“Well now that we have some information, I guess their behavior makes a little more sense.” Lil shrugs as we dig into dinner. “It doesn’t make them any less d*ckish.”
“The Alpha said he had his reasons, but you were on the right track. What did that mean?” Wyatt asks.
We have had the same debate every night during dinner since we’ve moved in here. So much of that whole situation doesn’t make sense.
“There are just too many things going on right now. We can’t figure them all out on our own.” Jena says.
“And yet, we have to figure out which ones are more important and some solutions may lead to others.” I rub my temples, slowly losing my appetite the more we talk.
“Well you and I can work the magic angle a little more, since Lenny is convinced and all but confirmed the Cunninghams have the Alpha under some kind of control and more than likely the twins now too.”
“How do we do that, if we can’t get near them? We didn’t notice anything before and we were all basically on top of each other in the packhouse.”
“So tomorrow. We join in the patrol and training as normal. Let’s see if we can get Sam or Mateo to talk to us too. The more allies we have the better if we have to go after our own leaders as well as the Rogue King and his goons on the outside.”
“Let’s take a look in the book Elena gave you and see if there is a basic protection spell we can find to protect us and maybe the rest of your guys from whatever Kaley and her dad are using. It will be hard because we don’t know what we are fighting, but maybe we can give them a small portion of their brains back.”
I nod in agreement. I feel so useless right now and all of the information we keep finding is just that, information. There isn’t anything that we can use to take action, so maybe this will be a catalyst.
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