Lucien woke the next day with a very happy look on his face. He knew that their mission was going to come to an end soon but he was also aware that this was even the hardest part of the journey, defeating the abductor and taking Orphillia back. He remembered every signal advice he had gotten before he began to make his way here. He didn't forget any of them and had lived by the word since then. They had served him well though. He was also proud of himself that he had thought outfield thr bo in one of those occasions and spotted that the first guard was different. That was how he had been able to defeat the enemy that was sent to kill him but the other guard helped him as well. He slowly roused from the floor where he had passed out last night and looked around. He saw the guard in the distance. He was hunched over a fire, not moving at all. The morning was still very cold and a sbti dark also. The guard turned around, seeing that he was awake. "How is it going?" The guard greeted h
Thr sun was starting to rise from the horizon when Lucien woke up. He was very tired but he knew he couldn’t not waste any more time. He had things to do and wasting wasn't one of them. Thankfully he had found the potion the previous day. He wondered how he had forgotten about it when it was the most important thing in the mission besides the map. He felt so stupid and berated himself mentally after finding out that that was the only thing holding back their mission. He had seen how vexed his guard was over what was going on but he didn't say anything. The guard looked quite frustrated and Lucien could tell that the guard was gradually getting tired of the mission.It was almost a week that they had been in the wild, travelling to get to the location. Well, he hoped that this would change a lot of things and they wouldkl be able to find the abductor and release Orphillia. He wanted to go for a run in the woods but he said no, not when the potion was around. He didn't trust anybody,
There were a lot of emotions cramped in the room. From shock, to and and disbelief. Lucas and Liam sat in the dimly lit room. The curtains were closed and every opening of the basement room was locked to prevent anybody from hearing or knowing that they were even there. They were dealing with a very fragile situation, one that required total silence, concentration being away from the world. They were in the basement the Packhouse, looking at the letter which had arrived some days ago. And the words in the letter just told them what exactly they needed to hear. Elara's involvement in the whole thing just told him how blind they had been the whole time. He wondered why they hadn't even arrested her at first. But he knew that things were already OK. There were no more killings or strange events for two days now and he was very happy about it. They knew, however, that they still had to watch the Pack for some time before concluding that everything was really ok. In the meantime they h
Blood gushed out of Orfilia's abdomen as she ran through the alleyways. Her hand tightly clasped on the wound in a futile attempt to stop the bleeding. The pain was excruciating, but she kept running, not wanting to slow down, fearing her pursuers were closing in on her.As she ran, she could feel her blood soaking her clothes, her fingers slipping on the slippery warm liquid. The world around her started to spin, and her vision blurred. She staggered, her steps faltering as she tried to regain her balance, but the pain was too much. Her breaths were shallow, and her heart was beating fast, and she knew she was losing a lot of blood.The sound of her frantic footsteps echoing loudly against the brick walls. She could hear the heavy thud of footsteps behind her, getting closer with each passing second. The sound of their boots hitting the ground in unison was a steady rhythm that sent chills down her spine.Their voices filled with a mix of anger and frustration. Their words were muffl
The idea of marrying them, let alone werewolves, was ridiculous to her. She felt as though her heart was about to leap out of her chest as she stood up abruptly, her eyes wide with panic. She lunged for the door, but her attempt to escape was in vain as Lucien quickly caught her and pulled her back. She screamed and thrashed about, not caring that her already bandaged wound had started bleeding again.She wanted nothing more than to get away from the triplets, and her desperation only grew as they held her tighter.Orfilia's hands grasped for anything that could help her escape, and she threw whatever she could lay her hands on, hoping that she could create enough chaos to make a run for it. Her movements were frantic, and her breathing was ragged as she fought against the triplets, but they were too strong for her.She kept struggling, not even caring that she was hurting herself in the process, but Lucien held on to her tighter and immobilized her with the help of his brothers.Her
Orfilia’s eyes scanned the contract that was placed before her, taking note of every word on the paper. She would glance up from time to time to look at the triplets sitting across from her, who all seemed calm and collected.Her eyes would drift over to the triplets, who were still watching her intently. She felt their eyes on her, which only made her feel more nervous.As Orfilia clicked the pen on the table, the sound echoed through the room. It was a sharp, staccato sound that seemed to punctuate each sentence of the contract she was reading. The clicking was persistent and rhythmic, almost like a metronome, creating a sense of tension in the room.Her eyes drifted back to the contract, and she read it again, taking in every detail. She knew that she was making a deal with the devil, but she had no other choice. She couldn’t back out now, even if she wanted to.Orfilia took a deep breath and placed the contract on the table in front of her, adjusting her grip on the pen. She hesit
A phone call interrupted their conversation. Liam picked it up and motioned for his brothers to be quiet. He frowned when he saw the caller's identity. It was Mark, their right hand man. Mark was tested and trusted, after working with them for years. Actually, he had worked for their parents and now, he was at the service of the triplets. Liam was confused as to what Mark was calling. They had already spoken earlier in the day and they had given him the instructions to carry out. “What is it, Mark? I'm actually really busy-"“Boss, there's a problem." Color drained from Liam's face and he sat upright in his chair.“What is it, Mark? What's going on?" His brothers noted the urgency in his voice and became alerted. “What is it?" Lucien asked him. Liam signaled for him to wait. He then put the phone on the loudspeaker. “Mark, talk to me! " “Boss, the warehouse has been attacked. All the goods have been destroyed and someone tried to set it on fire but luckily, we put it out on ti
“Don’t you think we should confront her to know what she heard?” Lucien asked after a few minutes of silence, running his hand through his wavy blond hair. “Do we need to?” Lucas was feeling irritated already. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re becoming attached to our dear Ms. Orfilia, Lucien.” “Lucien is right, Lucas.” We need to make sure she doesn’t feel hurt or feel unwanted enough to run away.” Liam pointed out.Lucas groaned. “Why would she? She’s going to get paid for her troubles, I don’t think she’s going to give that up.” “If we don’t make her feel comfortable, she’s going to leave. We need her, not the other way round.” Lucien added, slightly irritated at his brother. Liam straightened his suit as he sat down on the couch. “While we don’t know anything about her yet, if we want to gain her trust, we need to give her something in return. We can start by telling her what the doctor said about our condition and—“Lucas growled in a low menacing tone, cutting Lia