Chapter 234

I just nodded, stretching out, “Who are we going with?” I asked the room.  “All my guys, Jack is coming and then Logan’s Guardian crew… a total of twenty,” I frowned thinking. “When did dad buy this island?” I looked over my shoulder at Remy, “1930’s.” My frown increased, “What?” “Well… if he bought it then… I’m guessing it has more than twenty people on it…” I shrugged, “I mean I was with him and we never went there… well I’ve never gone there, what if we have to – I don’t know – build huts or something? Did you try Google maps?” Remy scoffed, the others chuckled. Especially Jack and Casey. “You do realize that some of us were born in the candle light era, right Chelsea? I think we could survive…” I looked away, before smirking back at Jack, “Okay old man,” I teased. He smiled but it didn’t meet his eyes, I knew he lost McKenna and was hurting but was amazed he was here right now, pushing through. Helping me as always. I had to pay him back, all I hoped was that his mate and Nona were in the Hereafter. I’d be able to bring them back. Give them what they lost by guarding me. After freshening up, everyone stood in the cramped hospital room, a complete circle around Gabriel, Logan and I, Jack to my left, Gabriel my right, I blinked and one minute I was in the hospital room. The next, an island that wasn’t on any may we searched for it, large, lush and green, white sand beneath our feet, the sun bright and hot, I winced adjusting my eyes to the light. The men around us, all with weapons, fire power – overkill – you won’t think that if you needed it… Aria whispered interrupting my thoughts. No one made a move to leave the spot we were in, checking around us, scoping out our surroundings, lush tropical plants growing thick and beautiful hiding whatever else may be on the island. Taking in the feelings from Gabriel and Jack, I felt astonishment, relief and I myself felt exhilaration, even shock that this was actually a place, but I couldn’t help but wonder why Jason had kept so much from me. What was his purpose for purchasing this land? Even more, what was hidden between the expansive tropics? What was behind the towering palm and canopy of other trees? Huts? Avena theorized patronizingly. Listening, I sent my hearing out, trying to pick up as much as I could and I heard heartbeats, thoughts, and laughter. I couldn’t help but smirk myself, at what I was hearing. Look at that weak circle they’ve created, if we wanted we could kill them before they even took a step. Is – is that the Chosen One? I don’t see Jason… Gavino – the one next to the Chosen One is a Gavino – I’d know that boy anywhere! What is the Chosen One doing with a Gavino? Where is Jason? How did they find us here? Materializing from nowhere? After listening enough, I sighed, “Everyone put your weapons down,” I said to the guys around us, but when they didn’t I used my Alpha tone, stretching out I sent the order further, for everyone here, “ALL WEAPONS DOWN, NO ONE WILL FIRE OR ATTACK ANYONE!” “Chelsea?” Gabriel growled, having to follow the order as well, I shook my head, reaching out again I found the minds of those that were thinking, please come to the beach, I’m Chelsea Hobbs, Jasons’ daughter, the order clear as well. “They don’t know what happened to Jason… they have eyes on us right now,” I smiled, “they thought our circle was weak,” the guys around me growled by the insult. I just bit my lip, when my eyes met Logans’, “You can hear anyone?” yes, I thought waiting for the people on this island to approach us. He shook his head startled from my voice in his head, if you and Gabriel do come here and it is safe, away from the Elders I would like if my sister, Rainy and her children can come here with you? I couldn’t understand why he’d want them away, after how long it took for him to find her – find them all. My pack is strong, however I’m not around too much, if I knew she were somewhere safe and protected I would rather that - Logan stopped abruptly when three men came from the trees, but only two one older looking gentleman and another with tattoos, brown skin, short hair came forth. When the two men were two feet away they stopped, their eyes zoning in on me, and one growl from Gabriel and I was ‘hidden’ from their view. Rolling my eyes I pushed through, “Hello, I’m Chelsea…” “I am Marlon,” The older gentleman said, “We know who you are Luna...” the reverence in his voice unmistakable but baffling to me, to us, “Welcome to your island,” I bit my lip trying not to laugh, but it was hard, especially when they spoke as though I should know what they were speaking of.