h4Chapter 234: The Price To Keep The Secret From ’His Friends’/h4

    (Author’s POV)

    "The decision has been made. Dion and ric, hand over your respective works to Beta Matthew and as for the pack matters, I, your mother and Gamma J will handle them. Elio, since Dr. Andrew will be returning the day after tomorrow, he will handle the hospital matters. Get ready all of you, you will be flying to Esteria in four days and that’s my final verdict," Noah announced, his words full with finality.

    The air surrounding all of them turned cold, almost chilly. There wasplete pin drop silence for a few seconds. None of them dared to speak a word against their father’smands. After all, he was the Lycan King and his orders must be obeyed, whether they were onboard or not.

    Both, Moon Shine Pack and Blue Mountain Pack (Sara’s Father’s Pack) have been targeted by rogue wolves in recent past, along with their neighboring and ally pack’s. The attacks have been more brazen and more brutal than ever before. So, after conducting few intensive meetings about how to counter them, all of them came to a unanimous decision to join forces with Jacob Larson, the Vampire n’s head.

    As the superior and the more dominant wolf, Noah took on the task and contacted Jacob’s side and after much talk Jacob agreed but he added a condition that it would have to be Noah’s four son’s who will visit his ce to negotiate for the deal.

    Noah and Sara, at first, were against this term but they had no choice as it wasn’t only their matter but a lot of other pack’s needed aide as soon as possible. Many small packs were on the verge of copse due to the rogue’s barbaric attacks.

    Although, it wasn’t official but the rumor was that, a lot of other powerful pack’s who were at odds with the Everests family has been backing the Rogue King and providing help to that side. That is why, it had turned into such a chaotic mess.

    "That’s all. Return to your whatever you were doing," Noah dismissed all of them and one by one all the Everests siblings left the study room.

    As soon as they came out of the study, Dion, with one hand resting on his waist while the other tousled his copper hair, hemented, "Arghh .... I really hate that one fifty year old pretentious man. Why do you guys think he put such a condition?"

    "ONE FIFTY~?" Nora was bewildered, "Are you kidding me? Not fifty ... or even seventy but ..... he is one~ fifty~ years~ old?"

    ric nodded at her, "Yes, he is, because he isn’t like us or like other humans. None of the vampires are." Then he turned to Dion and replied, "I smell something fishy as well. He has always held a grudge against the former Alpha King of Moon Shine Pack, Lucius Everests. He must be plotting something."

    "OR maybe not," Bravemented. "Remember,st year, when that child from the Clinton family got sick and we needed that rare herb which only was avable in his territory. He did cooperate with us."

    "In return, he demanded one of our ind’s rich in fauna. And, this time we don’t know what absurd demand he will propose," Elio said, as he remembered hisst year’s visit to Hobaltan.

    "From what I know, he is a clever person. Let’s see why would he want four Lycan wolves on his territory," Brave, the rational one, spoke.

    They all sighed in unison as everyone’s mind was jumbled up with thoughts.

    This past year has been rough on all of them. After Myra and her family’s disappearance, they left no stone unturned to search for them. But even after so many days have passed and so much effort, they got no information or any clue about her.

    They even put tails behind the Miracle’s close acquaintances, including the Yates, but even then, they got no sess.

    The person who suffered the heaviest blow was Nora. After getting news and copsing, she became withdrawn and quiet. She poured herself into work and spent most of her time at the office, doing odd jobs. But after several months of intensive therapy, she somehow came to term with Myra’s abandonment.

    After saying their parts, all of them returned back to their respective rooms or works they were doing.

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    Meanwhile in Esteria, after spending some quality time at the beach, Myra and her crew went back to the University. As dusk was setting, Fabian drove them all the way to Myra’s current home.

    "Why don’t youe inside for tea or coffee? Mom and Dad will be thrilled to have you," Myra said. By now, William and Sandra were quite familiar with Fabian. Wendy was a fan of him and always, urged Myra to grab him, as if a he was some chocte bar.

    With a smile full of gratitude, he replied, "Maybe another time. I have to some pending work waiting for me." He was d that Myra didn’t distance herself because of the earlier incident.

    Myra nodded n understanding as Yelena patted his shoulder and said, "Then, see you on Monday, Mr. Peacock Stephens."

    After saying their goodbyes, both Yelena and Myra went inside the house. Fabian waited for them and as the door shut, his smile faltered, reced by something indescribable. His house was not far from Myra’s as he was one of the professors at the university. But instead of going there, he took a detour and drove all the way to the main house.

    His close aide, Gunnar, the scar faced guy, stood at the entrance. He has been waiting for Fabian’s arrival.

    The car came to a stop. As he stepped out of his car, Gunnar greeted him, "Young master, your grandfather has been waiting for your arrival."

    Fabian uttered nothing but his face turned serious. "Where is he?"

    "He is in his study," Gunnar replied, his voice subservient.

    Without another word, Fabian made his way inside and straight to his grandfather’s study.

    As he reached the massive sandalwood door, he knocked thrice on it. After a deliberate minute of heavy pause, a voice came from inside the study, "Come in."

    Fabian exhaled a sigh and entered the room. He made his way to the middle and said, "Grandfather, Gunnar told me, you called for me."

    Fabian’s grandfather, who was settled on his study chair, his back towards Fabian, said, "Where have you been? I tried contacting you but ... you never answered. Do you think so little of this old man?"

    "It is nothing like that, grandfather. I was busy in a meeting," Fabianmented hurriedly.

    He heard a light chuckle, as his grandfathermented, with a peculiar tone, "Ohh really, what meeting, may I know?"

    "It was a personal meeting," Fabian left it at that.

    "Personal, you say. Is it the girl we are sponsoring? Ummm~ ..... what is her name again .... My~ .... my~ .... Ahaaa ...... Myra Miracle, right? Is she the one whom you were having a meeting with, Fabian?" his grandfather, Jacob Larson, turned around as he asked him.

    "We weren’t alone. Yelena Yates was also present as well," Fabianmented.

    Jacob arched his brow with interest as he said, "You have been getting quite close to those two human girls. Be careful. If you show too much interest, people will pick on it and you know what will happen next."

    Fabian pursed his lips tightly as he uttered, "I will be more careful in the future, grandfather."

    "Good, now onto the important topic. You ...... why are you still standing like a log .... Take a seat, first," Jacob muttered casually.

    Rubbing his nose, Fabian took a seat, opposite Jacob as he asked, "What is the important matter you have called me for, grandfather?"

    "The heirs of the Lycan King are going to visit Esteria soon," Jacob jumped straight to the point.

    "By the heirs of the Lycan King ...... you mean ...... those four Young Alpha’s," Fabian’s eyes widened at Jacob’s words. "They areing here? But why? Why all of a sudden?"

    "They areing her to negotiate a deal with us," Jacob answered calmly.

    "But what has it got to do with me?" Fabian’s eyebrows narrowed as he questioned.

    "You will have to arrange for their amodation as they will be staying here for at least a week. Make sure, there is nocency. I don’t want a single error from your side Fabian," Jacob leaned forward and ced his hands on his desk as he said these words.

    "And if I refuse?" Fabian shot back. For some reason, he wasn’t fond of werewolf kind, especially those of the Lycan blood, although he has never met them before.

    "It is not up for discussion young man," Jacob gave him a bone chilling smile as he added, "You WILL, have to follow orders. If you want to keep your secret from YOUR NEW FRIENDS."

    "Mr. Larson, are you threatening me?" Fabian gritted his teeth, seething in anger. He was losing hisposure.

    To Be Continued . . . . . . .