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

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Lady D knew what his intentions were for the action of unbuckling his belt, made that perfectly clear. She stretched out her hands to either side searching for something to defend herself with; her gaze locked onto Nathan before breaking it to glance over her shoulder. Her silver athame dagger laid behind her and turning her head slowly, focusing on the young man she inconspicuously reached for the dagger behind her.

โ€œThatโ€™s what you want, is it!?โ€ my mom stuttered, โ€œGod, youโ€™re a sick little bastard!โ€

โ€œAge is just a numberโ€ฆโ€ he shrugged, โ€œI donโ€™t care. As long as I can get what I want. God womanโ€ฆyou have beautiful hair!โ€

โ€œIf you let me pass, Iโ€™ll let this slide because itโ€™s obvious youโ€™re drunk and high on whatever the hell it is youโ€™ve been smoking!โ€ she reached for her basket, โ€œAlright? And I most certainly wonโ€™t tell my daughter.โ€

โ€œMmโ€ฆโ€ he glanced at his feet toying with her, โ€œneh. I donโ€™t think soโ€ฆโ€ he shook his head.

โ€œYouโ€™re sick!โ€Lady D spat at his feet, riling Nathan up more as he stepped closer, โ€œYou stay right there!โ€ she warned holding the dagger in front of her in a protective manner, โ€œIf you take one more step, so help me God, Iโ€™ll use this and youโ€™ll see that Iโ€™m not some defenseless older woman!โ€

โ€œOh, really!? Mm, youโ€™re just as beautiful as the lovely Hybrid b*tch is when youโ€™re angry. I love the fire and a challenge.โ€ Nathan growled then quickly reached out his right hand grabbing onto the daggerโ€™s blade; the silver metal alloy burning against his palm, โ€œB*tch...you f*cking b*tch!โ€ he cursed in a muffled grunt, withdrawing his hand in discomfort.

Lady D watched as he examined his blistered palm; his attention was distracted, taking the opportunity to run by him so she attempted the effort but Nathan reached out his left hand; wrapping it tightly around her left arm. His claws extracted as he pulled her toward him then pushed her forward back toward the counter. Her cane that stood alongside her before, fell to the ground. She shuffled to turn around attempting to utilize the dagger once more but Nathan grabbed hold of her wrist, squeezing it tightly which weakened her grasp on the hilt. The dagger fell from her grip, falling to the ground of which Nathan kicked aside. Staring into his yellow eyes and watching as his canine fangs extracted, she pushed her fear aside; reaching her free hand toward the right side of his face, scratching at the wounds on his face. He shouted feeling sharper stings atop one another. He backed away providing enough distraction as she kicked him between his legs and although he felt the sharp stinging ache, his rage was too strong. He pushed her back against the counter once more and this time, glass jars and clay pots fell from their place shattering to the ground upon impact.

โ€œYouโ€™re feisty.. I like that...โ€ Nathan taunted, releasing a low growl.

โ€œHELPโ€ฆโ€she attempted to scream out but Nathan covered her mouth with his right hand while wrapping his left hand around the back of her neck.

โ€œNo oneโ€™s going to hear you...youโ€™re all alone!โ€ Nathan whispered leaning in, โ€œYouโ€™re mineโ€ฆโ€

She huffed through her nose; her breath warm against Nathanโ€™s hand. She squinted her tear filled eyes, not about to give into this struggle. She stepped hard on his shoeless feet with her heeled boots; Nathan moaned as he released his grasp; the mother hitting Nathan over the head with a flower pot. It shattered as it made contact against his head; dirt and flowers mixing among his blonde hair and smearing against his sweaty shoulders. Lady D dropped the fragments she held in hand, running toward the door but Nathan turned and lept forward grabbing her dress, tearing her right sleeve. She made it to the door but just before she swung it open, Nathan slammed it closed behind her; glass panels rattling in their frames. She stood breathing heavily as her heart raced; her eyes closed for she knew she couldnโ€™t continue this fight but she wouldnโ€™t give up. Sheโ€™d rather die than be violated. She turned thrashing her hands toward him erratically, leaving scratches across his face; Nathan closing his eyes to avoid being gouged as he grabbed her forearms. He turned her around for the last time, pushing her toward the counter; she stumbled against the hem of her dress falling to the ground. She grunted, cutting her hands on the shattered pottery shards.

โ€œShame Hiromi didnโ€™t have the chance to fight back more than he didโ€ฆโ€ Nathan revealed in heavy breaths, โ€œbut youโ€™ve put up enough of a fight for both of youโ€ฆโ€

โ€œWhat do you mean!?โ€ Lady D questioned as she knelt on her hands, โ€œWhat did you do!?โ€

โ€œI guess you could say Hiromi shouldnโ€™t mix his reds with whitesโ€ฆโ€ Nathan chuckled.

โ€œOh, my godโ€ฆโ€ she turned her head away; shedding tears, โ€œyou killed him!?โ€

โ€œIt wasnโ€™t planned, but...โ€ he knelt in front of her, โ€œyes and it felt good. But itโ€™s going to feel even better once Erik comes home to find his father dead and gone. Yzavela too, once she finds youโ€ฆโ€

โ€œYou piece of shโ€ฆโ€ she shouted but before she could finish her plea, Nathan reached out both of his clawed hands, slashing her throat outward; blood splattering onto his face, arms and chest once more.

Gurgling, she held her hands to her throat; blood gushing from the wound staining her velvet dress. Her eyes stared at Nathan before she knelt over; stretched out on the ground with blood spilling beneath her. Nathan watched as she struggled to hold on, smiling in the process while listening to her gasps.

โ€œIf only you had given me what I wanted, this probably wouldnโ€™t have happened.โ€ Nathan tormented then stood, โ€œBut nowโ€ฆI found the perfect revenge for what she did to me!โ€ then avoiding the blood so he didnโ€™t soak his socks, he backed away, searching for a rag to wipe his face and hands. Noticing the small sink to his right he scampered over, turning the faucet; rinsing his hands, arms, face and chest but blood splattered onto the neckline of his tank. He shook out the dirt from his hair then turned off the faucet.

Lady D was moments away from death but she managed to scribble the letters NATH before her hand fell limp. Flashes of her life played through her mind and the only word she could whisper through a mouthful of blood was,

โ€œYzaโ€ฆโ€ then the last breath of life left her.

Nathan removed his socks for scampering around, he had stepped in the blood. Retrieving his bag near the door he threw the socks inside.

Glancing back toward the woman on the floor he muttered,

โ€œGoodbyeโ€ฆMOMMY!โ€ then scanning the glass windows, he swiftly exited through the door; a few panels fell from their frames shattering among the ground inside. He glanced around; no one in sight then sprinted toward the maze, making his way through it once more then ventured toward the Lycynian dwelling in slow steps, despite being barefoot. He carried the bag down at his side and continued; avoiding making eye contact with passing residents who didnโ€™t take notice of his pink tainted hands of dried blood of his victims. He made it to his room without anyone questioning him; slamming the door behind him. He rushed over to the fireplace igniting it quickly and waiting for the flames to rise, he tossed the laundry bag inside. He then removed his tank, pants and briefs throwing them in too. He stood in the nude watching as the flames engulfed the items; madness filled his eyes that had returned blue. He turned away, taking another shower washing away the scent of his victims and all evidence of their deaths. He scrubbed his fingernails before drawing blood. Clean and changed into fresh loungewear, he combed his hair back from his face once more then sat on his bed, thinking about what had happened; the scenes played over and over in his mind like a movie that wouldnโ€™t stop. Standing to his feet he paced, grabbing onto his wet hair in a crazed state when suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

He turned his head swifter than expected but he didnโ€™t pay attention to the ache in his neck for all he focused on, was his heartbeat pounding in his ear. โ€œITโ€™S TOO SOON...NO ONE COULD HAVE KNOWN IT WAS ME ALREADY.โ€ he thought as he approached the door, but his fears were put to rest, hearing a voice call out in a nasal Texan accent,

โ€œNathan, baby...I know youโ€™re in there. I can see your shadow under the door. Come on, baby...let me in, please?โ€

He pulled open the small look through peephole-window, staring at her round chubby face.

โ€œNot now, Betsy...Iโ€™m kind of busy.โ€ Nathan argued.

โ€œWell, canโ€™t it wait.โ€ she smiled.

โ€œNo.โ€ he slammed the window.

Betsy felt disappointed and attempting to place her hands on hips that were nonexistent, she kicked Nathanโ€™s door. She may have been easy; the easiest piece of tail on the island that no manwould touch, she still felt used and thrown away.

โ€œHow dare you do this to me!?โ€ she growled, โ€œYou donโ€™t mess with my feelings and get away with it, do you hear me Nathan!? Iโ€™ll get even with you during the next full moon, buddy!โ€ she waited for his answer but his shadow stepped away from the door, โ€œTo hell with you, then...your loss, pal!โ€ she kicked the door once more then waddled down the hall; lycan males avoiding eye contact and turning in the opposite direction.

Nathan huffed, shaking his head head back forth in disbelief that heโ€™d even tap that but he was desperate. Although, desperation comes with a price. He felt nauseous once again and sought a remedy; liquor tucked away in his mini-fridge alongside his bed. Sitting on the ledge he rocked back and forth talking to himself as if there were two people in the room,

โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong with you, Nathan!? Why did you do that!? Well, I did it because I wanted to and because...because...it felt good. Alright, but...why didnโ€™t you do it sooner!? Much sooner!? I donโ€™t know why. I mean, they didnโ€™t do anything to me. Not really or...personally but then again they did everything to me, didnโ€™t they!? Yes, they did.โ€ then he frowned, โ€œBut bloody hell, mate...when the bloodsucker and Hybrid come back, theyโ€™re going to find them and know itโ€™s me! Eh, but howโ€ฆโ€ he stood then paced, โ€œI didnโ€™t leave evidence or sign my name or anything. No, you didnโ€™t but I canโ€™t wait until I see the look on their faces when they DO find out; coming home to discover their beloved but weak parents are dead.โ€ he laughed in madness, โ€œThatโ€™s brilliant, isnโ€™t it!? Yes, it is but now that Iโ€™ve done this, I canโ€™t stay here. I gotta...I gotta get off this bloody island.โ€ he ran his fingers through his hair, โ€œBut where will you go mate, hmm!? Where will you go, where no one will question and where you wonโ€™t draw attention!?โ€ he sighed thinking of places on the island to go, โ€œI have the empty homes that arenโ€™t occupied. No! The bloodsuckers patrol them to make sure our breed isnโ€™t vandalizing them...you know that. Oh, right...yeah. How about the barn or stables!? All the animal sh*t and hay will mask my scent and thereโ€™s the haylofts where I can hide.โ€ he bit his lower lip in contemplation of the idea, โ€œBut no...they clean the lofts daily to make sure there arenโ€™t any insects and the animals donโ€™t like Lycynians, you know that. They react wildly and that will definitely draw unwanted attention. Yeah, youโ€™re right. I know I am. Well, then...the only other large crowded space is the harbor and its warehouse. Itโ€™s been rebuilt as if it were never damaged, so...thatโ€™s my best bet. And there you go. Thatโ€™s where youโ€™ll hide. But then what!? Where do I go from there!? Well, shipments are due to come and go out, so hitch a ride on one of the cargo ships. No one will ever suspect a thing.โ€ he shrugged, โ€œAnd then after Iโ€™m free of this place, maybe theyโ€™ll blame it on Leonus because after all...he hates the Hybrid b*tch as much as I do. Yes, he does but first get to the warehouse and let everything else fall into place.โ€ but Nathan hesitated, โ€œNow, Nathan...what are you waiting for!?โ€ he nodded with a smile then ran into the bathroom, gathering masculine essentials throwing them into a backpack stuffed with clothes he snatched from his closet and drawers.

He gazed into the mirror taking notice the scratches my mom had inflicted, healed leaving no evidence of their struggle. He scampered around his room dressing in a black hoody and ski-cap pulled down over his eyebrows then grabbed his backpack; its bulkyweight against his back. He turned out the lights and closed the balcony curtains then snuck out of the dwelling; three hours had passed since his killing spree. Inconspicuously, he sprinted toward the garage and standing outside, he listened as Leonus, the mechanics and Derek shouted in a boisterous argument. He peeked through the window then crouched down, taking a deep breath before straightening his posture, entering the busy workshop that smelled of oil, grease and metal. Casually walking through toward the lineup of hovercrafts, the backpack felt heavier.

โ€œHey, Nathanโ€ฆโ€ workers called out, nodding or waving in their direction.

โ€œSh*tโ€ฆโ€ Nathan faked a grin, returning nods or waves.

โ€œAye, Nathanโ€ฆhold on a moment, yeah!?โ€ Leonusโ€™s voice called out from across the room, โ€œI want to talk to you, boy!โ€ he turned to Derek and the mechanics, excusing himself.

โ€œItโ€™s over...they know.โ€ Nathan muttered, โ€œShut up!โ€ then he turned, โ€œYeah, mate...what is it!?โ€

โ€œWhere are you off to!?โ€ Leonus questioned, studying Nathanโ€™s appearance.

โ€œAnd with a backpack!?โ€ Derek approached, overhearing.

โ€œBloody hellโ€ฆโ€ Nathan dropped the backpack, โ€œI was heading to the village to sell some old clothes for some extra pounds, you know? Anything wrong with that!?โ€ he rushed his words, โ€œDidnโ€™t think so. Now, piss offโ€ฆโ€ he pulled the pack from the ground, quickly strolling toward one of the hovercrafts he managed to own; a gift Leonard had presented him with for his twenty-first birthday.

Derek and Leonus didnโ€™t argue but shook their heads as Nathan pushed the craft outside. Hopping on and igniting the engine, it hummed loudly as it hovered above the ground.

He drove halfway across the property when, over his shoulder and through the soft hum of his engine, were the cries of residents making a horrific discovery; crowds gathered around the human dwelling and greenhouse. He stopped the craft, hovering in place inches away from the gates, gulping in guilt then turned his head, observing the curved road ahead beckoning him forward. He sped through the tunnel down the road to the village, parking the craft outside the village gate among other vehicles, vans, buses or crafts. He swiftly but casually strolled through the village then ventured behind the stores and shops, following their alleyโ€™s toward the warehouse and harbor. He stood in the shadows, listening as human and Lycynian workers shouted codes and terms he didnโ€™t understand; ones only they understood. He snuck behind the massive warehouse avoiding the watching gazes of Wraiths nearby, propping loose a few planks with a pocket knife in the wall enough to squeeze through. He kept to his plan by hitching a ride on the incoming cargo ship that arrives from the mainland two days from now. He crawled inside then climbed the stairs to the warehousesโ€™ upper level where they kept their extra supplies, crates and ship parts.

Suddenly, the island erupted in chaos for two residents had been found dead. Crowds gathered around in both locations shedding tears and whispering among themselves.

โ€œWhatโ€™s going on!?โ€ Derek inquired as he and Leonus approached the human dwelling.

โ€œItโ€™s Hiromi Sheng-su...heโ€™s dead. Or murdered by the looks of it.โ€ a woman cried in her husbandโ€™s arms.

โ€œWhat!? Are you sure!?โ€ Leonus objected knowing how skilled Hiromi was, โ€œWhere is he?โ€

โ€œHe was found in the laundry room. Itโ€™s terribleโ€ฆโ€ she answered then turned to her husband who comforted her.

โ€œOh, my godโ€ฆโ€ Derek muttered, โ€œpoor Erik but the other!? Whoโ€™s the other!?โ€

No one answered for the reveal was too shocking to say.

โ€œThe Keeperโ€™s mother.โ€ Wyatt pushed his way through the crowd toward Derek and Leonus who stood in shock.

โ€œThe Keeperโ€™sโ€ฆโ€ Leonusโ€™ voice quivered, โ€œby the godsโ€ฆโ€ he was shocked but knew the wrath that bestowed everyone when she finds out.

โ€œAre you...are you sure!?โ€ Derek combed hair that hung in his eyes back off his face.

โ€œYes. I identified the body myself.โ€ Wyatt answered solemnly.

Derek and Wyatt leered at Leonus.

โ€œWhat?โ€ he barked, โ€œOh, come onโ€ฆyou canโ€™t think I had something to do with this!โ€

โ€œEveryone knows how you hate Yza, so why not get back at her in the worse way possible?โ€ Derek moaned.

โ€œLook, I may be who I am and have done the things I have, but thisโ€ฆโ€ he gestured around, โ€œI could never do, much less take a mother away from her child or vice-verse. My heart isnโ€™t that tainted with hatred!โ€

โ€œAlright, thatโ€™s enough. We get it, Leonus.โ€ Wyatt added, โ€œBesides, your thoughts put you in the clear but Iโ€™m not so sure about Yzavela, considering you left her on the field to die.โ€ he made sure he rubbed that in the alphaโ€™s face.

โ€œDerek, you stay here and Iโ€™llgo to the greenhouse.โ€ Leonus proclaimed, ignoring Wyattโ€™s observation and receiving a nod in reply, they parted ways.

Derek pushed his way through with Wyatt leading ahead and entering the dwellingsโ€™ lounge, the laundry door was propped open allowing the steam to escape. He approached the doorway slowly; his eyes scanning the scene but he paused pressing his back hard against the frame in shock. Tears immediately stung his eyes for the scene of Hiromi (covered in large towels in respect) in that condition was sickening in an unsettling way for he deserved a better death. The strong Samoan lycan turned away with his right fist to his mouth; head shaking back and forth.

โ€œOh, my godโ€ฆโ€ Derek muttered as he leaned against the back of the couch. โ€œFirst the war, now this!โ€

โ€œDerek...are you alright, man!?โ€ Wyatt asked in concern, having nothing against Derek.

โ€œAnd her mother...was she...found the same way?โ€ Derek inquired as he closed his eyes.

Wyatt hesitated having to answer but he did,

โ€œYes, but...her heart remained intact.โ€

Leonus sprinted across the estate toward the greenhouse, discovering the same scene; Lady Dโ€™s body covered with a garden tarp. Despite his hatred toward the young Keeper, he held nothing against the woman other than just being her mother. He closed his eyes then turned away as Bethโ€™s voice called out, instructing everyone to part ways so she, Doctor Matthews and other medical staff could tend to the body. Beth stumbled in shock, for they were supposed to meet later that day so my mom could exchange the herbs she gathered. She leaned against one of the aisle racks, crying as Doctor Matthews comforted her.

Leonus backed away stepping outside leaning his hands against the glass panels; his head held downโ€œWHO COULDโ€™VE DONE THIS!? WHO COULDโ€™VE...โ€he thought then remembered Nathanโ€™s nervous behavior and urge to leave the estate with a backpack, โ€œNO...HE COULDNโ€™T HAVE DONE THIS. NATHAN?โ€ and putting two-and-two together, he took an accurate guess that he took his revenge against the Hybrid for leaving her mark upon his face that would never heal, โ€œBY THE GODSโ€ฆโ€ he covered his mouth in worry.


The same day, in Penrith, the silence was deafening but for me as I sat downstairs at one of the pubโ€™s tables, I felt something terrible had happenedinvolving my mom. I didnโ€™t take the feeling lightly for all I saw in my mind were bloody tears and I couldnโ€™t understand it. It was then I felt, our strong bond being severed, and it frightened me.

โ€œMolockโ€ฆโ€ I called out, โ€œMolock, pleaseโ€ฆMolock!โ€ but he didnโ€™t answer so I turned to another, โ€œLilithโ€ฆโ€ and she too didnโ€™t answer, โ€œsh*t!โ€ I sped outside where the others stood in the streets talking among themselves; they turned their heads taking notice of the worry in my eyes.

โ€œYza...whatโ€™s wrong?โ€ Nick asked as he sped after me.

โ€œI donโ€™t know, but something isnโ€™t right on the Isle and it involves my mom.โ€ I fretted.

โ€œBloody hell...why does everything happen when you leave that damn place!?โ€ Caleb announced.

โ€œItโ€™s a f*cking curse, but Iโ€™m going back because I wonโ€™t be able to shake this feeling.โ€

โ€œIโ€™ll come with you.โ€ Erik added, โ€œI havenโ€™t heard from my father and thatโ€™s not like him.โ€

โ€œWeโ€™ll go too.โ€ Nick announced gesturing at himself and Caleb, โ€œWe like your parents and if something has happened, we want to be there for you.โ€

โ€œThank you.โ€ I appreciated.

โ€œSteven will go with you, as well.โ€ Nikolaas proposed, โ€œRoberto and I will finish up here, then return to the Isle.โ€

โ€œSo...youโ€™ve accepted my offer?โ€ I uttered.

โ€œIndeed. Tough choice but look at this placeโ€ฆitโ€™s dead.โ€ Nikolaas gestured.

โ€œGreat, Iโ€™m glad you decided but take your time to make sure. No rush, really.โ€ I smiled, โ€œNow, I need to get going.โ€

โ€œGive my regards to your Ma-ma, Si!?โ€ Roberto offered a smile.

โ€œWill do. See you guys laterโ€ฆโ€ I nodded then teleported in a red burst of red flame-like mist appearing at Heysham harbor; the others following after in stopover points until arriving at Heyshamโ€™s harbor.

Our presence startled the guards momentarily, especially upon my appearance. With friendly greetings, our small party returned to the island and appearing on the harbor, Caleb and Nick went to their posts upon the wall and making their return known, they received horrific news taking notice of the frantic behavior from their friends and comrades.

โ€œHey, whatโ€™s going on!?โ€ Nick asked a passing guard.

โ€œBloody hell, what is this!?โ€ Caleb observed the chaos.

โ€œOh, thank god youโ€™re back!โ€ Jonโ€™s voice appeared behind them and turning to him, Nick and Caleb took notice of Jonโ€™s red flushed face with tears running down his face.

โ€œJonathan, mate...whatโ€™s wrong!? Itโ€™s not...Lucy!?โ€ Caleb asked in concern.

โ€œNo, itโ€™s not Lucy. Sheโ€™s fine, but...oh godโ€ฆโ€ he hyperventilated.

โ€œJonathan, man...calm down. What happened!?โ€ Nick pestered.

โ€œSomething happened, guys...something really bad.โ€ Jon answered.

โ€œWHAT...is it!?โ€ Nick urged.

Jon combed his red hair back as he leaned his back against the walls waist-high ledge, beginning to explain the events that had taken place hours before. Nick and Caleb stood in shock and disbelief, not wanting to believe the news.

โ€œNo...it canโ€™t be, I meanโ€ฆare they sure itโ€™sโ€ฆโ€ Nickโ€™s voice quivered; tears stinging his eyes that he wiped.

โ€œI helped I.D. Hiromiโ€™s body, so Iโ€™m sure.โ€ Jon cried, โ€œOh, god...poor Erik and Yzaโ€ฆshe doesnโ€™t need this. Not after losing Anthony. Where are they? Erik and Yza, I mean?โ€

โ€œTheyโ€™re at the harbor.โ€ Caleb muttered, โ€œSo it wonโ€™t be long now before they find out andwe should be there for them.โ€

Jon and Nick nodded in silence when Wyatt appeared.

โ€œYou told them, I gather?โ€ he asked.

โ€œI canโ€™t believe this! Who did it?โ€ Nick questioned.

โ€œWe donโ€™t know.โ€ Wyatt muttered in disappointment, โ€œWe havenโ€™t had the chance to figure that out yet, because the discoveries are a big shock to everyone.โ€

โ€œHey, heyโ€ฆlook!โ€ he pointed out toward the distance between the wall and village; his Wraith eyes watched as Erik, Steven and the Hybrid strolled through the square.

โ€œCome onโ€ฆโ€ Jon added, then disappeared; Nick, Caleb and Wyatt following after appearing near the gate leading into the square waiting for us to approach.

Steven, Erik and I strolled through RP&V (Ravenstoneโ€™s Port and Village) glancing around, taking notice things were continuing to get back on track but residents scampered from their shops, stands and rooms at the Inn, all heading toward the manor. There was glum and dismal energy in the atmosphere and it worried me.

โ€œSomethingโ€™s not right.โ€ I worried then glanced ahead seeing friends awaiting our return; Steven and Erik following closely behind me, โ€œWhat is it!?โ€ I ordered in a quivering tone before they could speak, โ€œTell meโ€ฆโ€ I saw sadness in their eyes.

โ€œJonathan?โ€ Erik pleaded taking a step toward his friend.

โ€œGod damn it...tell me!โ€ I shouted; black eyes beginning to cover my eyes.

My friends standing in front of us bit their lower lips while glancing at their feet. Caleb bravely stepped forward toward me while Jon took steps toward Erik.

โ€œYzaโ€ฆโ€ Caleb stared deep into my eyes; his brown eyes told the story and for the first time, I was able to get into his head. Perhaps it was because of my Hybrid nature, I didnโ€™t know but his thoughts were screaming the events that drew attention.

โ€œErik, mate...itโ€™s your fatherโ€ฆโ€ Jon stuttered.

โ€œCaleb?โ€ I muttered.

โ€œYour parents...theyโ€™reโ€ฆโ€ Caleb tried finding the words. Nick and Wyatt remained silent as Steven approached them, standing behind them. My heart sunk to my feet as Erik stood frozen.

I glanced in Wyattโ€™s direction then sped toward him, grabbing onto his arms, taking a look into his mind and oh, godโ€ฆthe images flashed through were horrific.

โ€œNo!โ€ I pulled away leaving claw marks along the fabric of his shirt, โ€œGod, noโ€ฆโ€ I shook my head then glanced toward Erik who also stole memories from Jonโ€™s mind, โ€œNoโ€ฆโ€ I began breathing heavily as I hyperventilated and supernaturals arenโ€™t supposed to hyperventilate, โ€œNoโ€ฆnoโ€ฆnot again, please?โ€ I cried shaking my head.

Stevenโ€™s eyes filled with tears after Wyatt quietly revealed the events.

I moaned, feeling my Hybrid rage storming to the surface and where I stood, the grass beneath my feet, burned within an instant as I engulfed in my Aura that sent embers flying through the air; embers of which those standing near avoided. Closing my eyes, I felt my claws wanting to extract within my clenched fists; blood dripped onto the grass.

Suddenly the ground beneath the Isle trembled violently; the scale tipped off balance.

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