Lucas
"Fuck."
This cannot be happening.
They couldn't have come to my territory. This was just a way to hang around with Gabriel. This was a way to have some fun and mess with him.
I jump up from my bed and all the way to the other side of the main house. Past my fathers' room and down the stairs to the basement. I open the door to a room filled with all our artefacts. Things I have collected over the years. Things no one should fucking know about.
The first thing I do is check for scents. Scents of intruders, scents that will tell me that anyone has been in here.
"Fuck," I exclaim silently praying that they didn't come here. It all looks untouched, I would have never even known anything was missing. I walk into another room in the large basement and flick on the light.
"Please gods, do not fucking do this to me now."
With shaking hands, I reach for the safe by the corner of the room and unlock it. There is a box inside. A box that contains the most dangerous but beautiful stone.
Why did I fucking keep it here?
I should have known better than that. Usually, there is a glow that emanates from the box, even before I even open it but now, it's gone. Stolen by who the fuck knows.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath trying to calm the rising panic inside me.
"Fuck," I scream to no one.
"Fuck."
I pace back and forth in the room, cursing under my breath. The Nightshade Syndicate had the audacity to come into my territory and steal something from me. My pack was on high alert, no one was to leave the territory without my permission. The patrollers were to keep an extra sharp eye out for any rogue wolves that didn't belong, especially the people that came to my home.
They planned this when I was away. They targeted me and they fucking knew about the stone.
The stone, known as the Moonstone, is a mesmerizing artefact of immense power. It is a radiant, iridescent gem that seems to capture the essence of moonlight within its core. Its surface shimmers with a soft luminescence, casting a gentle glow in its surroundings. The stone is round and smooth, fitting comfortably in the palm of one's hand.
Legend has it that the Moonstone holds ancient magic, harnessed from the moon itself. Its power is said to be tied to the lunar cycles, waxing and waning in strength as the moon traverses the night sky. When fully activated, the stone emits a brilliant light, akin to the moon at its zenith, illuminating the darkness and revealing hidden truths.
But the true power of the Moonstone lies in its ability to manipulate and channel lunar energy. It can enhance the supernatural abilities of werewolves, magnifying their strength, speed, and senses to unparalleled levels. When in the presence of the Moonstone, a werewolf's connection to the moon is intensified, heightening their instincts and granting them an almost primal control over their abilities.
Moreover, the Moonstone possesses a unique healing property. It is said to have the ability to mend physical and emotional wounds with its ethereal energy. Its touch can accelerate the regeneration of damaged tissue and soothe the anguish of a tormented soul.
The stone is an object of desire, coveted by many, particularly those who seek to harness its power for their own nefarious purposes. Its theft by the Nightshade Syndicate poses a significant threat to my pack and the delicate balance between supernatural factions. Its potential for misuse could unleash chaos and upheaval.
Someone from my pack let them in. Nothing else makes sense.
I am pissed, so angry that I could burn this whole compound to the ground until i find out who did this.
I grab my phone from my pocket and dial Gabriel's number. He answers immediately.
"Why the fuck did you hang up. I have been calling you," he screams into the phone but I don't even have the time for this.
"How did they get in?" I ask him.
Gabriel's voice is filled with concern as he responds, realizing the urgency in my tone. "A man from your pack let them in. I'd recognise him if I saw him but I don't know who he is."
Fuck.
"I need to see you. Show me who it is," I let out a breath. He will know what i am asking for and he might not agree to it.
"You can't be serious Blackwood. I will not tether with you. I will not let you get into my fucking head."
I know the repercussions of what I am asking for but this is the only way to find out what he knows. In public, we can't be seen together.
Becoming one with Gabriel is the only way to find out who let those motherfuckers into my home.
It the only way to fucking kill him?