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MABEL. A day has passed since the entire ruckus. Arlan was back home and was resting in his room. For twenty-four hours, I haven't set my eyes on him. I was just too tired to move. I didn't want the same thing to repeat, so I stayed alone, thinking of every possible means to keep everyone safe from what I believe is a war coming. The human hunters were after me and my offspring, and I'm certain they won't stop until we are dead. But after thinking and rolling on the bed for several hours, I came up with nothing that sounded like a serious plan. Just fight them head-on. That was all, and for some reason, it sounded like a bad plan. A sigh left my lips for the third time since I woke up. I fastened the last strap of rope on my dress, then took a glance at myself. My hair was neatly done, let down in a thick cascade that fell all the way to my back, mildly hooking on the back straps I just fastened with much difficulty. I brushed my hair a bit with my hands, made a confident pose be

KYRAN. To me, the elders going into seclusion looked like they already saw this coming. This was how they behaved. Like gods who already knew everything before it even happened. It was almost like they enjoyed watching the show, and only intervened when it meant the entire werewolf clan going extinct. That, and the position of supreme leader. For every other thing, they rarely ever cared “You came?” Mabel asked, walking towards me. “Why isn't it Evie?” “Are you coming with me or not?” I asked instead, ignoring her question. “And what about the car? What would happen to it?” She asked. “We can't leave it here.” “Not many people drive this way. People who do wouldn’t care about a car.” “Still?” I sighed, then walked to the other side and opened the door for her first. “I will send someone to pick it up. That's okay?” Her gaze lingered on me, but she didn't seem to have anything to say. At least, not yet. She got into the car, and I did the same, and reversed the car. It got

MABEL. I got back into my room, my hands on my chest as I tried to calm my raging heartbeat. I don't understand why my heart was beating fast, or why I somehow ended up imagining him still standing close to me, but I soon snapped out of it.I called Ralph’s number, and he answered immediately.“Hello?” I called out, and I heard nothing but the sound of a chair scraping on the floor and a tsk sound. “You already know why I am calling, don't you?” I asked. “I was expecting it.” “Then will you help me?” I asked this time, and I heard a low murmur at the other end that I couldn't make out. It was as if he was either calculating the situation or he was actively in a conversation with someone next to him, or I just heard it wrong. I would go with the last one. “It depends on —” “I would offer weapons to stay on the safe side, and the right to use the serum,” I cut him off. I took the phone off my ear for a beat, then turned on the loudspeaker. “The right to use the serum? What serum?

KYRAN. The shock written all over her face slowly disappeared. She nodded. “Mhm, let's talk then.” I stepped out of the way, giving her room to walk out. She did, and locked the door behind her. Her hands remained on the door for a second too long, before she let go of it, and walked ahead of me. We got down the stairs, but she stopped moving. Below was Ma Jean, and pa Vale waiting for her, rubbing their hands together. They were dressed in loose clothes with Jade beads round their wrists, and an especially worried scrunch visible on their forehead. Mabel turned to me, and gave me this look that asked what they were doing in the palace. “Silas would attack the border soon, we can't stay back, and do nothing,” I said first, but her eyes didn't leave me. “I thought you might want to see them first before going.” That was when she averted her gaze from me, then continued downwards. I remained on the stairs for a while watching her silhouette which had gone stiff. Ma Jean rushed to

MABEL. I was about to reply to Jared, but Kyran beat me to it. “How about I kill you first, Jared?” Jared’s fingers curled as he took a step forward, but Silas stepped into his path. The quiet authority in the movement stopped Jared cold, forcing him to take a step back. He was like a fucking puppet. As if Silas promised them something so tempting that they were willing to follow him like mindless dogs. And that included Zachary too. He stood there, looking lazy, but his eyes were on me. Those dark eyes. It was as if he was waiting for the line to be drawn so that he could attack. As expected, Zachary would do anything for his benefit. He could easily betray Silas, as much as he could also support him.“Mabel,” Silas started. His voice had a tremor, as if he was itching to shed so much blood to quench his bloodlust. He looked like he had spent all his time experimenting on himself. He looked so pale, like death itself. “Since you are here, all you have to do is kneel and apologise.