The Werewolf's Vampire Mate
Chapter 262: The attack

Chapter 262: The attack

Blue.

The quicker I find out who is responsible for the attack, the faster I can get the fuck out of here. I walk to the ballroom. The biggest room in the house and Eva waves at me with a smile on her face. She seems chirpy right now. I don’t know if she witnessed the scene with Gyles and Badger. I haven’t even checked on him. I don’t even know if he is okay. I know Gyles’s damage cannot be that bad on him.

"Hey,’’ she says as I stop in front of her. The band is playing music in a corner in the room. This kind of event is the lamest, and I have always thought that mother’s parties were the worst. To her, they are the only way she wouldn’t feel so alone and even though now is the worst time to be around people, she still chose to have it.

"Where have you been? I have been looking everywhere for you, she bats her lashes. To me this is weird. I have never had any kind of relationship with Eva. She has just been one of those people that I noticed but was never close to. There was a time in my life where I thought she was cool. I had a little crush on her but it died when I got to know her. She is one of them, the people in the coven that think I am a freak. They didn’t even want to get to know me, they just assumed that I was terrible and it became clear to me that they would never really accept me. They will always see me as different, even though they don’t even know me.

"I had some things to sort out." I manage.

She nods "I heard about the wolves. What are the odds that wolves would show up in the estate,’’ she says like she is deep in thought.

"How did you hear about that?’’ I ask because it just happened a couple of minutes ago.

She shrugs and then smiles "Word travels fast here. Like I said before, people talk.’’

I nod because she is right and even though I don’t know how she even knew they werewolves in the first place. I need her right now. I have to find out everything he knows. I need to know who poisoned mom so that I can get the fuck out of this estate. It has just been a couple of days and it feels like I am being sucked in.

I don’t know how I am going to send them home but the best thing would be to get them to leave the same way they came. They drove here on their own, so I am sure they can do the same thing. I just don’t trust Gyles right now. He is actually dangerous. Somehow, it is like danger just has a way of following him and the fact that Rex is stuck with him is my main worry.

You are worried about the two of them.

My wolf tells me, with this I know a lot more than you do attitude. Of course, I am worried about them. I love them both—no exception but Gyles seems like he is going to be a lot more problematic. I know he is still going to do things that will make me upset with him. I know he is still going to aggravate me but that is just who he is and I have to accept him for all that he is.

It will take a while but I will get there.

"I need your help, Eva. I need to know the people behind the attack," I tell her because that is the only reason why I would even be talking to her.

"I don’t know,’ she denies it immediately.

I frown "I know you must have heard some things. Just tell me what you know and we will be fine,’’ I go for the harsh tone because she is not being helpful right now.

"The best person to get the answers you want is from Major and I am sure you know that he is not easy to confront,’’ she tells me, not even paying attention to my threats or harsh tones.

I never thought it would be easy getting information from her but I also didn’t think it would be hard. "There was a party the night it happened. I need to know all the people that were present."

She shrugs "You won’t get an answer from me. I wasn’t at the party that night so I can’t help you." I can sense her losing interest in this conversation, so I let her go, in search of Major. Major is the biggest jerk among all the people here. I have never been able to get along with him and it all has to do with the fact that he hates me. Major has always had a hate kind of relationship with me and now just thinking about how I will have to talk to him about this is not the best thing.

I see him in a crowd of people. He always has people around him. He is the kind of person that people adore. The perfect warlock—unlike me. I have been pushed around by him for so long that the dread within me is so high. I stop in front of his crowd and he looks up at me immediately. A smile sprawls to his face.

"Oh if it isn’t the future leader," he claps his hands together and all eyes turn to me. I keep the blank expression on my face. There is no way in hell, that I will get answers from him.

"Are you enjoying the party?’’ I ask because I am trying to be cordial with him.

He laughs probably not believing my bullshit, "You know, I know for a fact that you don’t care if I am enjoying your party. What do you want?’’

I roll my eyes because it is not easy for me to hide how I am feeling. Right now I want to rip his head out of his body. "Wait a minute, I think you have something on your hair,’’ I settle for this because I know I am not getting anything from him. He watches me as I lean forward and reach for his hair. I pull out a strand of hair from his head and he raises a brow "I know what you want to do. You will not find what you are looking for." He tells me almost like he wants me to do this.

I walk away from him with the hair in my grip until I get to the potion room. All it takes is a potion to get into his head. He knew what I wanted to use his hair for—which just means this might be a waste of time. I mean. I am scared because this time, it seems like whoever is behind this is ready to kill anyone that gets in their way. I have half a mind to just tell mom to stand down. She is not even a great leader. I don’t know what she is fighting for.

I put on the fire with the cauldron on top of the blaze and then I add a tiny measuring cup of water into it. I have not made a potion in a long time but this is needed. Most times, it is easy to see people’s memories, without spells and potions but he blocked me. Witches and warlocks can block their thoughts. It is easy to have secrets but with this, I will get what I need from his head. I add the feathers of a rooster and then I wait for it to boil. Once it is boiled I sprinkle his chestnut brown hair into the cauldron and watch it for a couple of minutes.

I sit down in front of the fire as I wait for the feathers to mix with the hairs. Once it is ready, I know immediately.

I bring it out of the fire and place it on the table as I wait for it to cool down. I hate the taste of the memory potion. It is acidic and nasty but I have no choice but to do this. I need answers and this is the only way I can get the answers. Just as I am about to drink it, I hear a scream, one so loud that it has my heart racing. I jump up from the seat and run out of the room because I already know that something terrible has happened. My heart races against my chest because I am thinking the worst.

I run until I get to the ballroom. There is a crowd. I walk over to the crowd, pushing people until I get to the front. I see my mother first, on the floor. There is blood everywhere. So much blood. She is unconscious. I want to run to her, I want to pick her up and save her but the next thing I see shocks me. Rex Unconscious next to her.

With a knife.