Devils Of The Sun

TWENTY FOUR

"Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring."
― Marilyn Monroe 

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Miah's P.O.V 

I was waiting outside the packhouse and staring down at the driveway, Drogo had contacted me last night saying he and his daughters would be traveling here to help us find North. Sure I was grateful, but the situation itself was nothing to smile about, so while I was glad to see him again, I wish the situation was better.

I hate to admit it, but we've done everything we can to find North at this point, I spoke to the council and they alerted the other Alpha's and packs to look out for North and remain cautious, I spoke to the vampire's council in hopes that they'd forget the war for a moment and focus on this new enemy. 

But we still haven't gotten a response from them.  

I even went as far as to get Nymeria and Ashby to speak to the witches, I knew in the back of my mind that they wouldn't even consider helping us, they do hate werewolves with a passion. Which is why I was beyond shocked when they agreed to help us find North, Nymeria explained that they would see to other covens and see if they recently had any members leave. 

And with Drogo also on our side, we've done everything possible to find him, I just hope he's alright and still fighting. It kills me to think of him as helpless and hurt, but I have to remind myself that he's strong and will get through this. 

The sound of an engine pulled me from my thoughts and forced me to focus on the present, I watched as a black car parked and three people got out. Drogo and his twin daughters Lydia and Lauren, Drogo gave me a weak smile as he walked up and pulled me into a warm hug. I was shocked at first, but I gave in. 

For some reason, Drogo brought me comfort that I haven't had in a long time, and I was more than grateful, especially during a time like this. He pulled away and sighed, "Thank you for calling" he mumbled, I could tell he was just as sad as I was, North was more than family to us. 

I nodded at him, "We need all the help we can get right now" he nodded understanding. Then I began to show them into packhouse, Lydia who was holding onto her sister, grasped my shoulder and gave a tight squeeze on her way in. I smiled at her as she walked in. 

Once we stepped in, Drogo noted about how empty the place seemed, I sighed and spoke moving to stand next to him, "I moved most of the members to another pack, the children, mothers, and non-fighters were sent, it seems the enemy targeted this pack specifically, so we thought that would be best" he frowned but nodded. 

After speaking with Nymeria and Ashby, along with the few words I could get from Connor, we decided it would be better if we moved members, just in case we experienced another attack. I then turned and told Lauren and Lydia where their rooms were, only Lydia responded, Lauren seemed to be lost in her head for some reason. 

She hadn't said a word till now, which I thought was odd considering her childlike personality, then the pair headed upstairs. Drogo then turned to me with a serious expression, "I heard about Constance, how is she?" Constance, It hurts to even think about her.

I sighed weakly, "She's still asleep, Klaus said that she is no longer in a coma, but for some reason, her body refuses to wake up" I know that Constance won't wake up because North is not with her, or maybe she remembers that she couldn't protect him and feels guilty, I don't know, Klaus said he's never seen anything like this before. 

Drogo looked down at the floor and pinched the bridge of his nose, he then looked up and mumbled, "Poor girl" I nodded in agreement, Conny has been through way too much these past few months. I can only pray to the moon goddess that she will wake up soon. 

"So, you mention that you contacted the covens and vampires right?" he spoke, I nodded, "The covens agreed to help as much as they can, but we still haven't heard from the vampires" Drogo nodded and sat down in one of the chairs. 

"Makes sense, I heard that Gideon was detained and removed from his position as King, their court is trying to assign a new ruler" I raised an eyebrow, "Wouldn't Salvator be king?" Drogo shook his head, "Isadora is older than him, but most of the court wants Salvator to be king rather than his sister be Queen". 

I nodded, that girl does have a few screws loose, "But some want the true heir to rule, so currently it's undetermined, they probably haven't answered due to that" Drogo went on. I nodded again, I understood, we can wait. I know that after his actions at the wedding, Salvator might be willing to help us. 

Constance mentioned that most of his cruel actions and words that were directed at her seemed fake and practiced, showing he did not want to hurt her. So one can only hope he becomes King and not his crazy sister. Drogo then stood up and stared me dead in the eye, "So, where should we start?" 

I raised an eyebrow, "Start what?" I questioned, a smile then edged its way onto his face, "Operation rescue North of course" he laughed, and for once in the last few days, I smiled a true smile. 

Right as I was about to respond, 

I heard a very familiar and annoying voice scream from the second floor. 

"MATE!"