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David
As the car cruised along the winding roads of Hecate City, I couldn't help but replay the near kidnapping incident in my mind. I hadn’t gotten a chance to tell Trent about the vision, but I knew it was coming. Lucy telling us about her visions of the Moon Goddess was troubling, but it told me enough. The Moon Goddess was on Blue Moon’s side, and that meant they had to be the enemy, especially with their maniac of a father back.
For a moment, I wondered how that was working out for either of them. Tony was probably trying not to show how much it irritated him, but I could imagine Matt about to lose his mind trying to hide everything from his father and Tony.
The sun was setting, casting a warm, golden glow over the landscape, but my thoughts were anything but serene. I couldn't shake the feeling of helplessness I had experienced as I felt the barrier starting to give way, or the shock of the whole incident.
I tried to focus on what to do next, but my mind kept drifting back to the events that had unfolded earlier. I had to catch them. I had to get those bastards to confess that someone from Blue Moon had hired them, but my gut was telling me that was too easy.
Trent was right. It could be multiple people: people with Blue Moon, Peter, someone against either of them. It could be someone who wants to hurt me too. As the car entered the Blood Moon Estate, the familiar sight of the grand entrance brought a sense of comfort. The ancient trees lining the driveway stood tall and proud, as if guardians of the estate. I found solace in the thought that Amy, Sarah, Michelle, and Duke were safe here. Something in my chest stirred, warm and protective. I smiled. Those same instincts made it impossible not to do everything I could to make Lucy more comfortable.
The car came to a stop, and I stepped out, taking a deep breath of the crisp evening air. The setting sun painted the sky in hues of pink and orange. It was beautiful, but the beauty seemed distant and hollow. Walking through the estate's courtyard, I made my way to my office. The sense of urgency weighed on me. Once in my office, I closed the door behind me, giving myself a moment of solitude. I took out my phone and started making calls, trying to gather any leads or information that could help us identify the culprits. When I reached the police station nearest to the incident, the officers seemed harried.
“They’re dead.”
My blood started to boil. “What?”
“All of them died during transport. We think it was some sort of poison. Suicide, but we’d have to wait until the autopsy reports came back.”
I growled. Rage and frustration boiled inside me. I heard that ghostly laughter again.
“Thank you. Let me know if…. If anything arises.”
I hung up. Three things were true: Blue Moon had something to do with this, this wasn’t the end, and I had no proof.
I sat back in my seat and took deep breaths, trying to clear my mind, and think of something that I could do. My mind was a jumble of anger and concern. These attackers had targeted Lucy on purpose and gotten Michelle, Sarah, and Amy involved in the process. It was brutal and forceful.
Feral.
My eyes widened and I narrowed my eyes. Was it possible that Matt and Tony had nothing to do with this? Was it possible that it was Oren behind this attack? That felt right, but I didn’t have any proof about that either. I clenched my fists, trying to contain the anger, and took a deep breath to steady myself. I knew that impulsiveness would only hinder my investigation. I needed to approach this with a clear mind and a strategic plan.
How could I get them to reveal themselves? Oren wasn’t a cunning man. Tony and Matt weren’t either. They’d slip up unless the Council kept covering their asses.
A knock sounded on the door.
“Come in.”
Trent entered with a grin. “They’re a spritely bunch. That Sarah is a kicker, and you’ll be happy to know that Duke managed to eat enough to satisfy Blue tonight. We should keep them.”
I chuckled as he sunk into a chair and gestured. “Amos is on his way. I figured he’d be good to hear what the hell type of vision you had in the middle of… whatever the hell that was.”
I chuckled. “It was… a little complicated.”
Trent shook his head. Soon, Amos came in. Once he got settled, I told them what I saw. Trent’s brow furrowed as he took notes. Amos seemed to go pale.
“The Moon Goddess spoke to you?” Amos shuddered. “That’s not good.”
“Tell me about it.” I rubbed my head.
“Why would she show you that?” Trent asked. “Why would she be so fixated on Lucy being with the twins?”
He worried his lip. “It’s not good to be of interest to long dead witches.”
“It felt like she didn’t want me there,” I said. “It’s hard to explain, but I knew that I was… inside my own mind or something. My soul, but she didn’t want me there.”
“You had been hit with a silver bullet, could you have been hallucinating?”
I shook my head. “We know that silver doesn’t affect me in the same way.”
Amos frowned and nodded. “That’s true.”
Every possibility they brought up, only made the vision seem more insane. Trent stared at his notes for a while before standing.
“I think I need time to look into it, and we should all rest,” he said. “As for Lucy… that girl has a target painted on her, and we need to know why.”
I nodded. “Let’s start with a fresh slate tomorrow. Have the assault records added to Lucy’s case file. It doesn’t matter if we don’t have enough proof to nail it to them, the Coven will press the Council to investigate.”
Trent nodded. “Nothing’s come up from the records we could get, so either they’re the standard unregistered werewolf or they’re rogues living as humans.”
I nodded. “Run with it. Someone has to know them.”
They left me alone. I tried to leave the office, but something was holding me there. I sat down, staring at the map of the original werewolf territory and narrowing my eyes. I didn’t know how long I sat there, but my mind continued to drift, staring until I saw something.
When the moon was sinking towards the horizon, I decided to leave. I headed to my private balcony, sunk into a chair with a glass of whiskey and looked over the forest. The night was dark, barely twinkling with stars. The moon illuminated anything, and then I heard a voice on the wind.
David…
I blinked in surprise as I heard a faint voice on the wind, whispering my name. I turned, peering out until the voice seemed to wrap around me, whispering other words I couldn’t make out.
I turned around to look back into my bedroom and went still. A woman in white appeared before me. Her ethereal beauty and the aura of mystique surrounding her left me momentarily speechless. I had never seen her before, and yet there was something oddly familiar about her, like a distant memory I couldn't quite grasp.
She beckoned me with a graceful gesture, and I found myself drawn to follow her lead. In silence, we moved through the Blood Moon Estate, her steps light and almost ethereal, leading me to the damager wing where the stone door into the passage way was.
Who was she? I didn’t know, but I knew enough about ghosts to know that she had to have been someone who died here. Maybe she was the woman who Trent had seen when he touched he bloodstain.
As she led me down the stairs to the stone door, the woman's features seemed to blur, as though she was a mirage. I hesitated, but something in her presence assured me that I could trust her.
With a gentle touch, she gestured towards the door. The stones all slid into their proper placed, revealing the mural again and the door opened slighting.
The woman in white glanced at me one last time. Her eyes were trying to tell me something, but I didn’t understand.
And then, just as mysteriously as she had appeared, she vanished into thin air, leaving me standing alone in the chamber.
I took a deep breath, my mind swirling with questions. I stepped through the door again, but nothing had changed within it. The necklace was still there. Why would she lead me here? What was I supposed to know?
Did this have something to do with the attack on Lucy or what had happened to me during the fight?
The air seemed to shift around me. I felt like I was lost in time, but still had no answers. When I left the chamber, sunlight was streaming through the windows in the hallway.
The whole night had passed, and I hadn’t slept at all.
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