by E. S Night
“What do you mean remind him of who he is?” Mum spoke wanting to know everything.
Kaleb licked his lips in awkwardness. “Your brother was never really your brother; we originate from the first wolf, Hale. The Lasair as they stand now originate from Hale’s brother, William. William found a way hundreds of years ago, to reincarnate himself so he can keep coming back here each time he dies. The Lasair then find him through magic, when he turns eighteen usually, and then train him to remember his true nature. This must be so much to take in, I’m sorry that your family have been dragged into this new world of ours, but it sounds like you were always meant to be a part of it.” Kaleb stared at my parents.
As my dad wiped away the tears from mum’s eyes, I could tell that she was feeling a little better. I knew it would be a long-time before the severity of the situation sank into my parent’s minds but, something told me things between the Lasair and us were about to reach a whole different level of bad.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
The Order
Four days passed with no word from the counsel or the Lasair. Kaleb had tried several times to reach the order, but to no avail. It made me feel sick to my stomach, the not knowing of it all; thinking we could be attacked by the Lasair, it didn’t bear thinking about. Although our nerves were tense, the four days seemed to pass easily, sleeping in the same bed with Grayson made it all seem tolerable somehow. Mum refused to cope with her grief about losing her brother; she dealt with her feelings by acting like a sixteen-year-old, infatuated again with my dad, it was cute actually. They didn’t even give me a hard time about sleeping with Grayson, which I appreciated.
Everyone appeared to be getting on well; Logan and Ella were inseparable, much to Isaac’s frustration because he was determined to make my brother the best guardian that the world had ever seen, although technically he was the only one ever seen. The compulsion that Kaleb had Grayson use on the locals
worked a treat. My brother was now free to do whatever he wanted. We caught Riley up to speed about everything, she was quite depressed when we told her about everything she’d missed, I don’t think she’ll be drinking again. Colton’s been following her around like a little puppy since she got here, she also moved in upstairs and is currently playing hard to get, something I have never seen her do before, so that alone means she must like him.
The plan when we first moved in with the Hales was that it would only be for a few days whilst we contacted the counsel to direct our next move, but there had been no sign of them getting in touch with us. I'm wondering if this has become a more permanent solution. Maria distracted me with the smell of bacon and eggs wafting through the entire house. I held my large coffee with two hands as I watched the morning light shine through the hallway. “Good morning beautiful.” Grayson said, sneaking up on me.
“Good morning.” I spoke, as his hands found the ties of my dressing gown.
I turned to face him. “No, stop it.”
“I love you.” He pulled me into a kiss.
“I love you.” I spoke, hanging my arms over
his shoulders. Anna and Aidan must have smelled Maria’s breakfast as well because they ran down the stairs.
“Good morning you two.” Aidan announced grinning at our intimate conversation.
“Good morning.” We said smiling at each other.
“Come and get some breakfast, you need to keep your strength up to feed those hormones of yours.” Anna muttered.
Everyone seemed to have found their way to the kitchen. In the outside world, it was usually technology that brought people closer together, in the Hale’s case – it was breakfast. Maria, considering our frosty start had completely changed her mind about me, I could see it; I think she was glad I made Grayson so happy and there was no denying that the woman could cook up a storm. The best thing about her food is she always cooks everything from scratch and makes enough to feed the entire island. I didn’t realise that humans that turn into wolves eat thirty meals a day; I’ve even started to gain a little weight from Maria's continuous mealtime routine.
We all sat down to eat when we heard a thud
coming from the hallway. We all seemingly looked to Kaleb, encouraging him to take a look. Everyone waited for him to inspect the corridor; he came sauntering back into the kitchen calmly with a brown envelope.
“Well open it then, it could be from the counsel.” Maria ordered. Kaleb ripped the top of the paper and tipped it upside down revealing a USB that just fell into his hand.
“That’s it a USB stick?” Riley spoke, visibly disappointed that there wasn’t any threat or danger stemming from the envelope.
“Let’s see what’s on it, everyone in the living room!” Colton shouted, causing everyone to dash through to the lounge.
“Kaleb, don’t you think we should watch it first before you show the kids.” Mum asked him politely.
“I think I’m done keeping things from everyone in this house, we handle whatever it is as a family – no more secrets and now our family includes you.” Kaleb led us to follow him into the living room. He pushed the USB into the enormous television in the front room, leading Maria to press select on the remote.
An older man appeared on the television, I
hadn’t seen him before now but he was dressed similarly to McKentire and Connell; I knew then it was what we had been waiting for, it was the counsel sending us a message.
"Hale clan – I hope some of you remember me, my name is Kallen, current leader of the counsel. We have received all your messages explaining the events from the last few months and we were all devastated in Ireland to hear the dreadful news about our friends McKentire and Connell. I’m sorry we haven’t been able to contact you any sooner than this, I also apologise for the way we have had to contact you. It is necessary for you to come back to Ireland. The Lasair have threatened our kind for the very last time, we will take no more of it. Two members of the counsel have been murdered and they will not have died in vain, we will make sure of that. It is time for you all to come back, re-join our family and come out of the darkness from where you have been forced to hide to save the lives of others. I will not stand for the kin of the first wolf to be intimidated any longer; you will fight by our side. We have declared war on the Lasair, their reign of terror ends now. For hundreds of years the
Lasair have endangered the wolves, controlling them with the fear of extinction and we have followed their order. I now stand before you and pledge the promise of war; no more will you suffer at their hands. We have been, mistakenly taken for fragile people, we are peaceful but we are not weak! If they dare strike us, then we shall fight back. If we do not attack now, then we risk further conflict down the line – do we want our children and grandchildren to fight this battle or do you want to handle this? I choose to meet the danger now and take whatever consequences that may bring. At least we will know that we stood for freedom and not inaction brought on from our fear. The future is what we choose, not what they choose for us. We have a duty to you as your leading counsel and we will not let you hide away in the shadows any longer! The next thing you will see is the conflict the Lasair have caused in our many lands; different clans from all over the earth are standing to join us in this fight for victory."
Swiftly, the video changed to clips of people from different parts of the world angered by the Lasair’s actions, it was clear to see that the
wolves were after blood and they did not intend to let the witches get away with murdering anyone else. I couldn’t watch the hideous videos of the Lasair any longer; I felt my body rejecting the bacon I’d just scoffed down forcing me to sprint to the bathroom. I couldn’t even contemplate going to war with the witches, I started to believe it was the thought of fighting that was making me sick and not my breakfast.
Chapter Thirty
Positive Thinking
What was going on with me? I sat there on
the bathroom floor for about ten minutes waiting to be sick, still hearing the voices of tension echoing all the way upstairs. I thought to myself that I would be fine if the room would just stop spinning for a second.
I wondered if I was like my mum and suffered from low blood sugar, her sickness always improved whenever she’d eat chocolate, too bad I had none and God forbid Maria see a chocolate bar anywhere in the house, she’d snatch it straight out of your hands, I needed chocolate! I need chocolate, I need chocolate, and I couldn't get the need for it out of my head!
I remembered Logan had chocolate in one of the bags I’d put in from the supermarket that day. I stood up, balancing myself using the door and headed towards Logan’s room. I spotted the white plastic bag underneath his bed and tipped it upside down. I fell silent. There was a pregnancy test box lying there on his bed that had fallen out. How had that got in there?
Someone had put this in the bag. The test got me thinking about my last period, with everything that was going on, I didn’t realise that I was late. I held my hand up to my mouth, I couldn’t be pregnant. I just couldn’t, could I? I walked back into the bathroom with the test. It felt like it was dragging my arm down to the floor. I attempted to open the top of the box but my hands wouldn’t stop shaking. I tossed the instructions in the bath, it was one of those new ones that stated in a word if you were pregnant or not, I don’t think, even I could screw that up, wee on the stick and read the word and that’s exactly what I did.
My legs began to shake waiting for the results. I took a glimpse at the test and noticed a word fixed in the screen, the word staring up at me was 'positive'.
At this point it would be easy to assume that I wasn’t pregnant, it could just be a false positive, and all I’d need was another test, but this wasn’t like that – I think I already knew. This wasn’t a normal pregnancy, I tried to deny what I’ve been feeling for days now, but in my heart, I was sure that something was the matter with me, but it was always easier to lay it on someone else.
Every time Konrad would speak I felt sick, I
think the baby was trying to warn me. I presumed it was Logan’s power compatible with electricity or something, but it wasn’t, it was me all along. The baby wanted me to get to Logan, so it activated the door and it started the car at the hospital for us to escape. The baby had already done so much for me and I wouldn't be able to keep it. Grayson’s words suddenly re-entered my mind in a flash –
“We won’t ever be able to have children - the mother and child always die in childbirth”. The cruel fact of the matter was that I wouldn’t ever be able to meet my baby.
Out of nowhere I heard footsteps heading up the stairs; I wasn’t ready yet to face anyone, so I stayed silent waiting for them to go into another room.
“Abigail?” Grayson spoke softly; he was trying to find me. I heard him enter our bedroom, so I tiptoed down the stairs, creeping towards the back door of the kitchen. Everyone was still so enthralled by the video; they didn’t even notice me walking past the hallway. I stepped outside the door, feeling the early morning breeze against my face. I stood there for a minute, just breathing, trying to figure out everything in my
head.
I stepped over to the shallow fence, resting my elbows on top of the wood. The harbour looked spectacular from here, it was almost enough to make me forget for a second I was carrying a child I couldn’t keep. All at once, my emotions clashed causing me to sob hysterically; after everything, I wasn’t allowed to keep this baby? Hadn’t I been through enough already?
I stopped crying long enough to take a deep breath; I was attempting to focus on the beautiful view that surrounded me. The bedroom doors from the balcony opened, it was Grayson.
“Hey, I’ve been looking for you; where did you go?” He smiled down at me.
“Just to the bathroom, I’m fine.” I said, hiding the fact I was dying inside.
“Okay, just wait there, I’ll be down in a minute.” He spoke, closing the doors behind him. I turned back around to the harbour, feeling the desire to touch my stomach. Suddenly, a vision invaded my brain, a clear, lucid vision emerging from the darkness.
I was in a white room. It appeared to be like a hospital but I don’t think it was one. I heard noises everywhere, people were talking but I
couldn’t make out what they were saying. I saw myself holding my baby, we were both alive and well – I looked so happy. I’ve never seen myself look so happy before in my life.
Without warning I was thrown out of the premonition, I knew my baby had given that beautiful gift to me. It was undeniable. I'd keep this child and nothing in this world would stop me. I smiled across the harbour contented, appreciating the gift in knowing everything was going to be okay.
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Hello! I'm E.S Night, Y/A writer. Thank you for buying one of my books. I am the author of the Wolfland Trilogy and the Greyblood Chronicles. Similar books on the same topic as my titles are - Twilight, Shiver, Pretty Little Liars and Vampire Diaries to name a few. When writing my stories, I understand that the topics I love - paranormal romance - is pretty much as far fetched as I can get. However, if the supernatural world did exist, how would these character's really act? That's what I love to investigate. I'm aiming for as near to reality as possible in a world of magic. Wolfland, is also based on actual legends throughout.
More stuff about me? Let's get personal. I was in my third year of teacher training when my father suffered three strokes within a week. My life changed – irreversibly so. Without sounding like my very own sob story (Not my intention, believe me) I adapted and I became his carer. Once
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