Our Secret

Chapter 42- Wrong Turn

Kade's POV

I sat on my couch, as usual. Andi wasn't answering her phone, probably out with Edward. Louis is in the middle of a concert in Australia. Lux is at her grandparent's house while her mom is with the boys. Copeland is in Paris and Lottie is probably at the mall.

I flipped through all the channels, seeing which one is the loudest so that maybe I can watch it if it's interesting. I finally landed on the news. "Young adolescent, Mason Teasdale, has been reported missing this morning by his mother, Lou Teasdale, who is currently on your with One Direction as their stylist. He was last spotted in Hawaii with One Direction, and was reported by Liam Payne that he had arrived with them back in London. On other matters, reports of dead wolves have been brought in. Drivers and hikers have spotted several wolves, brutally killed on the sides of roads and bike paths along the woods." I shut off the television before they could bring up anymore of my past.

No doubt it was Mason who had escaped Hawaii and is now on a killing spree. It pained me to think of his acts. My mind shifted over to the hollowed out floorboard in my room, my body immediately reacting by dragging me towards my room. Lifting the crowbar, I opened the single floorboard in my closet under an cardboard box full of clothes to donate.

The crowbar clanged against the floor and the floorboard opened, revealing a shiny black box. Some would mistaken it as a urn, since it was really classy. I opened the lid and pressed a button. The sides flew out, revealing more drawers.

This was my new secret. The lid was velvet draped. Little imprints were made to contain various bullets. Some bullets were reusable, black with a repelling coat. Others were specially designed, drenched in wolvesvaine, easily wounding a werewolf. Silver bullets were not as strong as wolvesvaine bullets, but they wounded them last enough for me to finish them off. Silver wolvesvaine bullets killed with a shot to the heart or brain, any other spot would just weaken them, but not kill them.

The side drawers held bottles of wolvesvaine and vervain. I wasn't into hunting vampires, but if I had to, I wouldn't be unprepared. Same with wolvesvaine bullets, I had few vervain bullets. I had wooden stakes and wooden bullets.

I had the usual grenades and expanding battle axes of the sort. It made me nervous touching everything. One mistake can kill.

But one good mistake can defeat.

And I had to defeat Mason. Behind my weapon case, was stack upon stack of legends. I haven't got to studying, but I have time to kill.

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I hate books! I pulled up my laptop to do internet research. It's weird to know that I could've turned into a full werewolf, or maybe I can lose my vampire power, I'm not sure. I just turned sixteen which means I should be shifting soon. I'm have a feeling that I'll be alone when I shift.

It really wouldn't make a difference if I lost my power. It's useless anyway. It just doesn't make sense. One source says I am a full werewolf, but then the other site says I'm only part werewolf because I have a power.

I shut my laptop and forcefully read. I'm trying to find what can kill me so I know to stay away. As I read, I found the smallest writing possible.

A Lybrid's unique way of death is multiple strategies.

Great...

If the Lybrid has lost it's power, it can be killed any way a normal werewolf can be killed. Otherwise, it must be shot with a silver bullet and stabbed in the heart.

That was it? Do I have to be shot and stabbed at the same time? Do I have to be shot in the heart? Books are useless.

All I know is that I need to get rid of Mason, once and for all.