Chapter 35

Micheal was not impressed with the council of five attitudes with the whole Raymond situation; it was as if some of them were perhaps bribed or blackmailed because they were not acting like they usually would in this kind of circumstance.

He took over the situation and decided to use his power of being king to overrule them. Raymond was black-listed everywhere. He did mean everywhere, even the seediest bars and back ally black markets.

Soon his contacts would be informing him of where Raymond was trying to hide and what he was trying to buy. Micheal only hoped that it would slow his process down or put it to a stop altogether; he knew better because scum like Raymond always found a way to get what they wanted. It wasn’t until you put an end to them entirely that it would stop; Raymond had a lot to answer for.

Micheal was so focused on taking out the trash that he almost forgot about the upcoming ball the next night; he had everything ready and a huge surprise for Daisy.

He wasn’t too sure how Noah would be received or Daisy. He had hoped that they would be received with honor and respect, but he had a feeling that the pain in the ass snobs would not let it pass without causing some trouble.

Hopefully, he can shut that shit down before it gets too far going into a giant shit pile.

Soo Hungry, I am so Hungry I AM SOO HUNGRY! HUNGRY HUNGRY HUNGRY HUNGRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tanya was going insane. It wouldn’t shut up. It was so loud now that all she could do was lock herself in the closet. She was crying. She knew she needed help, but she was afraid to leave the closet for fear of what it would do if it took control. She had a feeling she wouldn’t be coming back.

What would it do when it got freedom? She didn’t want to think about it; she could see all the images inside its mind on what it was hungry for—children of any size, species, and age.

She was also afraid of what she looked like now; she could tell that she no longer had any hair and that her skin was turning a grey color. The strangest thing, though, was that the palm of her hands wouldn’t stop itching; it was almost painful.

She did have one thing that might save her from this; whatever this was, she grabbed her cell phone just before locking herself inside.

Trying to think straight while chanting was going on in her head proved difficult. She managed to get to her contacts and enter the 911 code to the head of her shifter community. She just hoped that he would pick up; she felt that she only had one chance to do this; it wouldn’t matter anymore if she failed.

Success! It was ringing; the monster inside her was screaming. Now she was trying her best to ignore it, but it wasn’t easy, and she wasn’t going to hold out long.

Her skin was getting that tingly feeling it always did when she was about to shift; she willed herself to hold on, the monster started screeching at her defiance. Still, she held her ground.

“Come on already, please pick up the phone!”

Raymond was impressed with himself as he looked up and down at his image in the mirror, he was a very handsome man before he was turned, and now he was a god.

He made sure he was wearing everything expensive it was what he liked. Even his cologne was three thousand dollars a bottle. His socks cost more than most people make in a week. He was walking perfection.

Now he was ready to impress Mrs. Sophie Jensen, another rich, elite snob; what she had going for her was her body; hot damn, she was one hot bitch, how her husband let her out of his sight he had no idea. Still, he planned on not only gaining another client but another notch on his bedpost as well.

All ready and walking out, he passed that package that had come in the mail earlier. Debating on opening it now or when he got home, he decided that he might not be home by morning if things went his way tonight.

He sat down on his leather couch with a shrug and started to open the box. It was rather significant, and he didn’t remember if he had ordered more of the little bottles for the new elixir or not. It had to be what it was; he just forgot it with everything that had been going on.

Lifting the lid, he heard a faint clicking sound and then popped, and the box exploded; what covered his entire living room and himself was something so disgusting that all Raymond could do was a wretch.

As he sat there trying to figure out what just happened, another pop was heard, and pink glitter exploded all over on top of the rotten sludge that was all over.

Raymond let out a tremendous roar in total rage; everything was ruined his suit, the room, everything.

Whoever did this was going to pay, but they would suffer for it as well; he wasn’t going to stop till he found out who did this. Just as these thoughts were going through his mind, his phone went off; he had a text message.

It was from The Wraith, fucking Blane. The text wasn’t very long, but it was enough for Raymond to know who the sender of the package was.

Hey there,

Do you miss me? Did you like your present? I thought it was time for some of your shit to come home to roost for a change.

How many more are there, you twat?

Ever your friend,

The Wraith

Raymond was soo pissed that he threw his phone across the room, smashing it to pieces. That Stupid Fuck, how dare he do this to me. I will show that asshole who not to mess with.

What did he mean by how many more are there? How many more of what? I am going to end that son of a bitch in the worst way possible, and I will enjoy watching.

Noah and Daisy were just about ready to go down to dinner when Noah’s phone started ringing the alarm signal; he picked it up and on the other end of the line was a very hysterical female.

“Please, you have to help me! Please, my name is Tanya Harries, 5440 w Oak St, here in town apartment 12c top floor…in closet...hurry!”

There was a shrieking scream on the other side of the phone, and then it went dead.

Noah called Micheal and told him what was going on and that he thought that maybe they might have another demon problem starting with another Elixir Drinker.

Daisy made it as if she would go with Noah, but he stopped her and told her until they knew what they were dealing with; she wouldn’t get near any of that crazy shit.

Garret walked in to see if they were ready to go down to dine. Instead, Noah ordered him to guard Daisy; no one was to come in or go out till Micheal or Noah gave the word to do so.

With that, Noah ran out the door and down the long corridors that would take him to Micheals’s wing. Together, they were going to have to face another monster, hoping that it wasn’t out yet and would be easier to capture it or kill it.

Micheal met him halfway and decided that since he knew that neighborhood, he could transport them close to the apartment building, and they could go on foot quickly from there.

After they were transported, Noah was impressed with his father-in-law’s ability. It came in rather handy. They were only half a block away.

When they reached the front door to the building, it was apparent that they were too late. The double glass doors to the entrance looked like they were ripped off the hinges. There was blood and glass everywhere and a woman screaming that her ten-year-old son had been stolen.

It was a nightmare straight out of a horror movie; they raced up to the apartment, and when they got there, it was more carnage; the door was shredded. All that was intact was the doorknob.

Inside there was a horrible stench and what looked like large skin flakes and hair everywhere as if something immense was shedding like a snake.

In the bedroom, they found the closet door was shredded just like the front door; the stench was even worse in here. It was like looking inside a monster’s den after it had awoken after hibernating.

On the closet’s back wall was written in blood, “Help” in one writing style and ” hungry” in another more jagged manner.” It sent a cold chill down both Noah’s and Micheals’s spines.

“Noah, what in the holy hell has just entered the world?”

“I don’t know, Micheal, but I have a feeling we are going to have to find this one as soon as possible; I think this one is going to be much worse than the Wendigo was.”

They both could hear sirens in the distance and decided that they would hurry down and talk to the mother with the missing child and get as much info from her as possible before the police show up in force.

Granted, most of them were shifters or vampires, but still, it was best to keep a low profile at the moment because there were humans around as well. The last thing they wanted was a city-wide panic.

After they talked with the woman about her missing son Danny they teleported out of there and back to the castle; they went in separate directions in a hurry to gather the people and resources they needed for the demon hunt they were about to begin.