Cursed By Fate

It so happened that Elijah and the rest of the pack arrived a few minutes just as Jack and his nephew left that compound. The Alpha’s spy sent the other two to scout and report back as he and Elijah watched safely from a distance.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“I will not cower behind, ” said Elijah as he turned his face towards the Alpha’s spy. He got no response that implied he was to be quiet and patient. Uncomfortable as he was, ElIjah had no option but to wait.

The scouts returned a few minutes later and reported what they had observed. One of them had used his supernatural hearing to make sure no one else was on the premises. “Alright then, toss his place apart and track him down. The hunter dies today ” the spy instructed his pack and proceeded downhill.

Elijah spotted the tire tracks as they approached the entrance to the fence. They split into two. One group took the back entrance and Elijah took the front. The Alpha’s spy stood guard to signal the rest should they have unexpected company.

Elijah took his heel to the lock of the door which stood little chance and the hinges broke and the door fell . He stepped in enraged as he could perceive the stench of liquor, the breakfast they had, and the faint smell of two grown men, which suggested they had been here not too long ago.

The other two gained access to the back entrance and wasted no time tearing the place apart. From furniture to everything else in sight were destroyed and ravaged. They were obviously enjoying it as it was the sort of warm-up they needed that morning.

Elijah walked around the house observing and taking into detail what he saw. He was trying to understand the demeanor of the man who could have murdered his daughter. There were no pictures or signs to indicate anyone else lived there.

” That’s enough, let’s go track this bastard.” The Alpha’s spy said. They regrouped and with his scent began to track him through the tire tracks. Elijah made sure to pick a face towel belonging to Jack should In case they lost track of his scent.

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“It’s the cabin at the end of the road” Jack said as he pointed to John and Caroline’s Cabin. It was a paved pathway that was curved due to the trees in the area. Lyon took his foot off the gas pedal in order to slow down and allowed the truck decelerate as they approached the Cabin.

John was the first to step out as he heard the sound of a car pulling into the drive way.

He was stunned to see Jack, although having never met him before. This was mainly because of the expression on his face, which spelt out no intention of being friendly.

“Good Morning. Is this the current residence of Laura Ambrose ” Jack asked as he stepped out of the truck and turned his direction towards John. ” And who might be asking?” John replied. “Well I’m Jackson sir but you can call me Jack , now seeing as I have answered your question. would you be so kind as to provide me with the location of Laura.”

John was a little frightened but he managed to control it and took a deep breath before he replied. ” I have no idea who that is.” Jack smiled mischievously as he said ” Now look I know you think I’m the bad guy here but trust me , I just want what’s best Laura as I am sure you do too.”

Caroline over heard the exchange and hurriedly walked to alert Carl and Laura.

“Carl, Jack is here .” She said as she watched his eyes widen and his jaw clenched. It was as if he’d just received a bitter taste in his mouth. Carl jumped up to his feet and just as he hastily put on his shirt , he turned to look at Laura’s face.

Back downstairs Jack was trying to be diplomatic so they were no more casualties other than the one he had intended. But it seemed as though John was not having any of it as he repeatedly insisted that he had no idea who Laura was.

Laura had tears in her eyes as she begged Carl not to confront Jack. ” Please my love don’t go down there .” She pleaded. But Carl was too furious to consider her emotions at that time . One question was running through his mind why would Jack come all the way out here for her. And it occurred to him.

Jack was a hunter, and the only reason he would be there was to hunt down a werewolf. Seeing as there was no one else in the house that fit that description, he knew he was the intended target.”That insolent scum, his got fucking guts.” He murmured to himself as he made his way down the stairs.

All along Lyon was behind the wheel assembling the crossbow just like Jack thought him to do. He pulled the string back and fixed the laced arrow in the chamber.

His chest was heavy, and his throat became dry as andrenaline rushed throughout his body. This was his first encounter that would surely result in conflict. Mentally he was ready but his body seemed to stiffen a little bit.

Carl arrived downstairs to find John in a heated conversation with Jack. He was too angry to notice Jack was standing behind the door of the truck for a reason. “It’s alright John I got this ” he said placing his hand on his shoulder. John hesitated but the minute he heard a subtle growl beneath carl’s breath, he backed down.

“There he is the dark knight, seeing you would mean Laura is here.” Jack said observing if Carl gave any hint of morphing. With his left hand, he picked the crossbow slowly while gaining cover behind the door.

“I know why you’re here Jack, turn around before you make me do something I won’t regret” Carl said as he eyes turned bright red and his claws emerge from this finger tips.

But just as his fangs came out, he heard Laura scream ” Carl please don’t “. He turned his face towards her and in that moment of brief distraction, Jack fired the first arrow to his shoulder.