Separated by Our Fate | [COMPLETED]

Chapter 12 - The Boys in Action

Luke POV

I clench my hands into fists as I think about what happened to Olivia. We had spent hours searching for her and my heart almost stopped when I thought she was dead. I can't believe I nearly lost her.

My brothers, cousin and I storm up the stairs and into the room where my uncles and grandmother and currently arguing. There was certainly a lot of tension between the family, and a lot of guards were certainly going to lose their jobs.

"What are you doing?" Uncle Leo turns to us as we burst through the door.

"Whatever it is you're planning, we want in," I demand.

"Don't be silly," my Grandmother shakes her head, "we've got it covered, you don't need to worry."

"No," I feel my fist automatically clench to preserve my anger, "she's my sister. I deserve to get back at whoever did this."

Everyone looks at Felix, including me. It's not a secret that most decisions rely on him. He can be intimidating, but we also respect him a lot as he's done more for us than anyone else. So whatever he says, goes.

"You're not seriously going to let them, are you?" My Grandma folds her arms.

"He's got a point," Uncle Felix says, to everyone's surprise.

I nod my head, "thank you."

"But if they're already on the other side there's not much we can do," he sits back in his chair.

"What? No! They should be punished," Liam agrees with me.

"Not when they're on the other side," Uncle Jeremy says, shaking his head, "it's up to the Daltons."

"They couldn't care less!" Theo joins in on the now-turned yelling match, "you really think they're going to punish these people for hurting Olivia? So long as they don't cause them any trouble they don't care!"

"Those people are on Dalton territory now and I can assure you they're not getting back over," Uncle Marcus narrows his eyes at his son, telling him to stop talking.

"This is insane!" Liam scoffs.

"I was attacked by them too. I deserve to go after them," Lewis's eyes darken as he looks to the floor.

"That's enough, gentlemen," Grandma shushes us, "until you're adults you don't get to make these decisions."

"No! I want to decide now, I've had enough of waiting!" I demand.

"I decide that we let Olivia heal before deciding. I want her to rest, she has been through a lot and we need to take care of her mental health as well as physical," Uncle Felix stands up, " I don't want to hear any more from you boys. Leave."

I storm out of the room, slamming the door on the way out. I was probably going to get in a lot of trouble for doing that but at that moment I didn't care. I hated the people that kidnapped my sister and hurt my brother and I'm going to make sure they pay for it. My brothers and cousin follow behind me closely.

"Olivia said the people who took her had some sort of symbol on their wrists," I remember, one of the things she could recall from the situation.

"So?" I hear Liam.

"Even though they were masked, they can still be identified by those symbols," I tell them, "if they wear them all the time, that is."

"Wait, you actually want to go find them?" Theo asks, sounding shocked.