The Moon Will Fall (Moonlight 2)

Chapter 23-Guts

At ten to six, the three of us waited at the corner of the two streets that Zoe had told us to meet her on. Beside me Michael was playing some game on his phone, whereas Ashton was tapping his foot in boredom as he kicked a stone around. I kept my eye out for Zoe, sighing when every person who walked by us that wasn't her. I kept an eye on Michael's phone as the clock clicked over to six. I frowned, she was running late and still hadn't arrived.

It wasn't until five past when my eyes caught on a girl with blue denim jeans and a bubble-gum pink jacket. A look of relief appeared on her face as she saw us. I guess she hadn't ditched us after all.

"Sorry, I'm late." She blushed, looking a little uncomfortable. "I would have told you boys to meet me there, but we don't find out where the location is going to be until a few hours, or even minutes before. I only just received the message."

"That's alright." I nodded.

I was honestly just glad to see that she was pulling through. All three of us had debated the entire afternoon whether she would or not. She wasn't exactly a person any of us could easily trust, especially me.

Michael beside me nodded at her, as he put away his phone. "Lead the way then."

Zoe nods, and gestures for us to follow her. She takes us down a nearby street, we passed a few restaurants that were just starting to open for the night. She seemed much more confident leading the way than she had been talking to us. She walked with her head held high and an aura of calm glowed around her. I guess it was understandable considering the circumstances.

Eventually we came to a row of older style two and three-story brick buildings with metal wired archways and staircases that looked like something that you might see in England or another foreign European country. A tween boy flew by us on a skateboard before running up the stairs into one of the doorways. I heard an angry woman's voice a moment later.

Zoe didn't seem to notice though, and a few doors down she turned into a gap between two of the buildings. We stopped in front of a solid green metal gate. A boy with thick dark brown hair littered with freckles waited and nodded when he saw Zoe. He didn't even blink at the three of us behind her. He simply tapped on the door rhythmically and a small section of the gate swung open. The second it did I could hear the thumping of loud music from behind it. I exchanged stunned glances with the other boys as we followed behind her.

As we walked through the gate, the scent of werewolf became immediately evident. I looked around the heavily foliaged courtyard noticing about thirty or more people in here, all of which I'd assume were werewolves. They were of various ages, some around our age, others much older. I hadn't realised that there were so many people like us around. Yet, if the woman's story was true werewolf packs had lived here for decades. It was probably a meeting point of sorts.

Michael and Ashton seemed to look genuinely stunned, this must be new for them as well. It was hard not to look surprised. Zoe led us through the crowd a look of determination on her face. She came to a stop at a group of girls dressed in bright clothing on the other side. She tapped on the tallest girls' shoulders. When the girl turned I noticed her straight long brunette bangs and hair that fell to her waist. She looked to be a year or two older than us. She viewed Zoe with confusion until her eyes fell on us, she smiled.

"Ah, Zoe nice to see you! Is this them?" The girl questioned, Zoe nodded quickly.

"I'm Kiara, I'm the head Alpha around here," The girl introduced herself, with a warm smile, "It's lovely to meet you boys, Zoe's told me a bit about you all."

I stared for a moment. The head Alpha? Did that mean she was somehow in charge of the other Alpha's around here? She must be rather important. I remembered that Zoe had said that she was the head of a pack now. Perhaps this Kiara girl was the one who had helped her? Another thought bothered me, what had Zoe told her about us?