Hunter Academy - Book 1

THE WHITE WAY

A/N: I got the information contained in this update from this website. I don't want to take credit for information that isn't mine.

https://azarius.net/smartshop/herbs/herbs-relax/african_dream_root/

JESSICA

Two days after the family meeting, I find myself in front of my laptop trying to dissect this damned prophecy. I'm getting pretty frustrated because i can't figure out what 'the white way' means. I know I've heard it, or read it somewhere. I'm interrupted by the intercom buzzing. I walk over and push the 'talk' button.

"Yes?"

"Miss Matthews, there is a package being delivered for you."

"Great. Could you sign for it, and I'll be down shortly to retrieve it?"

"It will be my pleasure."

"Thank you."

I go and grab my keys and go downstairs. At the front desk is the doorman, holding a small package. I go and get it from him, noting the return address. YES! Charlotte came through for me. I thank him, and walk away, holding the light package like it's the most precious thing

Once I'm back in my apartment, I set the box down on the dining room table, and get a pair of scissors to open the box with. Once I've cut through the tape, I open the box. Nestled inside is a tiny package, with 'DREAMROOT,' 'AFRICAN DREAM ROOT,' and 'silene capensis' written on the front.

I cut the package open and examine the contents. Inside, it looks like a bunch of little sticks. I look back in the box to see if there is any more information on how to use it. There's a little booklet. I take it out and leaf through it. I stop suddenly on a page about the product.

"Xhosa shamans regard the plant as a type of 'Ubulawu' or 'Undlela Ziimhlophe,' which literally translates to 'white paths' or 'white ways.'"

That's it! I knew I had seen it somewhere. It was when I was originally doing some research on African Dream Root.

I grab my phone, and shoot a group message to the guys.

ME: Hey guys. I figured out what "the white way" means!

I only have to wait a few minutes for a reply.

GUYS: What do you mean? - Leo

I sigh. This is too long for a text conversation, coming to a quick decision, I text back.

ME: Do you want to come over and I can explain it better. This is going to be too much to just keep typing out.

GUYS: I can be over in about an hour. Will that work? - Leo

ME: Just you? Where are the other 2?

GUYS: On assignment right now. Is it being just me ok? - Leo

ME: Yes. Perfectly fine. See you in an hour.

I put my phone down and go to the kitchen. I'm starting to get hungry, so I'll make some lunch for Leo and myself. I pull out some chicken noodle soup I have in the freezer. I place it in a pan and turn on the stove for it to heat. I gather ingredients to make grilled cheese sandwiches, as well. Those won't need to be made until he is here because they literally only take a few minutes to cook.

I go to my bedroom, then bathroom. I turn the shower on and strip while the water warms up. Once warm, I step under the spray, getting my hair thoroughly wet. I grab my shampoo and wash it. I make a mental note to make a hair appointment for a cut. It's getting a little longer than I like it. After rinsing the shampoo from my hair, I was my body, then rinse. I grab my razor and shave. I laugh a little because Matt always makes fun of me for using a men's razor. I always tell him women's stuff costs more, and it's the exact same thing. I call it the 'pink tax.' I wear men's deodorant, too. It works better, and costs less. Finishing up, I turn the water off and grab a towel.