The door was abruptly opened and Williams walked into his father's study.

"What the hell happened? "He asked his father who looked up from the documents he was going through.

" What do you mean? " Shane removed his reading glass

"Trev-no, I mean the newbies. I heard one of them got hurt? "

Williams caught his father's probing stare.

"You seem to have gotten attached to Renard's son? " Shane interrogated, staring at his son intensely.

Williams laughed it off, awkwardly.

"O-of course not, I'm just concerned about him. We were supposed to meet yesterday for the training, against the newcomers' initiation ceremony before I got the news, that's all "

A knowing smile which his son failed to capture crossed his lips " Williams Cutter " Shane called him by his full name "This is the first time I'm seeing this level of concernment from you "

Williams rolled his eyes exasperatedly " Seriously Dad, come on "

" Fine " Shane let the document drop from his hand " Your honey pie is fine"

Williams scowled at him "I'm a straight guy dad "

"I haven't seen you bring a girl home since you clocked puberty " He pointed out.

Williams threw his hand up "I don't need such feelings at the moment father, they're distractions. I want to train up and become a better Hunter, live up to your reputation "

Shane crossed his arms while his brows furrowed together, his gaze fixed on this devoted son of his.

"Willy you might be my son but that doesn't mean we share the same destiny. Follow your own path, live your life and trust me when I say 'The path of a Hunter is the loneliest' "

And Shane wasn't talking for talking's sake, he was speaking out of the experience. Take a look at him, his wife had left him and Willy because of the nature of his job.

His own friend Renard had to hide his family from the Council's sight. Shane bet Renard's family wouldn't have known what he did for a living, had they not moved to Little Town.

As a hunter it was a rule: The Hunter's blood must be carried on - that is if you have a family.

For those who had more than one kid, one must surely join the Hunters league to continue the legacy. Although there was always room for exception, albeit paid at a price.

But it was hard seeing a Hunter's child not follow the Hunter's footsteps, the bloodline would always lead them the same path.

"What caused the incident by the way? " Shane asked curiously, he had only seen the pandemonium the incident caused at school but he couldn't find out the source of the disturbance.

"A witch's mistake but she has been punished, and the incident covered up, with all loopholes settled. So I don't want you prying into the case. Moreover, it was handed over to the falcon coven, I bet you find nothing ." He told his son in advance having known what he was capable of.

Williams' face scrunched up and he complained "You don't trust me? I never thought of prying into the case"

"I trust you son, but you don't hit me as someone who would stay away from it "

Williams shook his head "Fine, think whatever you want " he turned to leave.

"Where are you going? "

"To visit Trevor "

A smile tugged Shane's lips to the side "You mean your honey pie? "

Casting his dad one long last stare "Think whatever you want dad " turned the doorknob and left.

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"Why are you lying low, if I may ask, your ladyship? " She asked while combing her ladyship's red lustrous hair pouring down her shoulder in waves.

Her Ladyship glanced at Sofia through the mirror attached to the dressing table.

After Emily's death, the young blond girl took over all of her roles and so far, she's been pretty good.

"What do you mean? " She asked inquisitively, tapping her long manicured nail against her nose repeatedly.

"No offense my lady, but you could have taken advantage of this chaos and pushed through with the plans " Sophia explained slowly and cautiously, she didn't want to say anything that would have her head rolling to the ground.

Her ladyship laughed and her hand flew to her mouth " You're amusing. Who said I've been doing nothing? "

A trace of confusion crossed Sophia's face " But you haven't -"

"Trust me, Sophia, everything has been set in motion " she interjected.

Sophia gnawed on her lower lips, she could never understand Her Ladyship at all, her ways were too mysterious.

Suddenly Sophia glanced up but was startled when their gazes met through the mirror, her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

Her ladyship didn't look away but stared at Sophia with a blazing intensity causing her to reflexively take a step back. The way she was staring at her made goosebumps crawl up her arms.

Her ladyship tilted her head to the side languidly " I'm curious about one thing though, how you managed to infiltrate my coven "

Sophia froze, her cover had been blown. She blinked, the once shy, inhibited look in her eyes vanished and was replaced by a sharp glint.

Well, since she has been discovered, there was no need to cover it up anymore.

"Revela ante Deum quis sub " She said and the once blonde Sophia transformed into a lady with dark hair and eyes.

"Mimicry spell? The council seems to be smarter than I thought " Her ladyship said with a hint of scorn in her tone.

She continued, "And I know you, you're one of those scums from the falcon's coven. How has Amala been doing recently? "

"How did you know I was not the real Sophia? " the fake Sophia asked back, her gaze cautious and her body settling into a fighting stance.

A mocking smirk curled up Her ladyship's mouth " Simple, here we don't ask about the plan… ." She faltered on purpose and peered over her shoulder " Because we all know the plan "

"Mitto ad te abyssum - " the fake Sophia was yet to finish her spell when her ladyship simply snapped her fingers and a pair of swords placed on the wall as decoration, moved and pierced through her body.

One of the swords went through her stomach, the other through her heart and both swords came from behind her.

She gasped acutely, followed by blood instantly gushing from her mouth and then dropped to the floor lifeless.

Her ladyship wasn't bothered by the scene but instead reached a hand towards the back of her hair and gripped a green caterpillar.

The tiny life caterpillar wriggled in her grip and she sneered " Lousy trick " and squashed the insect to paste.

Under the guise of combing her hair, that fool must have put it there. If the bug had successfully entered her body, it would kill her slowly and silently.

The insect lived up-to its name

"Cater-kill ". It was one of the ways witches get rid of their opponents without notice or suspicion.

She hadn't died and resurrected in vain, it seems it was time to pay Amala a visit - that b*itch has been upsetting her lately.

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Her lungs felt like it was on fire, though the shrubs and roots dug into her bloodied foot, she still persisted.

Alexa ran through the forest barefoot, she knew that psycho was coming after her but she had to hurry.

She dialed Caroline's number but there was no service bar on the cellphone.

"No! Not now! " She cried out in despair and tried the number over and over again.

Suddenly she heard the rustling of trees from behind her, shit! He was gaining on her.

That guy was crazy, in fact, there was no redemption for him, she wished she could kill him- yes, she would.

During the past weeks, he had used her both physically and mentally. It felt like hell.

Alexa could not understand his obsession with the supernaturals. He interrogated and tortured her until he milked out every detail about them from her mouth.

The first few days, she had thought of help coming - dreamt about her rescue too - but after the first week passed, she was still stuck with him.

But she couldn't take it anymore, which was why after weeks of careful planning, she had managed to cut through her bonds, knocked him out unconscious, stole his phone, and escaped from there.

But things were worse than she thought, she didn't know where she was; he held her hostage in a shed in the middle of nowhere.

Since it was obvious she would be caught, why not stop running and fight, she might have a winning chance.

So Alexa hid behind a large tree and grabbed a stick from the ground. It had a pointed tip and hopefully would do the harm she intended.

Almost immediately, two bars of service came into the phone and she began to type a message.

" To Caroline: Thank you for being my friend. "

Send….

" To Caroline: Lia ….."

Alexa had yet to send the second message when a hand grabbed her from behind.

Eyes wide, she managed to press the send button before the phone was snatched from her grip.

Alexa saw stars when she was backhanded and sent sprawling to the rough ground.

Her eyes shone with hatred and she grabbed a handful of soil, sprayed it into his eyes, and took off running.

She wants to live.