Chapter 506
Chapter 506
All the rubble had been removed and the new groundwork was already getting started. The plan is to have it built and decorated, and for us to move back in before the girls arrive.
While Evrin holds my hand, staring at the space where our home once was, Logan runs around us in circles. The boys were so different and I still didn’t know why Logan couldn’t shift. Technically, he was the eldest. It would be his birthright to become the Alpha, but Evrin just seemed more aware
Though I had only heard from Klaus once, he had confirmed he could find nothing about Evrin. Eventually just putting it down to following in his mother’s footsteps.
Ryken appears on my left. “It’s coming along nicely. I’m making sure everything is as it needs to be.”
“Thank you.” He had taken the lead on the build. Checking in with me regularly about the progress.
Just before the work started properly, he had come to me and told me that before he came to Black Shadow, this was the job he did to support his family.
As a pack, we had always managed to stick up new houses ourselves, but the packhouse was the largest place here. It needed someone that could spot problems that we might not see and Ryken seemed to be the man for the job.
He glances down at Logan who is busy pulling up grass. His eyes shift to Evrin who is still staring at the empty space. “Different, aren’t they?”
“Yes.”
He dips his head but doesn’t say anymore and strides over to meet with others that are already gathering to help with the work.
I had forgotten to ask how Kade was doing. He had been home for a while now, but was yet to return to school. It was the teacher that had told me, because neither one of his parents had. I will check in later if I have time. Cóntent belongs to NovélDráma. Org
“Let’s go see uncle Damien.”
The boys push through the door before Damien has a chance to open it all the way. I knew who they were after. They loved climbing all over Dorothy, but they were about to be disappointed because Brax and Maddie had taken her into the city to pick up a few things.
Their smiles quickly disappear as they realise she isn’t here. Samara is quick to the rescue, bringing out some toys for them to play with.
Neah had been a little hesitant about the boys being around her. I understood why, but with the promise of me not letting them out of my sight, she agreed.
“I wasn’t expecting you. Neah sleeping?” Damien asks
“Thought we could give her a little bit of peace.” I mutter with a nod
“Actually, it’s a good thing you are here.” He tells me. “Samara has been going through that book Klaus gave her.” “Still?”
He nods at me. “We think she might have found something.”
“About their location?”
“It’s not named, but there are hints throughout the book. Light descriptions of areas.”
He grabs the large book off the kitchen counter and hands it to me. Glancing through to the lounge at Samara putting together a train track, he smiles. “I actually think her and Klaus would have gotten along.” “Really?”
“If you open the book, you will see why.”
Paragraphs are highlighted in a multitude of colours. A piece of paper is folded in the front with the matching colours and a description of what each one is for.
“She’s desperate to find out if there are other family members out there.” He tells me
“I wish I could say the same about Neah.” I mutter. “She has had too many bad experiences with the family she had. That won’t just go away. I’m certain she will change her mind on this.”
“The descriptions are vague.” Samara tells me as she moves to the kettle. “But there are a few that cross over. There is mention of a small beach in one part when they are getting ready to battle. Another bit mentions a tide washing out the beach landers, sending them crashing into the cliffs. There’s something about the waves being dangerous and if people don’t know the area, they shouldn’t go. Boats are rarely seen in the area. Things like that.”
She shuffles into a chair. “It took me a while to see it.”
“To find the descriptions?”
“I think it’s more than that.” Samara tells me
Damien shakes his head, “It’s just her theory. We don’t know anything for certain.”
I glance over to the boys who are attempting to climb up on the sofa. I had no more family to offer them. I couldn’t give them any more insight on who they are or their bloodline, but Neah could, especially if she knew more.
“Let me hear it.”
“I think this was written specifically for Kitsons to find their way home.”