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The door to that world was hidden within the White Claw Pack, and Bella was my key. "Suit yourselves, then," I said, the weight of their ignorance heavy on my shoulders as I stood up and left the room. Once inside my own space, I pulled out my phone, my fingers trembling slightly as I opened the picture I captured from the tome that Uncle Simon had entrusted to my brother and me. It held the secrets I was determined to uncover. The book appeared to be a relic from a long-gone era, shrouded in mystery. Surprisingly, none of the Lockwoods had ever heard of it. Uncle Simon had discovered it hidden in the depths of the Wolf's Council library—a treasure beyond imagination.

Just silence. Shit. I was on my own. Merritt pulled the car to a smooth stop in front of the consortium’s main entrance, and an uneasy rhythm began to drum against my ribcage. The structure towered over Lockhart Digital Entertainment at least twice the size and every inch of it belonged to the Lockharts. I craned my neck, trying to catch a glimpse of the top, and my breath snagged mid-lung. Just the sight of it was overwhelming. Inside, I approached the front desk.

My son-in-law, Thomas Clifford, frowned at me and said, "Fiona, this coat has always been stored in the closet in the second bedroom. You're the only one who has worn it in the past few days. No one else has touched it, so the money that was inside…" He didn't finish his sentence, but the accusation in his words was crystal clear. I looked at my daughter, Hannah Westfield, and waited for her input. I didn't expect her to stretch out her hand toward me.

CHAPTER 33 ALPHA LINCOLN'S POV I and Sean walked into my office to sit down and get a good look at the book my father had given to us. Since Sean was here, I decided to read it out for both of us to hear at the same time, to save time. "THE SOULBOUND LOCKET", was the title of the book and when we opened it, there was a drawing of the Locket. It was ancient from the looks of things as expected and an ornate piece that was crafted with ethereal silver. To add it up the Locket was adorned with enchanting gemstones.

Star reached into her large handbag and pulled out the heavy leather-bound book. Dropping it on the table, she smirked in satisfaction when small particles of dust lifted from the surface, “This book contains every detail my father has collected on the Lockwood pack over the past ten years, it has everything from maps of the territory to patrol routines.” Stone’s greedy gaze fell on the book, but something in his gaze told her he wasn’t going to make it easy. “If your father had so much information on the pack, why did he never attack?” Stone’s eyes narrowed.

Inside the room, I found a small wooden table, a bookshelf full of books, and a comfortable armchair. “If it weren't for the dust, this place would be a perfect refuge for studying and reading,” I thought aloud as I examined the titles on the shelf. A book with a sturdy cover and a wolf emblem caught my attention. I tried to open it, but a lock protected its pages. I decided to apply some force, and it wasn't long before the lock yielded to my pressure. The title of the book was intriguing: “THE LEGACY OF THE MYSTICAL MOON PACK: THE RISE OF THE ALPHAS!”

Apart from the fact that I thought I saw a figure lounging around in the shadows, my curiosity ate me away. I pushed open the car door and hurried across the parking lot to the side door of the warehouse. I kept a close eye on the shadows, but no matter who - or what - had been hanging around there, it was probably gone now. At least I didn't see anything suspicious anymore. The first thing I noticed about the door was the lock. Not only did it make me wonder, it raised a bunch of new questions, because this wasn't a zero-eight-fifteen piece that was completely rusty, no, it was a brand new security lock, like the ones they are supposed to be for the new buildings were used. Almost proless-p

"The tutoring coordinator. She sent us a message just now, claiming you covered up something involving Noah two years ago. Something similar to what's happening now." Lockwood was quiet for a long moment, his jaw working, exhaustion and something like old, buried guilt settling heavy over his weathered features. Finally, he sighed, sinking into his chair. "Sit down," he said quietly. "Both of you. This is a longer story than you're expecting."

“Get the first aid med kit from the lower drawer. The wound bled again and it's uncomfortable." “Ohhh. Okay," I said, my voice low. Why was I feeling dejected? I walked over to the drawer, bent down and opened it. As I took out the med kit and was about to close the drawer, my eyes fell on a book with the title “LUX BAR" boldly engraved at the top. The cover picture showed there was a picture of the same bar I worked at. My heart sank to my stomach. Why was it here? Why did Conrad have it with him? My breath became slightly uneven as I stared at the book lying there.

I'm gone. I'm sorry. I don't quite remember the circumstances that got me to you specifically. The day I layed my eyes on you in that pool area, I felt an emotion awaken in me. I felt the need to protect you. I always thought you needed me to protect you but, it was me who needed you more than you needed me. You completed me. You still complete me. You gave me a son. You brought out the best and the worst. Showed me a true purpose I would have loved to pursue: Having you and Mars and bein a family. So thank you for being by my side even when I was a danger to the both of you. Thank you for being able to take the intiative if leaving, giving him away to protect him. Thank you for loving me th