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Chapter 160

    <b>Chapter </b><b>71 </b>– Memory Recall


    “Things end but memoriesst forever.“– Unknown


    Anthony


    A new summer’s day starts off with the sun blessing mynds and the echoes of my wolves bombarding the air. It is something I look forward to each morning, and it fills my heart with joy. Happiness is no stranger to me as every day brings more warmth and possibilities for greatness <b>and </b>progress.


    Today wasn’t one of those days.


    News of the attack on Zircon Moon didn’t just reach my ears, but it <b>crossed </b>state lines. It is unheard of that <b>a </b>lone enemy can destroy a good portion of a titr pack, but it struck fear in the strongest hearts. Because of this, Alphas all over have increased security around their territories in case the threat spreads. No one was taking any chances.


    I followed suit. Security around the perimeters of my terrain increased in expectation that we might <b>be </b>next <b>on </b>Osiris‘ hit list. My members had asked why the sudden change when Ga Moon was the safest pack on the West Coast, but I assured them it was a precautionary measure. I couldn’t tell the whole truth, for it would


    raise rms.


    However, nothing could prepare <b>me </b>when Jacqueline and the others recounted the horrific details of the attack. They’ve arrived in the morning with heaviness in their hearts and sadness in their eyes. As if someone ripped their hearts out of their chest. Descriptions of the blood, the screaming, and the terror made it feel as if I was there <b>on </b>that cmitous night–and knowing they couldn’t do a thing to help is a type of helplessness I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy.


    I couldn’t describe the gut–wrenching sensation I felt when I learned that my little sister led the charge. Corrupted. Misled by a snake in the grass. One bite of the poisonous fruit and she turned into a beast with Osiris holding the leash. All of what Lucien, Phoebe, and Nadia spected not too long ago molded into the truth; Kiya could be beyond reach. If her friends couldn’t get through to her, what could?


    Kiya ughtering people struck a lightning bolt of fear into my spine. I didn’t believe it was my little sister; the most humble and benevolent wolf that I know, aside from my mother. She isn’t the type to hurt people, no matter how angry she got. The group described an unhinged, vengeful animal, not Kiya.


    I refuse to call her by that wicked <b>alias </b>Osiris gave her. His name awakens an anger in me I never thought existed he took my family. He <b>is </b><b>a </b>dead man as soon as I get my hands on him!


    Telling my parents wasn’t easy. Watching the devastation on their faces demanded that I repent for the sin of upsetting them. The light left my mother’s eyes <b>as </b>she cried, and the unspoken sadness in my father hurt deeply. I wanted tofort them, but I <b>knew </b>it wouldn’t work. Mom looked like she hadn’t slept in days. Dad <b>confirming </b>it only aggravated my pain.


    They need Kiya back.


    I couldn’t afford to waste time. We have to find Kiya and bring her home; even if it means dragging her kicking and screaming. If anyone <b>knew </b>answers about where Osiris is, it is Nadia and Lucien. Desperate times


    1/6


    call <b>for </b>desperate measures.


    <b>1 </b>needed Phoebe’s expertise.


    <b>“</b><b>You </b>think Nadia and Lucien know where Osiris‘ main base Is?” Phoebe asked, carrying her ck, <b>thick </b>book as we walked to the <b>couple’s </b>safe home. “Nadia said before that they didn’t <b>know </b>where they wereing from.”


    “I’m aware of that, but I believe if we keep pushing, they can <b>recall </b>things they couldn’t recall before.” I exined. “Is there anything in that book of spells that can help?”


    “It’s <b>called </b>a grimoire<b>.</b>” Phoebe answered with a <b>yful </b><b>eye</b>–roll. “But, yes. There are spells in here for memory recall. To be transparent with you, these are the spells I don’t touch nor perform on a whim. <b>These </b>spells don’t just make the person recall specific memories; they can recall any–good and <b>bad</b><b>.</b>”


    “I see. There is the risk that we might retraumatize them.”


    “Exactly. Memories are powerful, but some are better left buried and forgotten.” The witch paused <b>for </b><b>a </b>moment and sighed<b>, </b>as if she was trying to push back <b>some </b>memories of her own. “We don’t know the full extent of what Nadia and Lucien experienced at Osiris‘ hands. They remember more than what their <b>brains </b>allow them to. What <b>do </b>you hope to gain from this?”


    “A way to know Kiya’s location. Osiris kept his business hidden–we know that, but if they’re able to recall things in the environment, it can point us in the right direction. We may not know the city, state, hell even the zip code of where they were, but I need something to work with.” The weight in my chest is back, pressing against my heart. I…I can’t believe what Kiya has be. She…it isn’t possible.”


    <b>“</b>Anything is possible, Anthony.” Phoebe hugged her grimoire when she faced me. “Darkness and light have aplicated rtionship. It isn’t as ck <b>and </b>white as everyone thinks it is. Kiya is an amazing person with a great heart, but even those with big hearts struggle with their darkness–the feelings they’re forbidden to express. Just as Lucien said, if Osiris senses a weakness, he’ll exploit it and whether we like it or not, Kiya had many that she hid very well.”


    “You really thought about this, didn’t you?”


    <b>“</b><b>Yep</b>.” She nods. “But not all hope is lost, Anthony<b>. </b><b>You’re </b>going to get your sister back. We just need to get creative and look at other avenues we haven’t thought of before. And take risks.”


    “I don’t take risks.”


    “You take calcted risks.” She smiled as we resumed walking. “But I don’t have to touch you to know that you fear the future<b>.</b><b>”</b>


    It was my turn to pause. Goddamnit, I love and hate Phoebe’s perceptiveness. Yes<b>, </b>I’m scared. The image of my little sister in my mind is wless and polished–I remember her as how I left her at Zircon Moon months ago. I haven’t seen her since. But, with these recent developments, I’m afraid of that perfect image distorting into something grotesque. Kiya, though every <b>w </b>and blemish she has, <b>is </b>still perfect in her own way.


    <b>I </b>hate <b>the </b>circumstances that led up to this.


    “Talk about it to someone.” Phoebe called out some distance <b>ahead </b>of me. “I’m not the most ideal person, but


    someone else could be.”


    <b>“</b>I’ll keep that in mind.”


    As we drew closer to Nadia and Lucien’s home<b>, </b>I noticed a familiar <b>pair </b>walking toward their front door. Confused as we were, Phoebe and I trotted up to them. “Mom? Dad?” They turned to face me, shocked that I was even here. “<b>What </b>are <b>you </b>both doing here?”


    “We were…” Mom hesitated a bit, eyeing Dad for help. “…wondering if Nadia and Lucien could answer some questions for us.”


    “<b>About</b>?”


    “Where the snake lives.” Dad <b>answered </b>ndly.


    “Looks like we’re on the same wavelength.” Phoebe chuckled. “We’re going to do the same thing. Wouldn’t it be overwhelming for the four of us to be <b>here</b><b>?</b>”


    “I don’t care.” Mom replied, firm in her stance. The light in her eyes ising back, but it is not as prominent as before. <b>“</b><b>I’m </b>sick of not knowing, and I’m sick of waiting. Those two rested for long enough and I need answers on how I <b>can </b>get my baby back!”


    Despite our protests, Mom stalked to the white door of the modest house and knocked so hard the door shook. She was <b>a </b>woman on a mission–a mission formed out of desperation and impulsivity. When we caught up, <b>we </b>heard <b>a </b><b>yelp </b>and rummaging echoing in the interior. Curious, I press my ear against the door to listen in<b>.</b>


    “Fuck, Lucien! Where did you put my clothes?”


    “Does it matter? You look better naked, anyway.”


    “Not in front of our guests! Where the hell is my bra–Lucien! Give it back!”


    “Why are the cups bigger than my face? It’s adorable!”


    “Because retail stores don’t sell bra sizes above D–get it off your face!”


    <i>“</i><i>I </i>could use this as a face mask <i>if </i>I wanted to!”


    “Lucien!”


    “Fine, fine<b>.</b><b>”</b>


    Oh Goddess Selene, were they fucking?


    Mom, impatient, mmed her fists against the door again. A <b>save </b>Bowl rumbled inside, along with theMaterial ? N?velDrama.Org.


    pitter–patter of footsteps. The door swung open to reveal a disheveled Lucien wearing his unbuttoned blouse inside–out and Nadia in a short robe.


    Yep<b>. </b>They were <b>fucking</b>.


    “Can we help you with something?” Lucien asked, irritated. Mom and Dad invited themselves into their home and made themselvesfortable on the couch while Phoebe entered hesitantly along with me<b>.</b>


    “It stinks of sex in here.” Mom blurted out.


    “Mom!” I shouted through <b>mind</b>–link. Nadia’s checks grow red and Lucien smirked.


    “Anyway…<b>” </b>Phoebe fell to her knees at the coffee table<b>, </b>mming her grimoire on the surface. “We wanted to <b>talk </b>to you both to see if you can recall anything else about your escape<b>.</b>”


    “We told you everything.” Nadia said, adjusting her robe.


    “Osiris and Kiya attacked Zircon Moonst night.” Their eyes widened. “The damage is severe, and they’ve kidnapped the old Alpha and Betas. We need to know where Osiris is located so we can retrieve them and my sister. The smallest detail would help.”


    …Most likely, keep would keep them in <b>the </b>prisons.” Lucien exined with a weighty sigh. “We were there until we broke out. We never looked back, and we don’t know where his home is located, but it was in a deep woodsy area.”


    “That’s a start.” Dad muttered. “What about the direction you ran in? Did any scents stick out, maybe the weather?”


    “We just kept running until we came across smaller, unestablished packs and supernaturals that took us in. The direction didn’t matter–we needed to get far away from Osiris has possible.” Nadia’s eyebrow arched. “But your pack was south. <b>So </b>we headed south.”


    “Okay, I’m ready.” Our attention turned to the witch on her knees. “With both your permissions, I’ll cast a memory <b>recall </b>spell where you’ll be put into a trance.”


    “Will it hurt?” Nadia asked.


    “Physically, no. Again, it is up to you two if you want to go through this.”


    The couple spared t one another, teetering between eptance and rejection. From the look in their <b>eyes</b>, they didn’t want to relive the intimate details of their escape but understand the importance of it. We <b>shared </b>looks, some of hope and some of anxiety. But, in the end, Nadia and Lucien agreed to participate.


    Mom, Dad, and I watched as Phoebe ce the two in a trance once they settled on the couch. Purple and white wisps of magic emitted from her palms and sunk into the skin on the couple’s shoulders. The surrounding area sunk in temperature as the spell progressed and Phoebe’s magic buzzed through the <b>air</b>, urging us to huddle for warmth. Between Nadia and Lucien was shaking, sweating, and soft cursing, but the witch helped them with guiding questions so that my parents and I can receive the clues to Kiya’s location.


    Dense forests for miles.


    Clouds blocked the sun.


    Yelling and screaming from Ostris subordinates to capture them.


    Pain–cuts and bruises littered their bodies as they dodged every tree and log.


    The shadows were both ally and enemy because Osiris maneuvers through it with ease.


    When Nadia couldn’t go on, Lucien muscled his way to safety with the woman in their arms.


    Their escape seemed too easy.


    “The trees smelled like Christmas trees.” Nadia <b>said </b>out of the <b>blue</b><b>. </b>“I smelled <b>pine </b>everywhere.”


    “It felt like we stepped from one dimension to another–like we burst through the bubble of darkness into the light.” Lucien added. Phoebe’s eyes, purple and glowing, shot open as she halted the trance<b>, </b>knocking the couple back into reality with a gasp. She gave me a knowing, frightful look before she gathered her grimoire and left the house. Mom took off after her.


    “I’m sorry we couldn’t be more helpful.” Nadia answered, bowing her head.


    I shook my head. “You both did good; there is nothing to apologize for. Get some rest and we’ll let you <b>know </b>if <b>we </b>find anything.” Dad and I turned on our heels and left the home to catch up with Mom and a spooked Phoebe.


    “I think the trees Nadia described are Dous Fir.” I proposed. “They’re indigenous to the northern states like Washington and Oregon, stretching to Canada. They’re also in Idaho and Montana.”


    “Since they were told to head south to our pack, it’d make sense if they came from the North.” Dad added on thoughtfully. “But that is yet a vast area to cover.”


    “Didn’t they mention before that they encountered fairies and other creatures?” Mom mentioned. “They’re found in trees, right?”


    “Oregon.” We all looked at Phoebe, clutching her book until her knuckles grew white. Her breathing became erratic. I’ve <b>never </b>seen her so frightened. “Oregon has thergest poption of supernatural beings in all of North America, Salem is where most of them stay. Since Osiris‘ army consists of witches and hybrids<b>, </b>it makes sense he would stay in an area where he has an endless supply of them to lure into his cult.”


    “Oregon is right above us, which means Osiris never left the West Coast. Something tells me he didn’t choose Oregon on a whim.” I exined, tapping my cheek.


    “He could have.” Dad shrugged. “We don’t know how his mind works.”


    “It’s not a coincidence that he was in the center of where different packs were attacked and destroyed in the Tri–State <b>area </b><b>several </b>months ago. Osiris was practicing for the main event! Don’t forget that Oregon sits <b>above </b><b>Nevada </b>too.”


    That is when I noticed Mom’s eyes widening when she caught onto it all. “He kept Zircon Moon under his surveince?”


    “Most likely. The ambushst night wasn’t sloppy; it was nned. Osiris doesn’t seem like the type to attack


    impulsively and why he has Kiya in the first ce, I believe<b>, </b>is the key to understanding his true motivations.”


    “Endo is in Salem now, so I’ll call him to ask if there have been any magical disturbances <b>as </b>ofte and in <b>what </b>area. There are a lot of forests <b>and </b><b>woodsy </b>areas in Oregon, so it is still a huge area to <b>search</b>.” Phoebe <b>shut </b>her eyes. <b>“</b>Anthony? Can I make a request?”


    “I know what you’re <b>going </b>to say, Phoebe<b>. </b>You don’t have to do anything that makes you ufortable. When I n for a <b>travel </b>mission, you don’t <b>need </b>to participate.”


    The anxiety departed <b>Phoebe’s </b>shoulders, making her sigh with relief. Phoebe never talked about her past, nor was it my business to know, but something about Oregon scared her. I can’t ce her in apromising position like that.


    <b>“</b>Thank you.”


    Nodding. I turn to my parents. “Something is better than nothing. This is our big break to getting Kiya back. I’ll call Neron and <b>ry </b><b>what </b>we’ve found out.”


    Mom <b>and </b>Dad both sighed with relief, smiles creeping up on their aging faces. The light is already returning and <b>the </b>heaviness on my heart has lifted.


    Hang on, little sis.


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