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human’s cooperative and eager to be at their beck and call.
Ronan gave me a necklace and told me to wear it at all times. He said it was a symbol given by Kieran to signify and warn all those who would harm me, and now you. The necklace is in the safe in the storeroom in the back of the store. One day you will find your rightful place in being the caretaker of my precious store, and of being the Selected. You, my granddaughter, have great adventure and great peril waiting ahead of you. It is up to you how you will choose to live the life of the Selected. Just know this. No one is ever truly on your side. They have their own goals to achieve, and they will, whether you choose to help them willingly or not.
There are those you will learn to care about, and those you will learn to stay away from. But neither side is completely safe for you. Some believe the Selected cause more problems than they’re worth, and they should be controlled and imprisoned.
The telephone numbers below are to both Morris, the pack leader of the werewolves, and Kieran, the coven leader of the vampires. Those two men are the decision makers for their people, and most of the time, their word is followed to the last letter. But there are those that choose not to always heed their leader’s directives, whether it’s because they have their own political aspirations, they don’t trust you, or they think you shouldn’t be able to walk freely around the city and be able to communicate with their enemies. Vampires and werewolves will be watching you closely to see if they think you are betraying their own kind.
Be careful who you talk to and what is said. Your actions can be used against you, and there are some who will create such situations that put you in danger and in doubt. From experience, I’ve learned there is no one you can truly trust. Family members can and will be used against you if someone so chooses. Watch your loved ones. Be aware if their behavior changes. That is a big clue someone may have tampered with their minds.
I closed the book, tucking it under the countertop where my bag was, and went into the storeroom. The drywall that hid the safe slid easily to the side, and the safe door sprung open after I punched in the combination. The safe stood about four feet tall. On the very top shelf was a black velvet box, the flat rectangular type you see in movies when a man gives a woman a necklace. With the box in my hands and the lid open, a note card attached to the inside caught my attention.
To my granddaughter, wear this necklace, and never ever take it off. You are loved. Be well in all your future endeavors.
The necklace had a beautiful gold-linked chain that held a sparkling pink ruby gemstone the size of a quarter set on a gold-plated backdrop. Hands shaking slightly, I clasped the necklace around my neck, noting how the ruby sat in the center of my chest, and how the gold felt warm as it touched my skin. I would never take it off.
I walked out into the store proper and sat at the counter to make a phone call. Calling the vampire leader, Kieran, before he sent someone out to hunt me down like Morris, seemed like the right thing to do. Before the phone lines could do their magic and connect me to his phone, the chimes above the store’s front door jingled, telling me a customer had arrived. Only, it wasn’t a customer.
It was Blake.
He sauntered in and sat down on the small loveseat next to the fireplace on the side wall of the store. I lost the struggle to keep the distance between us, hung up the phone, and walked to the end of the counter. I had the fire lit, as I normally did in the evenings and would continue to as long as the chilled winter air persisted. The brick building housing the store was old and not well insulated. Frigid air blew in around the frames of the front door and windows. Without the fire, the store was too cold to be in all day long.
The firelight glowed against his tanned skin and emphasized the
Ronan gave me a necklace and told me to wear it at all times. He said it was a symbol given by Kieran to signify and warn all those who would harm me, and now you. The necklace is in the safe in the storeroom in the back of the store. One day you will find your rightful place in being the caretaker of my precious store, and of being the Selected. You, my granddaughter, have great adventure and great peril waiting ahead of you. It is up to you how you will choose to live the life of the Selected. Just know this. No one is ever truly on your side. They have their own goals to achieve, and they will, whether you choose to help them willingly or not.
There are those you will learn to care about, and those you will learn to stay away from. But neither side is completely safe for you. Some believe the Selected cause more problems than they’re worth, and they should be controlled and imprisoned.
The telephone numbers below are to both Morris, the pack leader of the werewolves, and Kieran, the coven leader of the vampires. Those two men are the decision makers for their people, and most of the time, their word is followed to the last letter. But there are those that choose not to always heed their leader’s directives, whether it’s because they have their own political aspirations, they don’t trust you, or they think you shouldn’t be able to walk freely around the city and be able to communicate with their enemies. Vampires and werewolves will be watching you closely to see if they think you are betraying their own kind.
Be careful who you talk to and what is said. Your actions can be used against you, and there are some who will create such situations that put you in danger and in doubt. From experience, I’ve learned there is no one you can truly trust. Family members can and will be used against you if someone so chooses. Watch your loved ones. Be aware if their behavior changes. That is a big clue someone may have tampered with their minds.
I closed the book, tucking it under the countertop where my bag was, and went into the storeroom. The drywall that hid the safe slid easily to the side, and the safe door sprung open after I punched in the combination. The safe stood about four feet tall. On the very top shelf was a black velvet box, the flat rectangular type you see in movies when a man gives a woman a necklace. With the box in my hands and the lid open, a note card attached to the inside caught my attention.
To my granddaughter, wear this necklace, and never ever take it off. You are loved. Be well in all your future endeavors.
The necklace had a beautiful gold-linked chain that held a sparkling pink ruby gemstone the size of a quarter set on a gold-plated backdrop. Hands shaking slightly, I clasped the necklace around my neck, noting how the ruby sat in the center of my chest, and how the gold felt warm as it touched my skin. I would never take it off.
I walked out into the store proper and sat at the counter to make a phone call. Calling the vampire leader, Kieran, before he sent someone out to hunt me down like Morris, seemed like the right thing to do. Before the phone lines could do their magic and connect me to his phone, the chimes above the store’s front door jingled, telling me a customer had arrived. Only, it wasn’t a customer.
It was Blake.
He sauntered in and sat down on the small loveseat next to the fireplace on the side wall of the store. I lost the struggle to keep the distance between us, hung up the phone, and walked to the end of the counter. I had the fire lit, as I normally did in the evenings and would continue to as long as the chilled winter air persisted. The brick building housing the store was old and not well insulated. Frigid air blew in around the frames of the front door and windows. Without the fire, the store was too cold to be in all day long.
The firelight glowed against his tanned skin and emphasized the
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