Chapter 108
Skr
A scream rips from my lips when I’m thrown into the abyss. I close my eyes on instinct but open them
when my buttnds on something hard-concrete.
“What is this ce?” Lask, lifting my head to see Haven City, but it looks different.
There are no cars. Instead, I see wagons dragged by demon-like horses. Their eyes are red and
glowing, and I’m forced to move out of the way when onees marching down the street. It huffs at
me, and I grimace before looking up at the skies in silent wonder.
Everything is dark, too dark. There are no stars in the sky, and the streetlights are so dim that I can
hardly see.
“Someone managed to summon the eternal darkness back to canh in this version of the future, Jinx
mumbles.
So you think this is the future?’
Yes, I would assume so.
I’m not given enough time to answer her before something huge flies down from the sky.
Itnds on the old asphalt road, and my eyes widen at the demotic creature. It’s standing on two legs,
but its arms are too long for it to be human. Its size is also incredible, and with its long ws, it easily
breaks the windows of a bakery. An rm goes off, but the demon doesn’t care. Neither does it move
when the owner yells at it.
“F*cking demons!” the owner yells. “Stop raiding my bakery, you monsters!”
The owner of the bakery hits the demon with a broom, but the demon doesn’t care and keeps eating
the cakes in the disy windows. Huh. So, people here are used to demons and supernatural
creatures roarning around?
“It seems that way. Jinx says before she goes quiet for one whole minute before interruting my
thoughts again. “I wonder what that line is for looking for an assistant? A job?”
I spin around, my eyesnding on a line into a basement. There is a sign that says, “Looking for an
assistant, drop-in interviews today.”
I walk closer to the line but stop when I notice a wall where people have left old jackets.
“We should grab one, Jinx advises. “Showing up at an interview dressed in your pajamas isn’t a good
idea.
“Who said I was headed for the interview? I ask inside my head.
She snickers. “Did you look at the name of the one hiring people
I cast a nce at thesign again, freezing in my tracks when I read it out loud “Reeves detective
bureau,”
‘Mhm, Jinx sounds smug. That means Xavier, Daisy, or Lucas could be inside.”
“But how? Lucas is the Alpha of the Bloodmoon pack-he wouldn’t work as a detective!”
“What if this is the future where Alpha Max beat him? It sure looks like Lucian is in charge here,
considering the eternal darkness…”
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Jinx is most likely right: I don’t see how there could be another eternal night if not for Lucian. But I
guess the only way to find out is to walk down those stairs and get an interview. I wonder who I will
meet: Lucas’ parents or Lucas himself when he is older?
With a sigh. I move towards the hanging coats. I select a tattered but rtively clean leather jacket and
slip it on over my sheep pajamas. It’s toorge, but it offers some protection from the wind.
“You ready?” Jinx asks.
‘As ready as I can be. I respond, steeling myself for the unknown and stepping into the line, trying to
blend in with the crowd.
Minutes tick by agonizingly slowly as I inch closer and closer to the basement door. The dark wooden
frame creaks each time someone enters or exits, sending chills down my spine.
Finally, after what feels like an eternity, I find myself standing before the basement door. Bracing myself
for whaty ahead, 1 descend into the dimly lit space. It smells musty, and a faint aroma of stale coffee
wafts through the air.
At a desk near the far end sits a man, his back towards me as he is hunched over some files. The sight
of him makes my heart skip a beat – tall, broad-shouldered, with dark hair…it could very well be Lucas
himself.
“Name,” he asks in a deep voice that is different yet so familiar that I can’t help the gasp that leaves my
lips.
It’s Lucas!
Instinctively. I close my eyes as if that could somehow hinder his recognition of me. Taking a deep
breath, I whisper. “It’s une.. Skr
There is a moment of silence so thick it almost feels tangible. The creaking of the chair announces his
movement. He turns around slowly, disbelievingly. And then there are those hauntingly familiar blue
and red eyes staring intently at me.
“Skr?” His voice cracks a little, and his soft gaze sends shivers down my spine.
Lucas is older than me now and oh my god, he is a looker for sure. His ck hair is longer, falling into
his eyes in a way that didn’t happen when he was younger. His face is harder, more angr than I
remember, etched with lines of hardship and stress that tell their own tales. There is even the beginning
of a beard.
“Lucas,” I breathe again, unable to take my eyes off him. For a moment, the world seems to stop, and
it’s just me and him in this musty basement.
He stands suddenly, knocking the chair back. “Skr…” he murmurs, disbeliefcing his tone. His gaze
flickers over me like he’s trying to memorize my face all over again. His eyes finallynd on the sheep
printed on my pajamas under the ragged leather jacket.
A chuckle bubbles out of him, and I grimace. “I sort of traveled through time wearing my pajamas.”
“I can see the,” he seems amused. “And seeing you here today…well… it makes sense,”
akes sense?” I echo.
eah, because you mysteriously disappeared seven years ago, and now, I know the reason why.”This content belongs to N?/velDra/ma.Org .
“I disappeared seven years ago?” I whisper, and then my eyes widen in realization. “Holy moon
goddess… So that’s what happens when I time travel! And that means…” I swallow thickly as I eye
Lucas. He is smiling faintly at me and I release the air in my lungs. “You’re my Lucas, just older and in
the future, aren’t you?”
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