The Blood Moon Twins
Chapter 134

BLADE

"I want to go to Selma City," I announced when it was just Caulder and I in the room. This was something beg me not to go, and I didn't want to upset her before I had decided. So, I wanted to talk to Caulder a Caulder narrowed his eyes. "You mean the city where Draven's coven is based?"

"Yes," I said simply. I knew I would have to give him my explanation before he would ever agree with n Caulder nodded and patiently waited for me to explain myself. He hadn't shut me down yet, so this wa

had been debating about for a little while, but I hadn't brought it up to Remy yet. I didn't want to tell her, because I knew she would want to go, or she would t first and see what he thought of the plan.

sion, if he was going to agree with it at all. "Draven is going to come after Remy no matter what happens, right?" od start.

"I want to scout out the city and the coven to find out how strong they are. They have to be weaker after we took out that many vampires." I spoke slowly, hesitant to get to the main reason I wanted to go. That was the reason I knew Remy wouldn't want me to go. "You want to take him out, don't you?" Caulder concluded. ter Remy again. I can't risk it."

I wasn't expecting him to understand without me saying more. "Yes. I want to take him out before he go "And what if he's too strong for you?" he asked.

There it was. The concern and worry I knew was coming. Soon after, there would be the argument that again. If Remy's vision didn't have to come true, then there had to be something I could do to stop it. "I'll be careful," I said.

"That's not what I asked. What happens when you try to face him, and his minions overwhelm you and I had thought about that question a million times, which was why I was hesitant to bring this idea up Or maybe I could figure out what Draven did with my magic and take it back. Then I could properly pro

"I can't let you do that," Caulder said, twisting his lips as he thought about everything.

I had a feeling it was coming. "You can't change my mind. I have to do something."

ldn't go at all, but I couldn't bring myself to sit around here and wait for Draven to show up again, killing werewolves and trying to take Remy for himself

Is you? What happens to Remy when you don't come home?"

ny. "I won't engage if I don't think I'll win. If anything, I can get important information about how strong Draven is. It would help the pack prepare for battle. emy. As much as I want Draven's head, I won't do anything that will get me killed. I still want a future with Remy."

"I can't let you go alone," Caulder said, breaking out into a smile. "If you go alone, you'll get yourself kind for sure. At least with me with you, you have a built-in escape plan. I can just shift us out of any situation that's too dangerous." "Really?" I couldn't believe he was actually agreeing to it. I thought Caulder was my best chance at un as me, if not more.

nding why I felt like I needed to do this, but I never expected him to want to come with me. I should have known better. He wanted to protect Remy as much

"You're right. If we can do something to stop this war from happening, if we can kill Draven before he attacks us, we can create a different future. Or if we can find a way to make you stronger, it'll give us better chances. That's what I want," Caulder explained. "I don't want to go into battle to lose more pack members. I don't want to risk fighting a losing battle, if there is any chance we can avoid it." He paused, and then added, "But I'm not telling Remy for you."

-

CAULDER

"No," my father said instantly. "You're not going to that city to possibly take out Draven. It's too dangerous."

"I agree," Remy added, crossing her arms. She was glaring at me, and I knew she was upset that I didn't talk Blade out of this idea when he had come to me. I understood she hated this idea, but Blade was right. As things stood now, we were walking into a losing war. We had to do something to change the future and make it so we could win the impending fight or stop it all together.

"Send a team with us, then," I suggested. I knew Remy would be against it, but I wasn't expecting my father to be so adamantly against it, too.

"No. I understand what your goal is here, but I can't risk it, especially not with Winslow coming after you. We can't take unnecessary risks right now. There are too many eyes on this pack, and I will not lose my son like this." My father was firm, and I knew there was no changing his mind like this. Normally, he was much more willing to compromise.

"If we don't do something, then you're going to lose this entire pack. Now is the time to take risks. If we don't, the future Remy saw will come true," I said firmly. I kept my voice calm, knowing getting emotional would do nothing to change the circumstances. I needed to fight with reason.

"We are doing what we can. We are trying to get other wolf packs to join us and fight the others. Reyland is reaching out to his contacts. If we get more help, we will be prepared for what is to come. We don't need to go on risky missions." His voice was final, and I knew it was time to stop arguing.

It was clear my father didn't understand the information Remy and I had learned from Rina, and I couldn't blame him. It was hard to explain, and there were still things I didn't understand about it. All I knew was Blade was right. If we didn't change our path, we would be signing death warrants for too many people.

"With all due respect," Blade started, "I will still be going. I understand you do not want to risk any of your pack members, and I will not ask you to do so. However, I am not a part of your pack, and I don't have to follow your command." "Blade," Remy said, just as surprised as I felt.

Blade had been here for months at this point, and it felt like he had become a part of our pack. He was training our warriors every day, and many of them joked around and laughed with him. Other werewolves waved and smiled at him when they passed by him. Even though he was a vampire, everyone had grown accustomed to him being a part of the pack. It made it easy to forget he wasn't actually part of us.

"You're right. I can't officially give you any orders," my father said after getting over the initial shock. "I implore you to think carefully before going there alone. I would hate to lose someone who has become a part of this family."

It was Blade's turn to look shocked, and he couldn't seem to think of anything to say in response. He hadn't expected my father to say something like that to him.

My father patted him on the arm. "Just let me know either way, and if you decide to go, please come back." He walked out of the room, since he had other business to attend to, and there were no arguments to make.

Remy stood in the corner of the room, silently shaking as she looked at Blade. She was the first one to break the silence. "Are you really going to go?"

Blade looked at her, pain filling his eyes. "I have to. If I can stop Draven, if I can save you and the rest of this pack, I have to try. I can't let the future you saw happen come true."

Remy stormed out of the room, not saying another word. Blade sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "Do you think she'll forgive me?" he asked, looking up at the ceiling.

I shrugged. "Only if you come back alive."

-

REMY

I couldn't understand what Blade was thinking. Why would he go after Draven alone? It made no sense. He knew he wasn't strong enough to face Draven one on one, let alone going to Draven's base by himself, where he would be outnumbered.

I slammed my door shut, not sure of what to do. Blade had clearly made up his mind, and I wasn't sure I could convince him not to go. Maybe if I begged him, it would make him change his mind. But did I have the right to do that? Blade had his reasons for wanting to go, and they were valid.

I paced in my room, feeling too antsy to stop moving. I couldn't let him go. Not alone.

My door opened, and I knew it was Blade from his scent alone. I didn't look at him. I was too angry to face him. He shut the door behind him and approached me. I wanted to turn around and wrap him in my arms to comfort myself, but I was too angry at him. I couldn't let him be the one to comfort me.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. I could feel his desire to touch me, but I knew he also felt my anger, which made him hesitate.

"Why didn't you talk to me about this sooner?" I didn't sound angry anymore, and I hated it. Anger was easier to deal with than fear.

"Because I knew you wouldn't like it. I talked to Caulder, because I wanted to know if I was being completely ridiculous before I put you through this." Blade was choosing his words carefully. He was trying to avoid saying something that would upset me more, but it didn't help.

I flipped around, glaring at him. "Of course I don't like this! You could be killed if you go, and then all of this would be for nothing. I thought we were fighting for a future together, not one where you leave me behind." The anger returned, and so did the tears. "That's what I'm trying to do." Blade's voice started to rise, but it wasn't out of anger. It was from fear. "If we don't do anything differently, then chances are the future you saw will come true. If that's the case, then I'll end up dead anyway."

This made me pause, the images of Draven's hand through his chest replaying through my head. Rina said that the vision I saw was what would most likely happen with the current choices we were making. Ever since then, we hadn't changed our gameplan, other than trying harder to convince the other wolf packs that the vampires and sorcerers were a threat.

Blade was trying to actually do something different to change the future, and he was the only one. I wasn't mad at him for this. I was scared of what this would mean. I was scared of the future in so many ways. Rina had given me the answers I needed, but they weren't the ones I wanted. I wanted her to confirm I wasn't destined to destroy the world, and she only confirmed that it was a possibility, but not the only possible future.

"I'm coming with you, then," I finally said.

"But your father said no one from the pack could go with me," Blade said, quieting.

"I don't care. I'm not going to let you go off on a suicide mission by yourself." If I was with Blade, at least we stood a better chance to succeed. Or maybe I could protect him. It was better than waiting for him to return, wondering if he was alive or dead. "It's too dangerous for you," Blade returned. "You are Draven's target. I'm not about to take you to his doorstep and deliver you like a package."

"And I'm not going to let you go by yourself." I crossed my arms and raised my eyebrows. I wasn't going to budge on this.

"He won't be going by himself," Caulder said, hovering in the doorway. "I'm going with him."

We both looked at Caulder. How long had he been there?

"Are you okay with defying your father?" Blade asked.

Caulder laughed at this. "I'm a pro at sneaking out, you know. Also, you're both right. Blade, you shouldn't go alone, and Remy, you shouldn't go at all. So I'm the best solution to this problem."