rolled leaves were introduced to the fire coming from the tip of his finger. It smelled like smoke, but a different flavor."I put selected cranberry leaves in this for you." Said the man, showing me how to use the cigarette. He looks at me with love in his eyes as we sit facing each other, naked, on the grass which was irritating our skin."It smells nice." I say, taking the freshly rolled leaves from his hand. Taking a puff, I enjoy the quick high it gives me."Humans are way too creative." Said Jacob, to which I couldn't help but agree. The rolled leaves lasted for more than fifteen puffs each. Grunting at the feeling, I fell on the grass and began contemplating life.Or perhaps it was because of the dried leaves I inhaled.Anyway, mom

JACOB'S POVWhen you're at the top of the food chain, nothing natter except for your own heart and your stomach. Combine both, and you'll feel something called the gut feeling. Every predator has that.As a demon, I have it even more.After talking to Charles Glen just moments ago in our head space, I've concluded one thing.He will not aid us with anything further.Besides, I've been thinking about something as well.These rogues that I'm fostering like a mother wolf...are they necessary? Can they make themselves useful for me? For this war?Or will they switch sides with the one that wins too?There you go, Jean.You've officially got yourself on my head, again. Showing your superiority over me.I admit. You're the smart brother, I'm the dumb one.But you know what's more special about the dumb, elder sibling as always?Luck is always on their side.Let's say, my luck came in the form of the

New York is such a city that even night has the life of the day. Beside the hotel room was some festival going on. Humans are loud with their traditions. They do not follow their customs systematically. It's almost as if they perform folklore and dances in front of people in a closed area, lasting more than three hours and as loud as an earthquake.After a night full of misery, we found peace in the morning and slept till evening. I don't know about the other two in other rooms. But Lesley was curled up like a kitten as her head rested on my chest."Did I wake you up?" I ask in a soft voice, after shifting my arm to get cozy. She shook her head."You're so dumb, Lesley.""I thought you knew that about me." Says my girl."Good one." I appreciate the comeback. However, we were still too late for our mission. Hence, I collect the other two in our room. We begin our discussion about the human suspect Charles has said about."I've done something