Chapter 39
With a bright red face Fallen slipped out of the cabin. Ambrose grabbed three large jars and started to the room Kaleb and Freya are in. Clearing his throat I look up to him nodding towards the room. Following him, I go to help with whatever it is he needs. Making through the door he just hands me the jars and he starts pulling sting from his pocket. I am gonna have to ask about his pockets at some point cause how? “it would take too long to explain my pockets to you than it's worth.” a wave of his hand over his head. How does he keep doing that? You would think if he could hear my thoughts he would answer all my fucking questions. “I need you to hold his foot still while I put this in.” “huh?” I asked more out trying to process what he just said. Thank goodness for the first time since I met this man he didn’t have some snarky remark. He just let me work it out and make my way over. Setting the jars on the bed he shows me how he wants my hands and I do what he wants. In silence I watch him take a blue string and push it into Kaleb's pinky toe. Then string it to one of the jars. He then nods to repeat the process on Freya. Once the black cord is attached to Freya and the jar he then pulls a silver one and reaches over to the tube between them he ties it around the middle and then down to the jar. Once he let go I saw a drop in each jar. One drop at a time of blood is flowing into the jars. Only the jar in the middle is a silver color so not blood but I don’t know either.
“It's a soul link. Each bloodline has a soul link. When a soul is born a link to another is made from the same line. This is what you call a pack or family. You and the gamma said a bond with the young alpha but you don’t share a soul link. Your bonds are just as strong as this one just different. This is to help bloodlines and souls not mix too much to keep the verity of all things in balance. You know so you and your sister don’t become mates. So not only does the delta here share a familiar bond with our young alpha but they also share the same link with the witch here. Young master Philips's mother was a lovely young wolf who had a horrible start in life. Her brother has fallen in with the wrong crowd and used her in ways no brother should. Master William found the Luna taking almost everything with her. Later it was found that Luna had a nephew from the brother who abused her so I believe you know this young man well. If I am not mistaken he is one of this young man's fathers. This makes the link show the links between them. The line of alphas the Luna came from having silver eyes. All the offspring have silver eyes. As I know you have seen in the young master hall here and in his father and the alpha.” opening my mouth to point out that Enoy and Eris have gold eyes. But he holds his hand up so I wait.
“you mate described the witch here. Silver eyes dark hair and pale color. The witch’s name sealed who he is he is young master hall’s uncle. He is master William's brother and uncle to alpha Philip. So the soul link lets me tap into the line and use it against another of the line. Now, this is normally done to curse a bloodline. But for this, I am going to reverse a curse. I will use the blood link and soul link to break the blood the witch used to seal his spells. Once the spells are down there will be a lot of people here that will need a lot of help. Let's hope the four of you have the same with your fathers had.” he finishes with a nod.
Standing he shakes his head he looks at me with a giant grin on his face “and the first thing I am doing when I feel the sell fall is summoning as many cinnybonnies I can. Did you know they didn’t come in so many flavors at first? It was just one flavor and the young Luna got me hooked on them so much I couldn’t stop summoning them then whenever I was in the room with them to talk I just had to have them. So I summoned them at every event soon after. Birthdays and well okay I made up things to summon them for.” he giggles as he bounces out of the room back to the kitchen. Shaking my head follow him out. He takes one of the jars of salt and dumps it in the black bowl and pushes it to me. Looking up at him “you know how to do this” he moves his hand and wrist in a circle. I smirk and nod. “good do that in the bowl this the stick” he smirks back. Jerk I’m not two. I scuff in my head “then act like it” he sings out. I fucking hate this fucking jerk douche canoe. Grumbling I pick up the thing and start breaking up the salt into a powder. Once its looks like shiny powdered sugar he nods and adds it back to the jar. Then dumps another one in the bowl and repeat until all the jars are now half full of the powder. Once I moved to grab the jar and he smacked my hand. “I don’t ask you how to lift weights so I won't ask you to touch my spells stuff,” he said flatly. Like is this guy bipolar or something? His mood shifts will give anyone whiplash.
Looking up he says “okay time to get the jars. Do not touch anything I mean if you do it will all backfire and kill us all so don’t even breath over that way.” he points to the sink.
He disappears into the bedroom.
