The Blood Moon Twins
Chapter 72

REMY

"We have to go after him now," I said, pacing in the conference room. The rage was filling my head, and it was hard to think about anything other than Caulder.

The conference room was filled with all of the important leaders of our pack, including the betas, the head warriors, and Ginger. Harper was also here, because she was the only one who witnessed Caulder's k********g. Blade was the final person in the room, refusing to leave my side.

Everything still felt like a blur. After Blade had finished addressing my wounds, I heard the commotion echoing through the pack house. I still didn't understand how everything happened so quickly. Why hadn't anyone been able to stop Winslow from taking Caulder? We had rules and regulations to prevent something like that from happening. It didn't make any sense.

"Remy, we can't just run into a situation like that head first," my dad said. He was angry, too. I could feel it. Everyone in this room was ready to fight, yet they all were saying we couldn't rush in to do anything. It made no sense. "What if he hurts Caulder?" I wanted to kill Winslow. There was an anger filling my core like I had never felt before.

"He won't. He needs him," my mom said, but she didn't sound confident. No one sounded confident about the situation.

My dad stood up and grabbed my shoulders, stopping me in the middle of pacing. "Remy, I need you to listen to me. We are all worried about Caulder, and we all hate what happened. We can't change the past, but we have to be careful about how we proceed. We already have vampires lurking around this territory. One attacked you. If more come, and we are not prepared, it could mean a lot more people will get hurt. Caulder even said it himself."

Flashes of my vision filled my brain. I could see the vampires and werewolves fighting under the blood moon. It wasn't a matter of "if." It was a matter of "when" we would be attacked, and I knew that as if it were a fact.

My shoulders slumped, and I suddenly felt extremely drained. My dad was right. We couldn't just rush to attack the Council of Magic. We didn't know what kind of defenses those sorcerers had, and if people died trying to rescue Caulder, it could make things even worse against the vampires.

I swallowed hard. "We're going to be attacked by the vampires."

"It definitely is a possibility-" my dad started.

"No, it's going to happen." Everyone looked at me with confused expressions on all of their faces. "I had this vision of the future, and I saw werewolves and vampires rushing to fight under the blood moon."

Everyone stared at me, blinking for a moment.

"What do you mean you had a vision, girl?" Ginger asked. "Like you had a feeling about what was going to happen?"

I shook my head. "No. I saw it happen. It was like I was whisked away, and I was standing there watching. I could feel the breeze on my skin, as if I was actually there. I've seen it multiple times, but the last time was the most detailed."

My mom turned to Ginger. "Is that possible? I didn't think sorcerer's could see the future. I thought what you can do is the closest a sorcerer could get to predicting the future."

Ginger took a moment to respond. "Anything is possible. That's the wondrous thing about magic. It's different from user to user. I have never met a sorcerer who could actually see the future, but that doesn't mean it's not possible. I imagine it would take a great power."

"Is there a way we can confirm this is actually a vision," Beta Rie asked. "If Remy is seeing what the future holds, then it could give us a big advantage."

Ginger stood up and moved over to me. "Tell me how these visions occurred, girl."

I thought back to when I saw the vision of the Blood Moon. "The first time was right before that creature attacked the first time. The second was before the second attack."

"Did you have any sense of danger before the vision was triggered?" Ginger asked.

"My wolf warned me," I said. "She told me something was coming and that I needed to get away. Then a vision would trigger, and then that creature would appear. Do you think they are related? I never really thought about it."

"It's possible. We will have to do some training to see if we can figure this out. In the meantime, if you get that kind of warning again, immediately link your parents. Understood, girl?" Ginger said.

I nodded my head slowly. If there was a way for me to trigger my own visions, maybe it was something I could use to get Caulder back. It was taking everything in me not to go after him right now, but I knew I wasn't strong enough to get him away from the heart of the sorcerer's world. If I trained harder, maybe I would be able to get strong enough to bring Caulder back. It all felt daunting, especially with the prophecy hanging over my head.

However, the prophecy predicted that I was part of something that would create a power so strong it would destroy the world. If I was capable of harnessing that kind of power, surely I would be able to learn how to manage my magic to save my brother.

-

"I need to get out of here and clear my head," I said to Blade, stretching out on the couch in the living room. Everyone else was still in the conference room, discussing various strategies they could use against the vampires or to get Caulder back. The lack of sleep from the night prior was starting to get to me, and all of the words blurred into some indistinguishable language. I had to excuse myself from the room.

"Why don't we go for a run?" Blade suggested. I was sure he was itching to get a break from the pack house, too. He had been stuck here, training werewolf after werewolf, constantly being watched. Even now, I could feel the eyes on us.

"We won't be able to go by ourselves," I said, stretching my arms above my head. I groaned as my muscles stretched. It felt so good, but it wasn't enough. I needed to run to burn off the lingering anxiety taking home in my muscles.

"As long as I'm with you, and we get out of here, I don't care who else comes with us," Blade said. He said on the couch next to me. He rested his hand on my hip, and even that small touch set my body on fire. I knew we couldn't go very far with each other yet, but it didn't stop me from imagining us joining together in the most intimate way.

"Let me just ask my parents," I said.

"Can Blade and I go for a run?" I linked my dad. I trusted him to say yes on the matter more than my mom. I felt better about everything that happened with her, but I still didn't feel great. It would take time to repair all of the trust issues and wounds in our relationship. She was trying, and I was open to it, but it wasn't always easy.

It took my dad a moment to respond, and I assumed he was checking with the pack to see who could go with me or asking my mom if she was okay with it. I picked up Blade's hands and started playing with his fingers.

"You can go for thirty minutes, but stay in the territory," my dad linked back. "Darian will also be going with you. Don't leave without him. He'll be waiting for you out front." "Thank you!" I linked back.

I sat up, still holding onto Blade's hand. "Come on. Our escort is waiting for us outside."

"Sounds so formal," Blade chuckled, following along with me.

"I know. It makes me feel like a princess," I said, flipping my hair back. I felt at ease with Blade around. Even though my mind was racing with a million different worries, Blade still found a way to make me smile. Now that Caulder wasn't here, I didn't know what I would do if Blade suddenly disappeared.

As we left the pack house, I saw Darian already waiting for us in the front yard. He stood tall with his hands clasped behind his back. His skin was weathered from the years, and his wrinkles told the stories of his life. It had been a good one based on all of the laugh lines accenting his eyes. He had a soft expression, even with his rough exterior.

I had always enjoyed talking to Darian. He wasn't afraid to be real with me or push me past what I thought was my limit, but he also gave out compliments like they were candy.

"Well, isn't it my favorite alpha's daughter," Darian said when he caught sight of us.

"I'm the only daughter of the alpha," I gently reminded, chuckling at Darian's comment.

"Doesn't make you any less of my favorite," he said with a wink. His face shifted into something more serious. "How are you doing? I'm sure it's not easy on you with Caulder being missing."

The entire pack was well aware of Caulder's k********g by now, and everywhere I went, someone was chatting about it. I felt almost numb to it, as if it hadn't actually happened. Caulder was just off doing his own thing. It hadn't even been a full day yet, so it hadn't sunk in yet.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Fine I guess. I just need to run. I need to move. I can't sit around discussing the future any longer."

"Understandable. Shall we get going then?" he asked.

"Please," I said, preparing to shift into my wolf form.

Darian turned to Blade. "Will you be able to keep up with us in our wolf forms?"

Blade chuckled in response. "I'm plenty fast. The real question is will you be able to keep up with me?"

"That sounds like a challenge to me, young man," Darian said, raising a single eyebrow. "I may be an old man, but don't let that fool you. I'm still one of the fastest and strongest werewolves in this pack."

"I looked forward to beating you in a race then," Blade said with a cocky smile. Something about his cockiness made my core tingle, and my mind wandered again. If it weren't for the stupid prophecy, there was very little that would stop me from jumping Blade's bones.

As if he sensed my mood change, Blade looked me up and down and winked at me. "Ready, princess?"