Nielu [REWRITTEN]

33 - A Trip Worth Rebelling

"And how do you suggest we do that? Ask around?" Alina asks her brother.

He sighs. "I don't know! We'll figure something out!"

"I'm going to use the restroom, I'll be right back." the raven haired girl says then dashes off to the women's restroom near the front entrance of the small diner.

Ethan eyes the map and growls when a sudden finger lands on the map. He glances up and sees a ginger haired girl sitting where Alina was five seconds ago.

"Who the fuck are you, and would you kindly get your finger off the map?" he asks politely.

The ginger smiles. "I think I'll keep the finger on. You, on the other hand, look rather dashing growling at me."

"What's a vampire doing in a werewolf country?" Ethan immediately questions her, his wolf nose catching her strong bloody scent that he knows all too well; due to being around Zianna.

"Easy, my dad's sent me here to find someone and see if his hunch is right."

"Still didn't answer my question, bloodsucker." Ethan retorts.

"What's with that attitude? You keep it up and no woman would fall for you. You'd be all alone, poor thing." she purses her lips together to form a sad frown.

Ethan's left hand grabs hold of her bare neck. "You want to repeat that?"

She chokes, gasping for fresh oxygen.

"Let my sister go!" a twelve year old boy shouts. "She did nothing wrong and—"

Ethan let's go of her neck and scoffs.

"Tenzin! You should be at home! Big sissy's got this!" the ginger vampire says.

"I recognize you." Tenzin whispers. "You were at the Alpha Convention with the redhead girl."

"I don't know you, kid." Ethan barks. "Now, you and your sister; stay the hell away from me or I snap both necks."

"Big brother?" he whips his head around and sees Alina walking towards them, frowning at his actions.

"Come on, Alina. Let's go." Ethan says.

He slides out from the booth and stands up, gathering the map and folding it up. His right hand grasps Alina's left as he guides them out of the diner.

Tenzin shares a look with his sister. "Abby? Is dad right?"

Abby grins. "Depends, if Uncle David had a temper like that, then yeah."

"Shouldn't we message dad? Ask him that question?"

"If that's not Uncle David's son, then oh boy, I don't want to know who else it could be." Abby comments. "He's scary as it is."

"So if you ever should spot either of them, kindly send them our way. They are our future and our pack's only hope. With regards, Lizzie Donaldson of Bloodcrest." Lizzie reads the message aloud. "Does that sound good?"

"It sounds like it gets the point across. Nicely done, Lizzie." River smiles at her.

"Thanks Gamma Hall!" she beams. "Thalia? Nori?"

Thalia scoffs. "You only put one name down. But, I suppose it's fine."

"Names are useless without a face to match those names." Nori growls then gives Lizzie a genuine smile. "I think it sounds good."

"Thanks Nori. Thalia, can you send it off?" Lizzie asks the girl.

"Depends, if you'll come with me to face Emerson."