CARLYLE’S POV


    We returned home after settling thingspletely with Rex and went straight to ac


    the treasure from.


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    Mason to ask where he got


    As Donald and I made our way to Mason’s room, I felt happy and a bit relieved. Sometimes, all one


    needs after a long day is the warmth of family and nothing more. Despite the. recent events, the


    prospect of spending time with my son never failed to lift my spirits.


    “Hey there, champ!” I called on him with a wide grin as we entered his room, Donald following closely


    behind. “How’s my favorite little Alpha doing today?”


    Mason’s face lit up with a bright smile at our arrival, his eyes sparkling with excitement.


    “Hi, Dad! Hi, Uncle Donald!” he eximed, bounding over to greet us with a hug.


    “Hey, buddy!” Donald chimed in, tousling Mason’s hair affectionately. “You ready for another day of


    ruling the pack academy?”


    Mason nodded eagerly, his enthusiasm contagious as heunched into a lively recount of his day at the


    academy. He filled us in with tales of his adventures, from mastering his fighting tactics to leading his


    ssmates in a game of capture the g.


    As he spoke, I couldn’t help but marvel at the boundless energy and spirit radiating from my young son.


    His passion for learning and exploring the world around him never ceased to amaze me, and I found


    myself caught up in the excitement of his stories. He went on talking and talking without nning to


    stop anytime soon.


    “Sounds like you had quite the day, Mason!” I eximed, a proud smile spreading across my face.


    “You’re bing quite the little Alpha, aren’t you?” Donald chipped in.


    Mason beamed at the praise, his chest puffing out with pride.


    “Yes, I’m gonna be the best Alpha ever! Dad told me I’m a man and I should know to do things like


    one.” he dered confidently, striking a funny heroic pose,


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    Donald and I chuckled at his enthusiasm, exchanging amused nces.


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    “No doubt about that, kiddo,” Donald replied with a grin. “But hey, we’ve got something important to ask


    you.”


    Mason’s curiosity was immediately piqued, his eyes widening with anticipation.


    “What is it, Dad? What’s so important? Do you want to ask me what you’ll buy for me?” He was very


    happy and I chuckled tapping the tip of his nose lightly with my curved index finger.


    I shared a knowing nce with Donald before turning back to Mason, a yful twinkle in my eye.


    “Well, you see, we’ve been hearing some rumors around the pack,” I began, trying to think of a way to


    break. things down to him. “Rumors about a certain treasure that’s been causing quite a stir.”


    Mason’s eyes lit up with excitement at the mention of treasure, his imagination already running wild


    with possibilities.


    “Treasure? What kind of treasure? A rare gem? Colourful?” he eximed eagerly, leaning in closer to


    listen..


    Donald and I exchanged amused smiles before telling him about a yful tale of adventure and


    mystery, weaving a tale of hidden treasures and ancient artifacts.


    By the time we finished, Mason was practically jumping with excitement, his imagination ignited by the


    promise of adventure.


    “Wow, that sounds amazing!” he eximed. “But where do Ie in?”


    I chuckled at his eagerness, ruffling his hair affectionately.


    “Well, that’s what we’re here to find out, champ,” I replied, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips.


    “We need your help to solve the mystery of the treasure.”


    “Ok, that’s no problem.” He agreed, all smiles.


    “Where did you get this treasure?” I showed him the gift he had me give Donald.


    “Isn’t this the gift I gave Uncle Donald?” He collected it from me, handing it over to Donald.


    “I’m sorry uncle, I didn’t know Dad wouldn’t give it to you. I‘ have sent it to you through my nanny.” He


    felt bad


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    and Donald pulled him closer, packing his cheek.


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    “It’s fine, buddy. In fact, I liked it when your dad gave it to me. So, I want to buy it for someone too.”


    Donald said and Mason beamed with smiles again.


    “It was…”


    The door creaked open and Sidonnie entered with a mischievous grin just as Mason was about to give


    us the answer we needed.


    “Well, well, what do we have here?” she chimed in, her voice dripping with amusement as she


    sauntered into the room. “A secret meeting of the pack’s finest, I see.”


    Mason’s face lit up with excitement at the sight of his mother, and he bounded over to greet her with a


    hug.


    “Mum! Dad and Uncle Donald were just telling me about a treasure hunt!”


    Sidonnie raised an eyebrow in mock surprise, her gaze flickering between Donald and me.


    “A treasure hunt, you say?” she replied, a yful smirk ying on her lips. “Sounds like quite the


    adventure. Mind if I join in?”


    Donald chuckled at her teasing tone, shooting her a knowing grin.


    “Sorry, Sidonnie, but this treasure hunt is strictly for the bravest of adventurers,” he teased, his eyes


    twinkling with amusement.


    Sidonnie feigned offense, cing a hand on her chest in mock indignation.


    “Oh, I see how it is,” she replied with a yful pout. “Well, you boys better watch out. You never know


    what tricks ady might have up her sleeve.”


    Mason giggled at his mother’s antics, clearly enjoying the yful banter between us.


    “So, I heard you asking Mason about something, what was it?” Sidonnie got serious.


    “Dad and Uncle Donald were asking me about how I got the special gift I gave Uncle Donald.” Mason


    interjected.


    “Oh, really? That’s nice.” Donnie patted Mason’s head and she shed me a questioning look and I told


    her


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    Refocusing on Mason, I asked him again where he got it from since it seemed he got distracted by his


    mum’s


    entrance.


    “Godmother Ena gave it to me.” He replied innocently.


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    “Athena?” Donnie was surprised. “When was that?”


    “On your wedding day. She came to keep mepany when you both didn’te to y with me.”


    “Oh, that’s nice.” Donnie faked a smile. Deep down, she was boiling with questions.


    “She said she gifted it to me and I can gift it to anyone I want. Then, we decided to gift Uncle Donald


    because! didn’t have a gift f


    him.


    “That’s good. Mason is such a good boy” Donnie kissed his cheeks and bubbled with happiness.


    Since we got the answer we wanted from him, we yed with him a little more and left to have a proper


    discussion outside.


    “What’s this all about” Sidonnie was the first to talk. Donald filled her in, carefully analysing what


    happened to her step by step as she requested.


    Sidonnie nodded thoughtfully, absorbing the information as she processed the implications of Athena’s


    potential involvement.


    “So, you’re saying that Athena might have intentionally given Mason the speech stone?” she mused,


    her brow furrowing in concentration.


    Donald nodded in agreement, his expression serious as he weighed the possibilities.


    “It’s certainly a possibility,” he replied, his voice thoughtful. “Given Athena’s connection to the


    supernatural, it wouldn’t be out of the realm of possibility for her to have a hand in this.“”


    I chimed in, echoing Donald’s sentiments. “Exactly,” I added, nodding in agreement. “We can’t rule out


    anything at this point. We need to consider all angles and gather as much information as possible


    before we jump to any conclusions.”


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    Sidonnie listened intently, her mind racing as she processed the information.


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    “So, what’s our next step?” she asked, her tone determined. “Do we confront Athena about this? Or do


    we investigate further on our own?”


    Donald paused, considering the options carefully before responding.


    “I think our best course of action is to gather more information first,” he suggested, his voice measured.


    “We


    need to find out exactly why Athena would give Mason the speech stone and what her intentions might


    be.”


    “In some way, I feel like she has this all nned out carefully, given her character. She never does


    things she


    knows are bound to fail.”


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    I nodded in agreement, thinking of what we were going to do next.


    “That reminds me, she was able to smell Amelia’s presence at the reception that day.” Donnie said.


    “That could be just normal. You know…”


    “No, the way she acted that day was definitely off. It was like she knew for sure that Amelia was there.


    Moreover, other supernaturals didn’t notice a thing. I bet Amelia must have covered her scent. But


    Athena….” She cut me


    short.


    “If I remember quite well, Amelia started acting weird when Athena arrived and when we were together


    alone, she asked about how we are rted to her.” Donald recounted.


    “And did you tell her?”


    “Of course, I did. I noticed she was lost in thought after that.”


    “Now, we know where to begin.” I pointed out.


    “Amelia!” Donnie and Donald said in unison.


    “Donald, you know what to do.” I instructured.