On the Evil Scale: Keeper of La Tecla (The Key) Book Two

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๐‘…unning through the thick snow down the lighted path in the woods, I finally arrived at Shung-Leeโ€™s home.

โ€œShung-Lee!โ€ I shouted, knocking on his door and receiving no answer, I ran around out back, โ€œShung-Lee!?โ€ I attempted peeking through the dirty windows but seeing he wasnโ€™t present, I grabbed a pad and paper he left on a table set outside, and wrote:


Thank you for everything youโ€™ve taught me. Stay safe here. Iโ€™ll always remember your teachings and kindness. Come to Ravenstone if you ever need anything. All you have to do is travel to Heysham Port and tell them you want passage to the Isle of Castillion. Give them my name and theyโ€™ll know you were sent there.


Quickly folding the letter, I slid it under his back door. Backing away, I glanced around once more remembering my training then looked down at my watch.

โ€œSh*t!โ€ I cursed then turned running back toward the bus.

Shung-Lee knelt down picking up the letter. He stood gazing out the window, watching as I ran down the path disappearing from sight. Suddenly, he changed into his real appearance; Molock, with mid-back black hair, red eyes, strange symbols tattooed on the right side of his handsomely carved face dressed in clothing of ancient attire hugging his tall Herculean 6โ€™4 godly frame.

โ€œVery well, my lovely.You did wonderfully back there.Youโ€™ll do just fineโ€™โ€™ he stated with perfect diction; elegant with a sinister undertone, โ€œAnd thank you for the invite. I shallโ€ฆpay you a visit indeed. You truly are a lovely remarkable young lady.โ€ he smiled and chuckled then turned away disappearing in a burst of red flame, causing the note to float to the ground burning to ash.

The cottage resumed its natural appearance; a rundown and dilapidated shed.

Running back just in time, I watched and listened as the busesโ€™ wheels crushed the snow beneath their weight. As it began driving forward, I looked down at Zanz ordering him to quickly catch up, as I could hear my momโ€™s voice arguing with the driver,

โ€œGo boy...go!โ€

He barked as he ran ahead chasing after the bus with me not too far behind. The bus stopped as I jumped onto the bus with doors closing immediately after. The driver made sure I was safely secure in my seat then stepped his foot hard on the gas reassuring me that he wouldnโ€™t have left without me. Breathing heavily, I leaned my head back against the seat, guzzling down a bottle of water which my mom tossed over to me. Coming to Ireland, though beautiful and scenic, was another experience my mom and I will never forget but we now know why we were meant to come here. It was something Marxus obviously felt no need to participate in.

Arriving at the harbor, we waited in the visitorโ€™s terminal overnight, bundled in heavy coats and blankets, due to the heating system blown out from the heavy snowfall and storm. Fireplaces were lit, but didnโ€™t offer much comfort. The overnight delay was caused by the heavy ice build up across the waters, in which we had to wait for the barges to come and break it. That night, I contacted Ravenstoneโ€™s Port and Villageโ€™s (RP&V) harbormaster, informing them of our return while requesting one of Ravenstoneโ€™s ferries. I revealed the ice would be broken apart in the morning and they accepted the warning. The harbormaster offered his greetings in relief that the Keeper had made contact; even if it involved transportation.

Morning finally arrived; the sun rose above the countryside and harbor, warming the area and melting the snow and ice. Ravenstoneโ€™s ferry had arrived and once boarded we traveled across the rough half frozen sea. Watching the chunks of ice roll by, I listened to my music as I stroked Abraxasโ€™ scales with thoughts of everything that had happened. Suddenly, I felt a hand rest on my shoulder and raising my gaze, there stood Katrina; the most unlikely person I expected. I removed my ear-buds.

โ€œUm, hello.โ€ I smiled.

โ€œI wanted to thank you.โ€ she returned the smile as she took a seat across from me.

โ€œFor what?โ€ I wondered.

โ€œFor helping everyone get to safety away from those horrible people.โ€

โ€œWell, I wouldnโ€™t have had to do that if only all of you knew what they practiced. Surely, you had to have known?โ€ I protested.

โ€œOf course not!โ€ her voice raised, โ€œFor you to insinuate such a thing is an insult.โ€ she became offended.

โ€œWell, I donโ€™t mean to offend you but youโ€™re pretty f*cking stupid not to see there was something off about those people. My mom and I sensed it the moment we stepped foot into that place but there was nothing we could do and if youโ€™re into magic as much as you claim to be, surely you had to have known.โ€ I remarked reuthfully but bluntly.

She fiddled with her bag with no words to say. What could be said? She cleared her throat then stood scampering away from the seat and passing my mom, she flashed her an angry frown.

โ€œWhat happened?โ€ my mom asked sitting next to me.

โ€œJust a little moment of truth she couldnโ€™t handle.โ€ I answered then shivered as a strong gust blew a blizzardous wind across the waters, โ€œOh god I canโ€™t wait to get back to the Isle and in front of a fire, and the warmth of our soft beds.โ€

โ€œI know.โ€ my mom blew breath into her hands, โ€œI canโ€™t wait to see what changes have taken place on the Isle.โ€ she looked at me.

โ€œI donโ€™t care if she named you the King of England!โ€ Leonus argued as he, Nick and Erik stood in the study, โ€œHell-spawns and Bloodsuckers donโ€™t run this place!โ€

โ€œNeither do Lycynians!โ€ Erik argued, โ€œNow how the bloody hell, did you get in here!? I thought I..โ€

โ€œDead bolted the door?โ€ Leonus mocked, โ€œWell, perhaps you shouldโ€™ve made sure I didnโ€™t have the keys!โ€ he dangled the ring in front of the young Demon, โ€œBut no more.โ€ he gestured toward the door where empty spaces revealed where the locks were once in place.

โ€œYou had no right!โ€ Nick raged.

โ€œI had every right!โ€ Leonus exclaimed, โ€œAnd thereโ€™s nothing either of you can do about it!โ€

โ€œYzavelaโ€ฆthe real and rightful Keeper...wonโ€™t be pleased when she finds out what youโ€™ve been doing in her stead!โ€ Erik stepped forward. โ€œAnd again, where did you get those keys?โ€

โ€œAnd youโ€™re going to be the one to tell her? Or you?โ€ Leonus gestured at Nick who placed his hands on the hilt of his small axes hanging from his belt, โ€œOf course you are because youโ€™re her pretty boy a** kisser.โ€ he continues smugly. โ€œI had a set made for me back when Marxus let me in to make repairs. Anything else you want to know? Huh?โ€

Nick clenched his fists wanting to release his Wraith rage upon the 6โ€™6 man but Erik stood in front of him, speaking up for the both of them in a low threatening tone,

โ€œWeโ€™re going to let that comment slide for nowโ€ฆRed Ape but weโ€™ll see how Yzavela feels about all this bullsh*t when she returns and I can promise, she wonโ€™t like it! Especially that!โ€ Erik replied through his teeth pointing to the door then took a stand pushing past Leonusโ€™ heavy bulk sitting in the chair behind the desk, desperately trying to keep his composure intact; difficult at this point as he grasped onto the ledges of the Oak desk squeezing them until they splintered, โ€œAnd before you leave take this with you!โ€ he tossed a half empty Scotch bottle in his direction, โ€œItโ€™s creating a horrid stench like you!โ€

โ€œCouldnโ€™t have said it better.โ€ Nick took one sniff around the study grimacing in disgust.

Leonus caught the bottle, flashing an expression of utter hate then turned, slamming the door behind him with such force, the hinges rattled. Erik and Nick listened as Leonusโ€™ feet stomped down the stairs; Nick released a low hiss while Erik grunted a muffled growl as he leaned back in the chair with thoughts running through his mind of how the Keeper would handle all of this.

โ€œIโ€™ll go and make sure he doesnโ€™t do anything stupid.โ€ Nick advised.

โ€œYeah, thanks Nick.โ€ Erik appreciated then watched as the Wraith vanished.

Taking deep breaths Erik sat forward, recalculating the numbers and prices of shipments due to come in which were once again, miscalculated and half ordered. Suddenly, he heard tapping on the balconyโ€™s glass doors. Thinking maybe it may have been Jonathan he turned the chair looking out the window. Observing a black Raven pecking on the glass, he opened the door a few inches. Hopping in, it flapped its wings, landing on the desk scattering the paperwork onto the floor. The Raven squawked changing its form; surprising Erik as Abraxas appeared.

โ€œAbraxas?โ€ Erik inquired, and before saying anything more, Abraxas flew out the doors. Thinking maybe I returned and stood outside, Erik rushed onto the balcony, looking out. Seeing my presence was still absent, he retreated inside disappointed, but knew I had to be somewhere close by if Abraxas had made it here. He knew he would never travel any distance than within my vicinity. Staring out the window, it hit him. Smiling, he closed the balcony doors as he mumbled contently walking toward the door, โ€œThanks for the message, love.โ€ and leaving the study behind he tracked down his friends, finding them in the dining hall playing a game of cards, โ€œGuys...โ€ Erik strolled over, โ€œguess what!? Keeps is coming back!โ€

โ€œReally!?โ€ Sarah replied excitedly as she jumped to her seat, โ€œFinally!โ€

โ€œHow do you know!?โ€ Caleb asked in excitement, โ€œI mean...when is she coming back?โ€

Erik revealed Abraxasโ€™ appearance and after explaining the meaning of his arrival, they became anxious.

Sarah said in excitement as she held on to Jonathanโ€™s arm, โ€œNow it wonโ€™t be so boring around here!โ€

โ€œYeah, thank God.โ€ Jonathan replied, โ€œMaybe we should throw her a welcome home party but how close is she?โ€

For half an hour, they spoke about the party but werenโ€™t sure if theyโ€™d have enough time when Leonus barged into the dining hall; upset and in a full drunken stupor.

โ€œYou...โ€ he pointed his finger at Erik, โ€œyou and your friends think they can come here and run things?โ€ he screamed, interrupting others who gathered for brunch.

โ€œLeonus...โ€ Caleb ordered as he stood, โ€œnot here, mate!โ€

โ€œIโ€™m not your mate, Bloodsucker!โ€ he spat at Calebโ€™s feet, โ€œYou have no part in this, pretty boy!โ€ Leonus exclaimed pushing the young Wraith out of the way, knocking him against the tableโ€™s benched seat.

Filled with rage, Erik raised his hands muttering an arcane spell under his breath then threw his hands forward, pushing Leonus back with a forceful blast of magic that created a dark blue hue that lingered in the air between them. With his red Demonic eyes present, his hands continued glowing in their magical hue ready to perform further spells. Demons and Shayds arenโ€™t witches or warlocks so their magical use is far more complex and intricate and could be used for the slightest things. Witches and warlocks learn their magic while Demons and Shayds are born with it.

โ€œDonโ€™t touch him again!โ€ Erik threatened, โ€œYou have a problem with me? Then you take it up with me! Leave them out of it!โ€ he clenched his fists before flickering his fingers.

โ€œStop it!โ€ Jonathan shouted as he stood between Erik and Leonus, who quickly stood to his feet; Lycycnian eyes and fangs now revealed.

Two Demons and one cocky Wraith against one lone Lycynian? Leonus wouldnโ€™t stand a chance even though heโ€™s an alpha and can transition at any given moment, with the strength four times that of a human man. Sarah who was caught in the middle, ran out screaming with many others in the dining hall, looking around then toward the wall,

โ€œHelp! Guards, please...someone help!โ€ and seconds later four Wraiths and two Demons; Nick, Justin and Wyatt included, appeared next to her and quickly explaining the situation taking place, they rushed through the front door toward the dining hall, standing behind Erik, Caleb and Jonathan in support.

Leonus realized there were five Wraiths and four Demons but that didnโ€™t matter for he was ready to stand his ground. Two other Lycynians stormed into the dining hall and seeing what took place, they backed their alpha without knowing the situation even if it meant a scuffle with Wraiths and Demons. They were hungry for a fight and were about to have one.

Sarah stood outside with Margaret, Belle and other fearful residents listening as loud voices shouted from inside the manor, and grew worried of the consequences.

While guards tended to the disruption in the dining hall, others continued their duties and glancing out, Wraiths hollered out to open the gates as a Ravenstone van carrying a dozen passengers approached the wallsโ€™ gates. Three Wraiths appeared below opening the gates, allowing the van passage through then turned watching as the vehicle drove toward the parking garage. As everyone unloaded the craft, mechanics ran from the garage toward the manor because word spread about a showdown taking place between Wraiths, Demons and Lycynians.

Looking around hoping to see my friends greeting me, Sarah ran toward our direction.

โ€œYzaโ€ฆbloody hell!โ€ she shouted, โ€œThank God youโ€™re back and just in time too!โ€ she stood catching her breath.

โ€œWhy? Whatโ€™s wrong!?โ€ I answered, dropping my bags seeing her worried state.

โ€œItโ€™s Leonus...Erik and others.โ€ she fearfully revealed.

Hearing those names and the fearful tone in her voice, I knew something horrific was taking place. Leaving my bags, I ordered Zanz to stay behind with my mom while Abraxas would come with me, then I pushed Sarah out of the way running toward the manor with my sword strapped across my back. My feet sunk in the deep snow but I paid no attention.

โ€œYza!โ€ my mom called out watching as I grew smaller, โ€œSarah...whatโ€™s happening!?โ€ she turned to her, worrying about the scenarios playing through her mind.

โ€œOh, nothing much Lady D. Just the bloody Wraiths, Demons and Lycynians are trying to kill each otherโ€ฆAGAIN. Just an average day on the Isle, but itโ€™s horrible!โ€ Sarah answered, then explained the events taking place.

My mom stood worried about whether or not I would need Zanz, but knew that if I did, I wouldโ€™ve brought him with me. She held on tightly to his leash trying to hold him back, as he whined and struggled. It was hard enough for me to handle my Zanzabarr at times, but my mom had a more difficult time.

Approaching the manorsโ€™ front doors, I pushed them open paying no attention to their heavy weight. With snow clustered on my shoes, I slipped as I ran through the entrance toward the dining hall but quickly stood on my feet. Residents turned their heads as they felt me pushing my way through their numbers and hearing Abraxasโ€™ low roars. Standing there, the events occurring now, shocked my eyes. Tables were overturned; plates and platters of food scattered everywhere on the floor, while drinks were splashed in puddles.

Blasts of magic were thrown through the air; either making contact against their enemy or missing their target. The Wraiths fought hand-to-hand against Lycynians that backed the Scottish alpha but were cautious for the Lycynians slashed their clawed hands as the Wraiths dodged their swipes but Caleb managed to sink his fangs deep into the shoulder of one of the men; his Wraith venom began racing through the Lycyniansโ€™ bloodstream like a poison that killed him in seconds; as if acid flowed through their veins in agony.

They backed away standing among their own while the Lycynian alpha ferociously attacked Erik; swinging his huge clawed hands moving his muscular bulk in Erikโ€™s direction but the young Demon swiftly dodged the Lycynians claws. Avoiding bloodshed at the moment, Erik opened portals behind and around Leonus, pushing him around and blasting him with magic that stabbed like thousands of needles but Leonus was in such a rage, he barely felt the sting. He growled as he continued swinging his hands toward the young man and he wouldnโ€™t stop until he had the Demonsโ€™ blood on his hands. Anticipating Erikโ€™s next move, Leonus planned it wisely, swiftly turning managing the upper hand by grabbing Erik by the front of his shirt as he jumped through a portal behind the 6โ€™6 bulk of man. Quickly pulling him toward him, he held Erik by the throat with his left hand while raising his right high in the air about to strike, when he heard my voice echo throughout the dining hall, breaking his focus on the kill in front of him,


Glancing over his left shoulder, there I stood in front of the crowd with sword in hand and Abraxas hovering above. Releasing a growl, he threw Erik across the dining hall, out one of the large cathedral windows. The young Demon flung through the air with deep cuts and before he could land roughly on the hard packed snow outside, he turned his body releasing a wave of magic that froze him about a foot from the ground and once breaking the magical hold, his fall was less difficult and braced from the impact. He laid there moaning in discomfort feeling the sting of glass through his shirt and stabbed through his skin while gasping as the wind was knocked from his lungs. He stared at the sky then closed his eyes; a female voice called out his name in the distance.

โ€œErik!โ€ I called out worried as did his friends, โ€œNo!โ€

Turning to me, Leonus took large strides in my direction reaching out his clawed hands while beginning to transition into his Lycynian-jackal alterego; growling and grunting as he moved. Taking steps backwards, releasing my Aura, thinking of how Iโ€™d defend myself against a transitioning 6โ€™6 beast, I would have done the only thing I could; plunging my sword deep into his chest or blowing a hole through it. He was inches away with his hands stretched toward the young woman he loathed that stood before him, when suddenly he felt his motions freeze in place as he was engulfed in a faint orange-like hue that swirled around him. The moment occurred so quickly that none of us standing around and backing away, could recall what had happened in exact detail. Leonus stood facing me, raging and growling when suddenly he was turned around, thrown to the ground once, maybe twice, before having his bulk rise into the air above our heads. He was thrown from the dining hall with such force, we all wondered if he had lived once crashing against the table in the entrance hall before sliding across the ground, thumping against the front doors that I had left open.

Turning my head toward the group of instigators that backed away, there stood Wyatt breathing heavily as he lowered his hands highlighted with the same orange-like hue. I studied him up and down watching as he shook out his hands, nodding in my direction before turning to his friends standing behind him. He was a powerful Demon indeed and Iโ€™d have to learn from him when given the chance but that was the furthest thing from my mind at the moment. I extinguished my Aura then scampered across the hall toward the shattered window avoiding shards still stuck in the frame; my eyes searched outside for Erik but his figure was nowhere to be seen.

โ€œErik!โ€ I called out, โ€œErik?โ€

โ€œKeepsโ€ฆโ€ his voice answered from behind me.

Turning around, there he stood holding his ribs while shuffling toward me; cuts and scrapes visible on his handsome face, neck and hands. I dropped my sword as I ran toward him, hugging him in relief.

โ€œOw...ouchโ€ฆโ€ he pulled away.

โ€œOh my god...are you alright?โ€ I studied his face.

โ€œI was just thrown through a window? What do you think?โ€ he snapped then waved his left hand behind him opening a portal, โ€œCome with meโ€ฆโ€ he reached for my left hand with his right pulling me through before I could object.

โ€œErik!โ€ Caleb and the others called out in worry, โ€œYza!โ€

Abraxas roared anxiously as he flew out the shattered window, flapping his wings effortlessly as he searched for his Mother, knowing her location just by connecting with their bond and seeing her figure outlined by her Aura that only a dragonโ€™s eye can see.

Wyatt and Nick ordered everyone to disperse; the crowd parted quickly without argument but the Lycynians remained.

โ€œUnless you want to wind up like your alpha, then I suggest you beat it...NOW!โ€ Wyatt warned, clenching his fists.

โ€œThis isnโ€™t over!โ€ one of Leonusโ€™ friends pointed toward the young Demon before them.

โ€œOh, I think it is!โ€ Nick stepped forward, โ€œNOW BEAT IT BEFOREโ€ฆโ€ he held his hand to a dart gun hanging on his belt loaded with tranquilizers, โ€œYOU TAKE A LITTLE NAP ALONGSIDEHIM!โ€ he gestured his head toward Leonus who laid unconscious.

The Lycynians growled before rushing from the dining hall, stepping over their alpha they attempted to move but Caleb and Justin instructed them to leave him where he laid.

โ€œCaleb...Justinโ€ฆtake him to the prisons and throw him in one of the cells.โ€ Wyatt instructed firmly being the supervisor upon the wall, โ€œThe rest of you, Demon or Wraith, search for Erik and the Keeper...NOW! Look everywhere and anywhere!โ€

Everyone nodded without protest, performing their duties per his instructions. No one was about to argue with a powerful 6โ€™4 Demon who held respect and instilled fear in some.

Caleb and Justin groaned in complaint of having to touch Leonusโ€™ bulk but grabbing his wrists and ankles, they teleported up to the prisons appearing in the center courtyard outside an empty cell. Justin opened the gate while Caleb dragged the 6โ€™6 man inside dropping his wrists with a hard thud. He spat at the ground that had melting patches of snow from previous snowfall then exited, slamming and locking the thick iron gate behind him.

โ€œHow long do you think heโ€™ll be out? This time?โ€ Justin asked as he walked away with Caleb.

โ€œI donโ€™t know. I donโ€™t care. But what Wyatt did was some powerful sh*t so Iโ€™d sayโ€ฆโ€ Caleb shrugged, โ€œI donโ€™t know, maybe a day or two.โ€

โ€œHe shouldโ€™ve done more.โ€ Justin muttered.

โ€œI wouldโ€™ve.โ€ Caleb patted his friend on the back, โ€œCome on, mate...letโ€™s look for Erik and Yza.โ€ he nodded then he and his friend teleported in their Wraith black-mist like manner leaving the prisons behind them.

Appearing on the railed walkway below the light of the lighthouse, Erik released his grip as he turned away feeling a burning sensation on his hands. Breathing heavily, he slammed his hands on the iron railing, bending them out of shape from the others. Examining my surroundings that overlooked the island and sea, I didnโ€™t understand why he brought me up here. Turning to face him, I watched as his red Demonic eyes faded, returning to their beautiful pale gray color.

โ€œKeeps...is it really you?โ€ his voice broke the silence between us, โ€œIf so, why are you hot?โ€ he examined his hands that were faintly blistered for even though my Aura had vanished, my temperature kept the Auraโ€™s heat.

โ€œYes, Vamps...itโ€™s me.โ€ I reached for his hands of which he pulled away, โ€œItโ€™s okay...Iโ€™m not on fire. Itโ€™s just my Auraโ€™s lingering effects. Itโ€™s alrightโ€ฆโ€

He grinned lowering his hands holding out his arms for an embrace; I wrapped my arms around his neck avoiding shards of glass buried in the fabric of his shirt, neck and face, trying to offer any comfort I could provide.

โ€œBabe...what happened?โ€ I felt his breath against my neck; his arms tightened around my waist.

โ€œIโ€™m sorry, Keeps.โ€ he pulled away glancing down at me, โ€œThis isnโ€™t how I wanted to greet you when you returned.โ€ he turned away, โ€œHow was your trip back? Bet the sea was still frozen, yeah?โ€ he began picking out shards from his skin.

โ€œNo, no, no...donโ€™t do that.โ€ I argued, โ€œDonโ€™t change the subject.โ€ I walked toward him, โ€œPlease, Erik...tell me. I need to know who instigated that...well THAT!?โ€

Erik turned, glancing down at me once more.

โ€œThe truth?โ€ Erik revealed then explained what occurred, โ€œOne moment, I was standing there with our friends telling them about Abraxas appearing in the study, then Leonus barged into the hall highly intoxicated and well, what you saw pretty much explains itself. Although, I just felt...so much hatred and contempt toward him, but I held back using my magic because I didnโ€™t want to kill him, even though every fiber and magical gene in my body wanted to. I knew it wasnโ€™t my place for if anyoneโ€™s going to kill him, it should be you.โ€ he attempted humor but took notice I wasnโ€™t smiling or laughing, โ€œBut Iโ€™m guessing Wyatt did what I couldnโ€™t.โ€ he broke his gaze.

โ€œAnd whatโ€™s that?โ€ I turned his face toward me.

โ€œProtect you.โ€ he complained, taking my hand in his.

โ€œThat wasnโ€™t your fault. You were thrown through a f*cking window and no matter how powerful anyone is, that could take a minute to recover from.โ€ I answered metaphorically.

โ€œSo you donโ€™t think less of me?โ€

โ€œLess of you?โ€ I questioned, โ€œErik...what is this? Who is this person standing in front of me?โ€

โ€œWhat do you mean? Itโ€™s me...Erikโ€ฆjacka** remember?โ€ he shrugged.

โ€œNo...youโ€™re not. I sense something different about you and I donโ€™t know what it is, but youโ€™re keeping things from me.โ€ I argued turning away.

โ€œWhat more do you want me to say?โ€ he stepped toward the petite woman before him.

โ€œForget it. It doesnโ€™t matter.โ€ I dismissed the topic, โ€œI have more important things to worry about, donโ€™t you think?โ€ I glanced at him over my shoulder and before he could reply, I heard familiar roars echoing through the air and glancing out in the distance, a small dragon flapped his large wings toward me landing in my arms.

โ€œMother...are you alright?โ€ Abraxas spoke verbally.

โ€œYes, Abraxas...Iโ€™m fine.โ€ I answered.

Abraxas grew content with my answer then swerved his head toward the young man standing alongside his Mother and speaking verbally so he could hear, this little dragon offered a warning,

โ€œYou will never take my Mother to places where I am not present, do you understand Demon?โ€ he watched as Erik nodded reluctantly, โ€œAnd if you break that vow, I will not hesitate to destroy you.โ€

โ€œAlright, Abraxas...thatโ€™s enough!โ€ I ordered firmly laying him on the railing where he perched his feet and wrapped his tail for support and balance, โ€œI think he gets it....thatโ€™s enough!โ€

โ€œI donโ€™t think he likes me.โ€ Erik mocked.

โ€œNo, Demon...I do not.โ€ Abraxas returned the mockery.

โ€œUnbelievableโ€ฆโ€ Erik threw his hands in the air.

โ€œThis certainly isnโ€™t how I pictured my homecoming.โ€ I complained glancing between Erik and Abraxas.

Abruptly before either Erik or I could mutter a word, Nick and Caleb appeared. Sensing their sudden presence Abraxas squawked, stretching his wings out in warning while releasing small puffs of embers and smoke.

โ€œWhoa...hey, easyโ€ฆโ€ Caleb muttered holding his hands out, โ€œitโ€™s just usโ€ฆโ€

โ€œYza, are you alright?โ€ Nick worried.

โ€œYes, Iโ€™m fine.โ€ I answered, โ€œBut Iโ€™m not the one you should worry about.โ€ I referred to Erik.

โ€œNah, donโ€™t worry about me.โ€ Erik refused the concern.

โ€œCaleb, please take him to the clinic and make sure he gets treated.โ€ I instructed him.

โ€œI said Iโ€™m fine!โ€ Erik grew temperamental.

โ€œErikโ€ฆโ€ I approached him staring into his gray eyes, โ€œget your arrogant a** to the clinic and get yourself looked at! And if you donโ€™t Iโ€™ll drag you there myself.โ€ he hesitated, โ€œPlease! Keeperโ€™s orders!โ€

โ€œOnly because you asked so nicely.โ€ he mocked with a slight bow then Caleb approached, grabbing onto his arm gently then teleported, leaving Nick and I behind.

โ€œWhat a welcome, huh?โ€ Nick teased, โ€œNot what we had in mind.โ€

โ€œYeah? And that would be what? Balloons and confetti?โ€ I joked then took notice of his faint shadows encircling his big brown eyes, โ€œNick, are you feeling alright? Since when do you have shadows?โ€

โ€œAh...well, you can thank Leonus for that.โ€ he turned, walking alongside me a few steps, โ€œHe hasnโ€™t ordered the blood supply for the Wraiths in the last three months and weโ€™re fighting going to the mainland to feed. Or worse...share some of the human mates that are coupled with Wraiths.โ€

โ€œTheโ€ฆblood supply!?โ€ I inquired, โ€œBut I didnโ€™t leave him in charge of that. You and Caleb shouldโ€™ve been responsible for that.โ€

โ€œWell, he thinks so. All bloodrinkers here are on edge frenzied with hunger.โ€ Nick remarked, โ€œWhich explains why you look so tasty there.โ€

โ€œNick...keep your pretty fangs away from my neck or any other body part!โ€ I chuckled but it quickly faded, โ€œBut that son of a b*tch! Is that it?โ€

โ€œMm...nope.โ€ he smiled, โ€œNow come on...letโ€™s get you to your dwelling. Iโ€™m sure your momโ€™s worried sick as to where youโ€™ve gone.โ€ he gently wrapped his arm around my waist then vanished swiftly reappearing outside the human dwelling, โ€œGet settled in and perhaps later, we can all sit around a campfire and tell our stories.โ€ Nick teased in continuation.

โ€œRight. Believe me...between all of us, Iโ€™m sure there are many.โ€ I answered.

Nick nodded then disappeared while I stood outside, hearing loud voices arguing from inside.

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