You could say many things happened to the Order after Melissa Ramirez had been captured, finding herself as a new member was Veronica Crane. She found that the dwindling numbers of the order had found itself quite poor in the Belgrave area, she was invited and made an acolyte within the month.
In that month, many other things had proceeded. Lilith had her memory taken, everything having to do with the order and she was sent on her way, her mind being easily entered and manipulated was something that many in the Order could not let in their ranks...
From then, Lilith had continued on with her life, though Xander did feel something from her and it was extreme hatred. Something that he did not feel before but he left her to her business, she would be entwined with them soon enough.
Xander and the Wolves had found themselves allied once again, meeting for the funeral of Cassie Sommers that was attended by her loved ones and some other acquaintances. Hamish had been the one to give the speech, which left Xander and Randall where they were now....
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"Cassie was brave, she was loving and caring. She wished the best for everyone that had the chance to meet, she was the love of my life...."
Hamish looked out at the people there with him, standing in the back was Xander who watched him with a sad smile, it was small and barely reached his lips but it showed that he cared and he was here anyway.
Randall had been quiet throughout all of this, Cassie had affected him and all of them had been prepped...little did they know what would come, her form of vengeance, her desire to make them feel what she felt, a desire to feel like their hearts had been torn out also.
"Cassie lives on in all of us, her teachings, her laugh, her smile. We will remember Cassie, and I will always keep her memory with me..."
Hamish sighed sadly, a tear rolling down his cheek as he walked back towards Randall and sat down next to him. Both of them could feel the calming sensation that rolled over them, trying his best to bring them comfort as always was the empath, Xander.
Xander finally made his way forward as he sat down behind the wolves and put on his stoic visage. It made him seem in control but it was in contrast to what he was really feeling, guilt and rotten to the core.
"The witches wish to talk after, to discuss the possibility of an alliance Hamish...I've stated that you were in mourning and nothing should be expected."
Hamish looked ahead, his eyes flashing gold for a second that had Randall on edge. Randall soon calmed himself down though as his Alpha continued to look ahead, not answering the question but instead giving a simple hum before focusing back onto the funeral.
Xander knew that there was no possibility of that, Hamish after all these months wished for the head of Melissa Ramirez, nothing would feel more right for him. His girlfriend, his second had been killed and nothing was going to stop him from exacting his revenge.
Maybe an alliance could be found, it was wishful thinking but Xander knew that he would be the one to keep the peace...for now.
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After the funeral, Xander was accompanied by Alyssa and Veronica to the blade and chalice, both of them growing to be friends in the short span of time they had known one another. Xander hoped that maybe Veronica could assist the woman with her problems after the battle, she would need it.
"So, the wolves won't wish for an alliance unless the death of Melissa is granted and Vera won't grant it because she wants her to be questioned before sentencing her. Hamish won't like it...why don't you talk to her Xander?"
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HISTORY - The Order - Vera Stone
Fanfiction#1 in Vera Stone - 22/09/2020 Xander Grey is new to Belgrave University, being hired as a History Professor. Little does he know, his life is going to be changing, maybe for the worst? He knows not yet, all he knows that there is a supposed secret o...
