The Blood Moon Twins
Chapter 26

REMY

\tl looked at my mom as she hovered in the doorway, waiting for my answer. I shook my head. "Not really. What's up?"

\t"Can we talk?" she asked.

\tl shrugged, knowing there was no point in having any conversation with her. It wasn't like she was going to be honest with me anyway. \t"Daniel mentioned you had some questions for him about blood moons," she said, fishing for me to give her an explanation.

\t"Yep." I popped the "p" sound as I spoke. She hadn't been honest with me recently, so I didn't feel like I owed her anything.

\t"Any reason you're interested in them suddenly?" She scanned my face for something, and I just stared directly back at her, unsure of what she was looking for.

\t"Blood Moons make werewolves and sorcerers more powerful. Since I am both, I just thought it would be good to know more about them." I wasn't lying to her, but I still hadn't told her about my vision from the party. I knew the blood moon would be important, but I hadn't quite figured out what my vision meant yet.

\t"They do," she said cautiously. "I feel a surge of magic every time they happen, but it's not always a good thing. They can be dangerous."

\tl tilted my head, surprised she was actually giving me some information. "What do you mean?"

\t"The full moon is a blessing for werewolves. It makes us stronger, as you surely know. But a total lunar eclipse is something different. It causes a surge of power during that brief window, and I have heard of it causing some werewolves to get more aggressive. It's a lot of power, but that power can be dangerous," she explained.

\t"If it's so dangerous, then why haven't you ever mentioned this before?" I asked.

\t"Your father and I have always monitored the pack when they occur, but usually it's late in the night, and since most people are sleeping, problems have never arisen. You and Caulder had never shown any signs of a spike in energy, so I didn't think it was necessary."

\tl wanted to ask her more about blood moons, but my throat tightened. Something told me there was no point in asking her because she wouldn't be able to tell me what I really needed to know. "That's still probably something you should have told us, since it could affect us. But I guess secret keeping is your forte."

\tShe pulled her lips tight at my comment. It was definitely a cheap shot, but I didn't care. Knowing there was even more she kept hidden from me only fueled the ball of anger attacking my chest. \t"Remy," she said, her voice weary. "I-"

\t"I have some homework to do, but if you decide I'm worthy of telling what's really going on with this pack right now, I'll be here." I shut the door before she could respond. My chest tightened, and I leaned against the door. I knew my attitude wasn't fair to her. She was a good mom. She was always loving and caring, but I couldn't help it. I was tired of feeling like I wasn't good enough to handle important information in our pack. I was tired of being kept in the dark.

\tWhen I heard her footsteps grow distant, I pulled out my phone and started looking through the photos of the information Daniel was researching. Some of it was illegible, but by zooming in on the picture, I was able to make out most of the information. The information was all about a vampire group called the Bloodfall Coven. According to the notes, this coven had control over Selma City. They were considered to be a strong group of vampires that were often erratic, but other covens just kept their distance. \tThere were details speculating on how many vampires made up the coven and speculations on the system of power, but none of the information seemed concrete. I continued scanning, looking for any indication of the importance of this coven, and eventually I came across a paragraph that described that this coven had cult tendencies. They worshiped a dark god that they believed would destroy the world and recreate it one day. They just had to give a sacrifice to release the dark creature and make the prophecy come true.

\tMy throat dried as I read this section of the paragraph. To think there were people out in the world that wanted to bring about destruction and pain made me a little sick. The idea of making a prophecy come true sounded random, but if my mom was having Daniel do research on the coven, they had to be some sort of threat to our pack.

\tBlade came to my mind, and my stomach twisted at the thought. He didn't seem crazy or harmful, but there was a very real possibility he came from the coven from Daniel's notes. It couldn't be a coincidence that he was here at the same time. \tBut I still didn't want to believe he was evil.

\tThere was something pulling me towards him, and all I wanted to do was talk to him about all of this. He could very well be my mate, and I had to know if he was dangerous. If he was, it wouldn't matter if he was my mate or not. I would have to tell my parents about him if there was any reason for me to believe he could cause harm to my pack.

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\tThe moon was rising earlier today, so I was a little worried when it came time to sneak out of the pack house to meet Blade. I wasn't a pro like Caulder was, and I wasn't as familiar with the patrol's route. I tiptoed through the packhouse, listening for anyone still awake so I could avoid them. I made it to the window Caulder used to sneak out of the house, and I slipped through it with ease. It was starting to feel more natural to sneak out of the house.

\tWhen I was outside, I waited in the bushes and took a deep breath. I didn't smell anyone nearby, so I ran barefoot in the grass to keep my movements as quiet as possible. When I finally made it out of the pack's territory, I changed into wolf form and started making my way to see Blade again.

\tMy heart raced at the idea of seeing him. His eyes were a guiding light in my head, and I felt eager to see him. I had to replace out the truth and learn if Blade was associated with the Bloodfall Coven. Until then, I couldn't fathom that he was bad..

\tSweat dripped down my forehead, and I wiped it off my face with my sleeve before it hit my eyes. I took a moment to breathe and relax before starting another round. This training didn't feel like enough. I was good at fighting, but I didn't feel the surge of strength a wolf was supposed to feel when they turned eighteen-especially as an alpha. On top of that, I still hadn't heard my wolf speak to me, which worried me.

\tSweat dripped down my forehead, and I wiped it off my face with my sleeve before it hit my eyes. I took a moment to breathe and relax before starting another round. This training didn't feel like enough. I was good at fighting, but I didn't feel the surge of strength a wolf was supposed to feel when they turned eighteen-especially as an alpha. On top of that, I still hadn't heard my wolf speak to me, which worried me.

\tl had hoped my werewolf abilities would all click when I turned eighteen, and I would never have to tell anyone about my weaknesses. What kind of alpha didn't have a wolf? It felt shameful, and I didn't feel strong enough. Sure, I was praised for my magic skills, but other werewolf packs wouldn't see that as a sign of strength. We were the only werewolf pack that had any mixed-blooded people, as far as I was aware, and I knew my nature could cause issues with my future.

\tOther werewolf packs respected us for now, but my father was also a pure alpha werewolf. He had everything he needed to be considered a strong alpha. I, on the other hand, was his mixed-blooded son who didn't even have a wolf and couldn't heal himself. They would call me pathetic if they learned the truth.

\tl punched the dummy again, but my anger hindered my accuracy, and I didn't hit the proper way. My knuckles ached from the sudden pain, and I screamed out in frustration. I had to get stronger so no one would ever question my capabilities. The pack would rely on me one day, and that pressure felt suffocating, especially when I didn't feel like a proper werewolf. I felt out of my element, and I didn't know what to do. I didn't know how to become a better werewolf, so I could become a better alpha. \t"You're up late," Winslow said, suddenly appearing across the room.

\tMy entire body tensed as I saw him. My mother had made it clear we would not work with him or the Council of Magic anymore than we already were, but this jackass clearly thought he could come and go as he pleased.

\t"Get out. Now." My growl echoed in the empty room. I was not in the mood to deal with him again.

\tWinslow only laughed. "Don't worry. This visit will be quick."

\tl went to link my mother, but Winslow held up his hand. My mind felt closed off from the rest of the pack, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't make contact to link anyone.

\t"Don't panic. I just need you to hear me out before you go calling your mother over. I need you to hear me out without her influence," Winslow said calmly.

\tl took a couple steps back and looked around, already planning my escape route. Something about this didn't feel right, and I wanted to be prepared.