He efficiently folds and stores his belongings, although I still observe a subtle trembling in his hands and a quiver in his bottom lip. I am aware that he is likely experiencing internal turmoil.
“I apologise, child,” I exhale, resenting the predicament on his account.
Jadi remains unresponsive, methodically closing the bag and gesturing a signature towards me. Throughout the years, I have acquired some proficiency in sign language and can interpret his inquiry.
“Will you accompany me?” “He inquires.”
“I am merely transporting you and Melina,” I respond with remorse.
His composed demeanour momentarily wavers, but he swiftly regains his poise and poses another inquiry.
“Will it be painful?” He affixes his signature.
Unable to deceive him, I rest my hand on his shoulder and draw him forward. “It will not be a pleasurable experience, but the discomfort is fleeting… and then… it culminates in the most extraordinary sensation imaginable.”
He smiles, however the delight fails to manifest in his eyes. It is evident that he is apprehensive; nevertheless, as is customary, he resigns himself to his destiny, concealing his anguish and trepidation within his heart, ensuring that no one else experiences them.
The journey to the waterfall cabin is brief, yet sufficiently distant to ensure that no Scarlett Haven wolf will interrupt him. Alpha Cyrus acquired it years prior as a modest refuge for himself. Subsequently, it transformed into the location for his clandestine meetings with Princess Bre. He bequeathed the cabin to Noel; nevertheless, the Alpha prefers not to visit it. He detests being reminded of his sibling.
Jadi assists Melina in exiting the vehicle, and I unload his baggage prior to departing. I observe Jadi consoling Melina through my rearview mirror while driving, my chest swelling with pride. Despite his personal suffering, Jadi cares for his loved ones like a genuine Alpha. If Noel could recognise the true strength of his kid, perhaps he would embrace him as he is.
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.I regret not being present for Jadi’s inaugural shift every single day. If Olivia were aware that I abandoned her kid on the most significant day of his life, she would never absolve me.
While flying above the coast, I retrieve the California map to examine the regions of the Bay Area. When traversing between packs, it is essential to consistently possess a Pack map. Wolves exhibit territorial behaviour and are averse to unauthorised intrusions by newcomers. San Francisco lacks any packs due to the necessity for wolves to have ample space to roam in their wolf form; however, werewolf enterprises are prevalent in the area, and our presence will be conspicuous.
Fortunately, King Arthur possesses several connections in the Bay Area who are prepared to provide us with secure accommodation throughout our investigation. I am confident that locating Jadi will be effortless. Silver wolves are uncommon, and a rogue individual is unlikely to remain unnoticed for an extended period. It is highly probable that Jadi and Melina have already located a pack for accommodation. My sole concern is that Stonecold is likely aware of his location as well, and it will not be long before an attempt is made on his life.
I observe the multitude of red dots on the map, aware that Jadi and Melina could not have travelled far from San Francisco.
“There is a rumour circulating that the Ivory Twins reside in California,” Korbin murmurs. “Do you believe that to be accurate?” ”
“The Ivory Twins are a fabrication, Kor,” I exclaim in exasperation, scrutinising the arrangement of packs meticulously to ascertain potential alliances.
“I believe they are genuine,” Korbin murmurs, languidly extending his legs.
“Sit up straight,” I command, as Korbin straightens and glances at the tablet. I indicate a red dot in the Santa Cruz Mountains. Our scouts await us at the airport. Observe the small red dot.“I enquire, to which Korbin assents with a nod. “That is our destination.” The Redwood pack is a longstanding ally of King Arthur from his adolescence. They ought to possess pertinent information regarding the individual we are seeking.
“What if they do not?” ”
I gaze at the expanse of crimson points on the map. “Then may the Moon Goddess assist us.”
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..Marlon’s Perspective
Upon exiting the airport in King County, I am greeted by a wave of hot air on this exceptionally warm day. I swiftly navigate baggage claim and procure an Uber to the nearest ferry dock. Following multiple transfers and an over two-hour ride, I arrive in the quaint town of Liberty Bay.
The Downtown area is vibrant, offering a picturesque view of the ocean. Although it is late in the evening, the environment is very tranquil, with only a handful of individuals traversing the street.
I conclude that Laura must cherish this place as visions of her escorting a young boy to school inundate my thoughts.
