rying To Find The Truth
Trying To Find The Truth
Xander POV
It’s been a week since Serafine ran. One long as hell week. I’ve barely left the pack house. Between the constant dull pain in my chest from the distance the bond is stretched, to all the unanswered questions I have, I’m lost.
What I don’t understand is what this change even means in myself. She hasn’t just left me, she took all the answers. Something tells me she knew what was happening, she knew why the guardians protected her
It would have given me answers as to why I changed, but now? I’ve got nothing.
“We’ve had no luck,” Garricks says as he takes a seat, and I stare at the scattered books across the table. “Silvermane Hounds were always known as Hounds, humanless, souless, there’s no mention of one shifting into a human”
“That’s not possible, there has to be something, somewhere. How can no one have ever seen this before?” This isn’t just something simple anymore, everything has changed.
Killian looks up from the book he’s reading. “Have you considered the journal?”
“What journal?”
Laughing he stares at me. “The one we all tried to figure out. The one where if we wrote in it, the ink ran off the page, but as you said, Serafine wrote in it and the words dissapeared.”
“I hadn’t thought,” I whisper. “She’s the only one it reacted differently to, so if there is answers, then maybe it’s in that journal.”
Garrick stands. “Then I’ll build a team and track her down and get it back.”
“NO!” I growl.
“|–”
“I said no! I don’t want to find out where she is, I don’t want her to know we know. Leave her, she will come back when she’s ready.”
“Alpha I understand your need not to drag her back, but you need that book for the answers.” Garrick stares at me waiting.
“What answers will it give me? I tried writing in it since I mated and claimed her. Nothing happened, I would need her for the answers.”
Garrick steps away from the table. “Fine, I will check on the pack,” he snaps and turns to storm out. He doesn’t get it, no one does. Dragging her back solves nothing, taking the book will be impossible.
“She has two guardians protecting her, if you go to get that book, I can guarentee they will kill anyone who comes even close. I can’t risk my pack like that.”
Garrick laughs coldly. “So you can’t risk them to get answers on how you’re changing, on something deep and impactful for the pack… but, to kill her father, that you can risk them for?”
I don’t dignify that with an answer. Partly because he’s right, partly because I have no fucking argument. The door slams and he’s gone.
“Okay, we’ve been searching for how a human can be Silvermane Hound, how about we search what Guardians are believed to guard? We always assumed it was a pack. That guardians appeared in a pack where they were drawn to an alpha.”
“Because that’s what we always beleived,” I explain.
Killian nods. “Yes, but what if the guardians showing up here was nothing to do with you and the pack. Not directly, what if they knew where she would end up?”
“Okay where do you suggest we look?” I ask.
“Well, do we have the papers about the book from all the investigations that were done?” He looks at me and I move.
Opening the cabinet I pull out the file and scatter the papers ontop of all the books laid out on the table.
“This is everything, and not a lot.” I don’t think it has the answers.
Sitting back, I watch as Killian goes through the pieces of parchment. All I wanted was something, an answer of some sorts. If I knew things, maybe I could figure out a way to fix things with Serafine and get her back? Maybe nothing will fix it?
Successfully unlocked!
that phone call. She knew I was going to destroy
words caused her to run.
I learnt after she ran that she heard me. She heard even they her father and his pack. She knew she was not
“Here,” Killian says and I look at him.
“How useful is it before you waste my time?” I ask.
“The symbol, the relic that was on the cover. Someone was decoding it. Their calculations came to show that it says
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Trying To Find The Truth Threadborn.”
I look toward him. “Threadborn? It’s not something I’ve heard of before.” I pull the sheet over and look at the photo of the book, the relic is there.
Glancing down I read the report, apparently, the relic is old language rarely seen before. Which doesn’t help. “So we know it‘ s Threadborn but have no idea what Threadborn actually means?” I ask.
“Pretty much Alpha, what I’m thinking is we’re looking in the wrong places.”
Turning I look at Killian. “What places would you suggest?”
“The ancestors.”
I pause and looks at him. “It’s rare anyone goes to the ancestors or contacts them.”
“Yes because nothing is important enough. I think we focus on searching what Threadborn means, how it connects to everything. Then if it doesn’t give us answers we go to the ancestors. Even if they have no answers themselves, they have locations, old libraries and such which do.”
He’s not wrong there. Sighing, I nod. “Threadborn…” I pause considering my next words. “Weren’t it made aware that Guardians are connected through threads? Born with an instant connection to others of their kind?”
He nods slowly. “True, but does that mean you’re a threadborn? As you’re now one of them, and feel their pain, or does that mean Serafine is one and that connection to her has opened it up for you?”
I’ve no idea, this is like a puzzle that’s impossible to solve. If Serafine was here, I could get the answers, but she isn’t. She’s gone and has taken all the answers with her.
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