âCaleb,â I called out, rushing over to him.
âSomething strange happened on the way back.
You need to know this.
His eyes snapped open.
He straightened up, his dark green eyes drilling into me.
âWhat is it? What happened?â he asked with concern.
I held up my phone, displaying the picture of the feline.
âI saw a black figure in the grass by the road.
It moved incredibly fast, unlike any werewolf or witch Iâve ever seen.
I couldnât even keep up with it.
And thatâs where the cat was lying before it disappeared.
â
Calebâs gaze fell on the two bloody puncture wounds on the catâs neck.
His expression hardened.
âUnderstood.
â
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He immediately dialed Carlos and issued a series of clear commands.
âCarlos, I need you to arrange an investigation on the Thorn Edge Pack.
If anyone seems suspicious, apprehend them immediately.
Report back to me as soon as possible.
â
Carlos, though confused, didnât question his orders.
âGot it.
Iâll get someone on it right away.
â
Despite the action taken, my unease persisted.
The rift in the sky gnawed at my thoughts.
My worry bubbled over, and I blurted out to Caleb, âWe havenât figured out whatâs wrong with the rift.
I suspect the strange figure is connected somehow.
â
Grabbing his arm, I pressed seriously, âMaybe we should focus more on the rift in addition to searching the Thorn Edge Pack.
â
Understanding my unease, Caleb pulled me into a comforting hug.
He stroked my head gently.
âI already assigned people to watch the rift.
Donât worry.
Itâs just a hunch.
Worrying wonât solve anything, and itâll only stress you out.
â
With a solemn promise, he added, âNo matter what, Iâll protect you.
You wonât be hurt again.
â
As I nuzzled into Calebâs chest, the familiar scent calmed my racing heart.
He was right.
Gale was gone, and the peace weâd brokered held between witches and werewolves seemed stable.
Even if something lurked in the rift, with people keeping watch, it shouldnât be an issue.
Everything seemed settled.
What more could go wrong?
In the following days, the strange figure did not show itself again.
Carlosâs search with a combined force of police and soldiers yielded no suspicious individuals within the pack.
Peace returned quietly, as if the recent events were an illusion.
Debraâs POV:
A few days later, I couldnât resist calling Carlos.
âAre you sure thereâs nothing wrong?â
Carlosâ voice came through the receiver.
âYes, Iâm sure.
Caleb filled me in on your encounter.
We practically turned the Thorn Edge Pack upside down with patrols, but there was no sign of a suspicious person, let alone the black figure you described.
â
âAlright, thanks.
â
Relief washed over me with the confirmation of no hidden figures in the pack.