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As the Alpha of the Cairin pack, Isaiah Cairin hardly stepped out of his territory, only going around the Oaks, watching his pack live their life. He does not have much things to do, other than to ensure the safety of his pack. The last time he had gone out of the packland, his pack was in trouble, resulting in the death of his son, who was the Alpha and the kidnapping of his granddaughter, Makena.
Since then, he does not dare to venture out. It was only that time he was desperate to meet with the Alpha of the Kendall pack that he went out after so many decades. He was not that confident to meet the Alpha in the Oaks, lest there were uninvited ears listening on them.
Though, he was not sure why, but recently, he felt something bad was about to happen that he was impatient to meet the Alpha of the Kendall pack once more. The question was, how? How can he meet with the Alpha, without arousing any suspicion. It was not that he did not trust his Beta and packmates. But because they were casted with spells that enabled the caster to see on the surroundings of the one being casted, it was quite a difficult predicament.
Isaiah was in his study room, looking out the window when his Beta, Ezekiel Fernsby, knocked on his door, startling him back to reality.
"Come in."
Ezekiel walked in, closing the door behind him. He then gave a little bow for respect, standing before his Alpha's desk.
"What is it?" Isaiah asked.
"You have guests," Ezekiel answered, a weird look on his face.
Isaiah frowned. He did not expect any guests. And the last time he received any guests were those 'intruders' from the Kendall and Cesaro packs. "Who are they?" he asked.
Before his Beta could answer him, Lachlan had walked in the room with a grey-haired old woman behind him.
Isaiah was startled by the sudden intrusion but he did not let it show on his face as he watched the Kendall Alpha unceremoniously sit himself on a chair, in front of him. The grey-haired seer stood behind her Alpha, looking serious, her hand holding a walking cane to support her.
Isaiah then looked at Ezekiel and told him to leave and that he was not to be disturbed.
At first, Ezekiel wanted to protest but seeing the determined and angry glint in his Alpha's eyes, he could only back out and leave the room. He closed the door to give the three of them complete privacy.
After he was sure Ezekiel had left and was further away from the room, Lachlan immediately gave a signal to the elderly woman. The woman instantly casted a spell which enveloped their whole surrounding, making Isaiah feel like he was inside a bubble.
Isaiah frowned at Lachlan. Just as he was about to shout at Lachlan, the latter had held up his hand and said, "Don't be hasty in releasing your anger, Cairn Alpha. I've heard about the spells that were cursed on your pack so I had my seer cast a spell to ensure that no one can hear us."
Isaiah's eyes widened in surprise. He did not expect that the Alpha has a counter plan when it comes to eavesdropping. He nodded solemnly. "What brings you here, Kendall Alpha?" he asked curiously, not a trace of hostility in his tone.
Before Lachlan responded to Isaiah's question, he swiftly introduced the elderly woman standing beside him as Paccia, the pack's seer.
Paccia gave Isaiah a small bow of respect. Isaiah just looked at her.
Lachlan then gave Isaiah a small smile, making him look a bit more pleasing in the eye. He crossed his legs with his hands interlocked together on top of his lap. "As I recall, we weren't done with our talk the past couple of weeks, haven't we? I'd like to thank you for the information in regards to Dane. It was surprisingly informative."
The Cairin Alpha only raised an eyebrow, keeping quiet.
"And I'm here to confirm with you. Is the man who has been controlling the Cairin pack has something to do with the death of the acting mayor a few weeks ago?" Lachlan continued, his face now solemn.
Isaiah frowned. He was not sure of what had happened outside the pack hence so he can't really answer Lachlan's question.
Seeing the non-response from Isaiah, Lachlan too grew more solemn as the two Alpha locked eyes with each other.
"Truth be told. I don't really know much of what had happened outside the world but I presume from your question, something had happened, is it?" Isaiah finally said.
Paccia looked at her Alpha for permission and when she received one, she took a step forward, placing a small jar on the table. The small jar was filled of black powder. It was the same one that contained Zant's soul. And there were only a few left in it.
Isaiah blinked his eyes in surprise. He was not sure why but he could have sworn he had seen these powder before. After a while, he recalled that he would see Rehan casting a spell on those whom he wanted to kill. And soon after he had casted, something would come out of their body and turn to powder.
Seeing the astonished look on Isaiah's face, both Lachlan and the woman knew that the former recognized the powder and knew some information about it. Lachlan immediately pounced on him with questions, "The other day, my son was attacked. Together with his mate. It appears the warlocks were cooperating with some rogues. I would like to know whether you were aware of this? Do you know why they would want to attack my son?"
Instead of answering his question, Isaiah posed a question for Lachlan. "Was Dane's soul complete at that time?"
Lachlan shook his head. But he did not mention that Erick has a part of Dane's soul now.
Isaiah's eyes narrowed. "That man must be feeling cautious. I wasn't sure whether it was true or not. But seeing him attack your son, my assumption must be correct."
"Assumption?"
Isaiah nodded. "Ever since my granddaughter has been kidnapped, many things came to my mind. My granddaughter actually has the potential of inheriting the Lycan's bloodline from our pack. I'm not sure how that man knows but he must have captured her for her blood. And if my assumption is correct, I presumed that he must be trying to capture your son but failed. Because he has Dane in him. The lost Lycans."
Lachlan frowned deeply. "Are you saying that the next person that person wants to kidnap is my son?" he asked with a dangerous tone in his voice.
"I did not say that specifically but there is a possibility. I suspect that man is looking for shifters who may inherit the Lycans' bloodlines. People like my granddaughter and your son," Isaiah commented.
"And since I have already told you of what I know about Dane. May I be bold as to ask when will you be able to help me retrieve my granddaughter back?" he continued.
"Do you have any clue as to where your granddaughter may be held?"
Isaiah nodded. "It should not be that far from here. We once walked around the area and stumbled upon a huge mansion. We did not smell any living things. But there was only a warlock living there."
"It seems like we need to investigate that place," Lachlan suggested.
Isaiah nodded again.
"Seeing that your packmates are useless in this," Lachlan said, ignoring the outrage from Isaiah when he called his packmates 'useless'. "My pack and I will handle this."
Isaiah reluctantly agreed. He had no choice. If he were to send any of his packmates, Rehan would have noticed it straight away.
Lachlan then stood up. "I hope the Cairin pack and the Kendall pack will have a harmonious cooperation from now on."
Isaiah stood up as well. He held out his hand, which Lachlan shook. "I pray that we will, as well."
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As the Alpha of the Cairin pack, Isaiah Cairin hardly stepped out of his territory, only going around the Oaks, watching his pack live their life. He does not have much things to do, other than to ensure the safety of his pack. The last time he had gone out of the packland, his pack was in trouble, resulting in the death of his son, who was the Alpha and the kidnapping of his granddaughter, Makena.
Since then, he does not dare to venture out. It was only that time he was desperate to meet with the Alpha of the Kendall pack that he went out after so many decades. He was not that confident to meet the Alpha in the Oaks, lest there were uninvited ears listening on them.
Though, he was not sure why, but recently, he felt something bad was about to happen that he was impatient to meet the Alpha of the Kendall pack once more. The question was, how? How can he meet with the Alpha, without arousing any suspicion. It was not that he did not trust his Beta and packmates. But because they were casted with spells that enabled the caster to see on the surroundings of the one being casted, it was quite a difficult predicament.
Isaiah was in his study room, looking out the window when his Beta, Ezekiel Fernsby, knocked on his door, startling him back to reality.
"Come in."
Ezekiel walked in, closing the door behind him. He then gave a little bow for respect, standing before his Alpha's desk.
"What is it?" Isaiah asked.
"You have guests," Ezekiel answered, a weird look on his face.
Isaiah frowned. He did not expect any guests. And the last time he received any guests were those 'intruders' from the Kendall and Cesaro packs. "Who are they?" he asked.
Before his Beta could answer him, Lachlan had walked in the room with a grey-haired old woman behind him.
Isaiah was startled by the sudden intrusion but he did not let it show on his face as he watched the Kendall Alpha unceremoniously sit himself on a chair, in front of him. The grey-haired seer stood behind her Alpha, looking serious, her hand holding a walking cane to support her.
Isaiah then looked at Ezekiel and told him to leave and that he was not to be disturbed.
At first, Ezekiel wanted to protest but seeing the determined and angry glint in his Alpha's eyes, he could only back out and leave the room. He closed the door to give the three of them complete privacy.
After he was sure Ezekiel had left and was further away from the room, Lachlan immediately gave a signal to the elderly woman. The woman instantly casted a spell which enveloped their whole surrounding, making Isaiah feel like he was inside a bubble.
Isaiah frowned at Lachlan. Just as he was about to shout at Lachlan, the latter had held up his hand and said, "Don't be hasty in releasing your anger, Cairn Alpha. I've heard about the spells that were cursed on your pack so I had my seer cast a spell to ensure that no one can hear us."
Isaiah's eyes widened in surprise. He did not expect that the Alpha has a counter plan when it comes to eavesdropping. He nodded solemnly. "What brings you here, Kendall Alpha?" he asked curiously, not a trace of hostility in his tone.
Before Lachlan responded to Isaiah's question, he swiftly introduced the elderly woman standing beside him as Paccia, the pack's seer.
Paccia gave Isaiah a small bow of respect. Isaiah just looked at her.
Lachlan then gave Isaiah a small smile, making him look a bit more pleasing in the eye. He crossed his legs with his hands interlocked together on top of his lap. "As I recall, we weren't done with our talk the past couple of weeks, haven't we? I'd like to thank you for the information in regards to Dane. It was surprisingly informative."
The Cairin Alpha only raised an eyebrow, keeping quiet.
"And I'm here to confirm with you. Is the man who has been controlling the Cairin pack has something to do with the death of the acting mayor a few weeks ago?" Lachlan continued, his face now solemn.
Isaiah frowned. He was not sure of what had happened outside the pack hence so he can't really answer Lachlan's question.
Seeing the non-response from Isaiah, Lachlan too grew more solemn as the two Alpha locked eyes with each other.
"Truth be told. I don't really know much of what had happened outside the world but I presume from your question, something had happened, is it?" Isaiah finally said.
Paccia looked at her Alpha for permission and when she received one, she took a step forward, placing a small jar on the table. The small jar was filled of black powder. It was the same one that contained Zant's soul. And there were only a few left in it.
Isaiah blinked his eyes in surprise. He was not sure why but he could have sworn he had seen these powder before. After a while, he recalled that he would see Rehan casting a spell on those whom he wanted to kill. And soon after he had casted, something would come out of their body and turn to powder.
Seeing the astonished look on Isaiah's face, both Lachlan and the woman knew that the former recognized the powder and knew some information about it. Lachlan immediately pounced on him with questions, "The other day, my son was attacked. Together with his mate. It appears the warlocks were cooperating with some rogues. I would like to know whether you were aware of this? Do you know why they would want to attack my son?"
Instead of answering his question, Isaiah posed a question for Lachlan. "Was Dane's soul complete at that time?"
Lachlan shook his head. But he did not mention that Erick has a part of Dane's soul now.
Isaiah's eyes narrowed. "That man must be feeling cautious. I wasn't sure whether it was true or not. But seeing him attack your son, my assumption must be correct."
"Assumption?"
Isaiah nodded. "Ever since my granddaughter has been kidnapped, many things came to my mind. My granddaughter actually has the potential of inheriting the Lycan's bloodline from our pack. I'm not sure how that man knows but he must have captured her for her blood. And if my assumption is correct, I presumed that he must be trying to capture your son but failed. Because he has Dane in him. The lost Lycans."
Lachlan frowned deeply. "Are you saying that the next person that person wants to kidnap is my son?" he asked with a dangerous tone in his voice.
"I did not say that specifically but there is a possibility. I suspect that man is looking for shifters who may inherit the Lycans' bloodlines. People like my granddaughter and your son," Isaiah commented.
"And since I have already told you of what I know about Dane. May I be bold as to ask when will you be able to help me retrieve my granddaughter back?" he continued.
"Do you have any clue as to where your granddaughter may be held?"
Isaiah nodded. "It should not be that far from here. We once walked around the area and stumbled upon a huge mansion. We did not smell any living things. But there was only a warlock living there."
"It seems like we need to investigate that place," Lachlan suggested.
Isaiah nodded again.
"Seeing that your packmates are useless in this," Lachlan said, ignoring the outrage from Isaiah when he called his packmates 'useless'. "My pack and I will handle this."
Isaiah reluctantly agreed. He had no choice. If he were to send any of his packmates, Rehan would have noticed it straight away.
Lachlan then stood up. "I hope the Cairin pack and the Kendall pack will have a harmonious cooperation from now on."
Isaiah stood up as well. He held out his hand, which Lachlan shook. "I pray that we will, as well."
As the Alpha of the Cairin pack, Isaiah Cairin hardly stepped out of his territory, only going around the Oaks, watching his pack live their life. He does not have much things to do, other than to ensure the safety of his pack. The last time he had gone out of the packland, his pack was in trouble, resulting in the death of his son, who was the Alpha and the kidnapping of his granddaughter, Makena. Since then, he does not dare to venture out. It was only that time he was desperate to meet with the Alpha of the Kendall pack that he went out after so many decades. He was not that confident to meet the Alpha in the Oaks, lest there were uninvited ears listening on them. Though, he was not sure why, but recently, he felt something bad was about to happen that he was impatient to meet the Alpha of the Kendall pack once more. The question was, how? How can he meet with the Alpha, without arousing any suspicion. It was not that he did not trust his Beta and packmates. But because they were casted with spells that enabled the caster to see on the surroundings of the one being casted, it was quite a difficult predicament. Isaiah was in his study room, looking out the window when his Beta, Ezekiel Fernsby, knocked on his door, startling him back to reality. "Come in." Ezekiel walked in, closing the door behind him. He then gave a little bow for respect, standing before his Alpha's desk. "What is it?" Isaiah asked. "You have guests," Ezekiel answered, a weird look on his face. Isaiah frowned. He did not expect any guests. And the last time he received any guests were those 'intruders' from the Kendall and Cesaro packs. "Who are they?" he asked. Before his Beta could answer him, Lachlan had walked in the room with a grey-haired old woman behind him. Isaiah was startled by the sudden intrusion but he did not let it show on his face as he watched the Kendall Alpha unceremoniously sit himself on a chair, in front of him. The grey-haired seer stood behind her Alpha, looking serious, her hand holding a walking cane to support her. Isaiah then looked at Ezekiel and told him to leave and that he was not to be disturbed. At first, Ezekiel wanted to protest but seeing the determined and angry glint in his Alpha's eyes, he could only back out and leave the room. He closed the door to give the three of them complete privacy. After he was sure Ezekiel had left and was further away from the room, Lachlan immediately gave a signal to the elderly woman. The woman instantly casted a spell which enveloped their whole surrounding, making Isaiah feel like he was inside a bubble. Isaiah frowned at Lachlan. Just as he was about to shout at Lachlan, the latter had held up his hand and said, "Don't be hasty in releasing your anger, Cairn Alpha. I've heard about the spells that were cursed on your pack so I had my seer cast a spell to ensure that no one can hear us." Isaiah's eyes widened in surprise. He did not expect that the Alpha has a counter plan when it comes to eavesdropping. He nodded solemnly. "What brings you here, Kendall Alpha?" he asked curiously, not a trace of hostility in his tone. Before Lachlan responded to Isaiah's question, he swiftly introduced the elderly woman standing beside him as Paccia, the pack's seer. Paccia gave Isaiah a small bow of respect. Isaiah just looked at her. Lachlan then gave Isaiah a small smile, making him look a bit more pleasing in the eye. He crossed his legs with his hands interlocked together on top of his lap. "As I recall, we weren't done with our talk the past couple of weeks, haven't we? I'd like to thank you for the information in regards to Dane. It was surprisingly informative." The Cairin Alpha only raised an eyebrow, keeping quiet. "And I'm here to confirm with you. Is the man who has been controlling the Cairin pack has something to do with the death of the acting mayor a few weeks ago?" Lachlan continued, his face now solemn. Isaiah frowned. He was not sure of what had happened outside the pack hence so he can't really answer Lachlan's question. Seeing the non-response from Isaiah, Lachlan too grew more solemn as the two Alpha locked eyes with each other. "Truth be told. I don't really know much of what had happened outside the world but I presume from your question, something had happened, is it?" Isaiah finally said. Paccia looked at her Alpha for permission and when she received one, she took a step forward, placing a small jar on the table. The small jar was filled of black powder. It was the same one that contained Zant's soul. And there were only a few left in it. Isaiah blinked his eyes in surprise. He was not sure why but he could have sworn he had seen these powder before. After a while, he recalled that he would see Rehan casting a spell on those whom he wanted to kill. And soon after he had casted, something would come out of their body and turn to powder. Seeing the astonished look on Isaiah's face, both Lachlan and the woman knew that the former recognized the powder and knew some information about it. Lachlan immediately pounced on him with questions, "The other day, my son was attacked. Together with his mate. It appears the warlocks were cooperating with some rogues. I would like to know whether you were aware of this? Do you know why they would want to attack my son?" Instead of answering his question, Isaiah posed a question for Lachlan. "Was Dane's soul complete at that time?" Lachlan shook his head. But he did not mention that Erick has a part of Dane's soul now. Isaiah's eyes narrowed. "That man must be feeling cautious. I wasn't sure whether it was true or not. But seeing him attack your son, my assumption must be correct." "Assumption?" Isaiah nodded. "Ever since my granddaughter has been kidnapped, many things came to my mind. My granddaughter actually has the potential of inheriting the Lycan's bloodline from our pack. I'm not sure how that man knows but he must have captured her for her blood. And if my assumption is correct, I presumed that he must be trying to capture your son but failed. Because he has Dane in him. The lost Lycans." Lachlan frowned deeply. "Are you saying that the next person that person wants to kidnap is my son?" he asked with a dangerous tone in his voice. "I did not say that specifically but there is a possibility. I suspect that man is looking for shifters who may inherit the Lycans' bloodlines. People like my granddaughter and your son," Isaiah commented. "And since I have already told you of what I know about Dane. May I be bold as to ask when will you be able to help me retrieve my granddaughter back?" he continued. "Do you have any clue as to where your granddaughter may be held?" Isaiah nodded. "It should not be that far from here. We once walked around the area and stumbled upon a huge mansion. We did not smell any living things. But there was only a warlock living there." "It seems like we need to investigate that place," Lachlan suggested. Isaiah nodded again. "Seeing that your packmates are useless in this," Lachlan said, ignoring the outrage from Isaiah when he called his packmates 'useless'. "My pack and I will handle this." Isaiah reluctantly agreed. He had no choice. If he were to send any of his packmates, Rehan would have noticed it straight away. Lachlan then stood up. "I hope the Cairin pack and the Kendall pack will have a harmonious cooperation from now on." Isaiah stood up as well. He held out his hand, which Lachlan shook. "I pray that we will, as well."
