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Cadence "Aurora" Lahey has always been aware of the supernatural world, she just kept her distance since an incident in highschool. But when her younger brother gets bitten by certain brooding Alpha, Aurora puts herself into the supe...
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Chapter Twenty-Nine 🦊 Silverfinger 🦊
"His eyes were glowing." Scott said and Argent nodded, "There was something almost ritualistic about it- like it was looking right into his soul." Argent said as Allison cleaned the cut on his forehead. "That's the same thing it did to me." Isaac said.
"That's what they did to everyone." Allison said, not looking up from what she was doing. "Not everyone. They only came after the Werewolves." Scott said making Aurora shook her head slightly, "And Lydia and I." She said glancing over at him. "Anyone with a connection to the supernatural." Argent said, "Who was the guy they went after in Japan?" Aurora asked as she looked at Argent.
"A Kumicho- a Yakuza boss. "It was my first gun deal. I was only eighteen, and it was supposed to be a simple exchange... Except Gerard left out the minor detail of the buyers being Yakuza. He wanted to see if I could adapt in the moment. Testing my ability to, uh... improvise." He said and Allison raised her eyebrows, "Or, your ability to survive." She said.
"The moment the sun came down, it was like they just materialized out of the shadows. They had swords- not curved like katanas, but straight, black steel, like ninjatos." Argent explained, "What did they want?" Aurora asked. "To get to the Kumicho. They cut down every living thing in their way." Argent said while Allison still worked on the cut on his forehead. "Did they mark him like they did us?" Isaac asked as he hand went up to the back of his ear. "Not exactly."
