105: The Cult’s Weakness
Aiden’s POV
As we returned from the encounter with the leader of the rouges, there were whispers everywhere in this woodland that seemed to be breathing. They mixed with the sighing of boughs and far-off coyote voices as they reverberated in my head. Except for the dark energy emanating from every part of itself, in Hayley’s hand, it was just a reminder that there was some conspiracy we were fighting against.
Hayley and I walked together in perfect silence as the silver moon rose higher, casting a mystical glow upon our path. Trusting the rogue pack was a calculated risk. An alliance we needed to form out of necessity Our predicament merely intensified, exposing a maze of peril that stretched well beyond our borders.
Hayley broke the silence with, “We better go see our elders again. Even though her voice was normal, I could tell it hinged on the break. We have to know who can be trusted if this conspiracy extends across multiple packs.
I nodded, my thoughts racing. And we need to learn about this pendant. It’s the magic of being able to leverage their power.
The sights and sounds of home gave us comfort in the midst of uncertainty as we touched down into main-pack territory. When we approached the meeting hall, all of the elders were present and as grim-faced as expected. The elder Samuel raised his head and looked over at him with questioning eyes.
“Did you learn anything?” He asked in an ancient voice full of years.
Hayley stepped forward, the amulet outstretched. The rogue leader offered us that. He says it is a symbol of the cult’s strength.
Elder Miriam leant forward, the focus now squarely on the amulet. ”That is, admittedly, an ancient relic. It validates that they have a money-making cult too powerful to be reached.
Samuel’s brow furrowed in the middle, creating deep lines. “Trust in the rebellious chieftain?”
I responded as much as anyone could in these circumstances. He told us that the cult has friends in surprising places, maybe even in other packs.
Whispers filled the room where I stood, and a realization seemed to settle on everyone there. Not only was the theory that such influence could extend to other packs frightening, but it implied a web of deceit and power poised like voracious spiders encroaching ever closer over their territory.
Elder Miriam spoke up, her voice unwavering. “We have no time to lose.” If this conspiracy is as entrenched as it appears, we have to rally our allies and uncover the cult’s plans before it’s too late.
I felt a rush of urgency. We need to alert the others and let them know what might be coming.
Samuel nodded. “Agreed. But we must be cautious. And if the cult has gotten into other packs, we may tip them off as to our intentions.
I was determined that night as we planned our next move. We stood on the cusp of a war, one that could decide our pack’s fate and possibly much more in this region.
All of a sudden, the door to the hall squeaked open, and in came one young scout, into whom all his agitation had apparently been breathed.
Aiden: “There is a man at the border looking for you, Aiden.” His voice was filled with panic. “Any information they have about the conspiracy.”
The room sparked with tension as Hayley and I shared a glance. “Who is it?” My heart was ringing, and so I asked.
The scout looked at the elders before he answered. They tell you they are your brother or sister.
A shock like lightning struck through me and deafened the room in its wake. My sibling? The words felt alien and a bit implausible. My brother Ethan, whom I had last seen years prior, disappeared so long ago without a word, leaving only questions and nothing around to grab for the emptiness he left behind.
“Where are they?” With urgency, I demanded the scout say that in front of my northern border, they demanded to speak with you alone.
I thought about what to do, and I looked at Hayley and said, “I have to go.”
She smiled and nodded, knowing how I felt. “I’ll come with you.”
We exited the hall quickly, with one last look cast for good measure in our direction from a group of elders. Cool night air slid over my skin, ideas running wild in my head while I waited for what was to come.
We approached the northern border, and I saw a lone figure in the moonlight. Recognition and disbelief collided inside me as my heart skipped a beat. Ethan, only older and more worn than what I remembered as Ethan.
“Name’s Aiden,” he replied, his tone slightly hushed and containing an inflection I couldn’t quite identify.
“Ethan,” I answered, my throat closing up. “I thought you were.”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.
“Lost?” He gave a small, half-dense smile that I barely recognized as the boy who pressured me to stay away from. “I suppose I was. However, I discovered something unexpected.
Next to me, Haley stood there with a calm presence. “Why are you here, Ethan? What information do you have about this conspiracy?
He looked around, making sure there was no one else listening in before he said. I’m a plant, working as an undercover member inside the cult. Aiden, there is something big planned; it could change everything.
The implications of this are on my mind. You should have come back earlier.
Ethan stiffened his expression, and a hint of regret grew in his eyes. “I couldn’t risk it. The cult has eyes everywhere. Now they are on the move, and I had to let you know.
Without taking my eyes off this woman, Hayley moved in toward me. “What are they planning?”
Ethan paused, measuring his words. The whole purpose of their missions is to sow chaos and cause packs to become unstable so that they can take charge. They think they can ride the craziness for a while to gain more control.
A chill ran through me. And they were higher than we thought. They have to be stopped,” I said, determination wrapping around my words.
Ethan nodded, his face as hard as stone. “I can help. Their weaknesses, their motives. But we have to act fast.”
I sensed a wave of hope mixed with fear. There was danger on the road ahead, but after what must have been a very long time, I did not walk that path alone. We might actually have hope of fighting this because, with Ethan at my back,
“Now let’s go back to the elders,” Hayley said in an even tone. We have to get back together and come up with a plan.
The burden of our purpose sat heavy on my chest as we trudged back to the hamlet. We had been preparing to take on the forces of that insidious conspiracy, which turned out to be far-reaching and deadly.
Side by side with our old allies, we would lead the new world against those few who again sought to conquer it. So we set off into the night, both with a new sense of conviction and determination-these bonds that intertwine all these things worth fighting to protect.
We had no idea what lay ahead of us, but we would unite in ripping the conspiracy apart and saving our pack. We would not falter, even as the shadows closed in. Not now, not ever.