Wereology

№33|Candyland

№33|Candyland
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Barron, Lawrence, Malakai, and Julius sat in the back of a town car as they drove to the meeting. Barron growled occasionally when him and his brother locked eyes.

“Don’t look at me.” Barron snarled. Julius kicked him in the shin.

“You’re gonna learn how to play nice. Especially in front of these people.” Julius growled back.

“What people?” Malakai questioned.

“Your people.” Julius hissed a response.

“Warlocks?” Malakai eyes lit up at the thought of going back home. He’d been at the pack so long he’d hadn’t seen another warlock in months. “If we’re going back to Ardglass, then that means we’ll get to see warlocks and witches! I’ve been dying to see someone of my own skin!”

Barron glared at the warlock. “Have you now?”

“The pack’s great and all but I miss other warlocks…” Malakai muttered. Barron smiled slightly, making a mental note to allow more warlocks and witches into the pack.

“I think he meant fleshies.” Lawrence clarified.

“Still, that includes warlocks and witches because all fleshies are born with magic. that automatically makes them a warlock or a witch.” Malakai explained.

“Still a fleshie.” Julius replied, sipping his smoothie. “A retarded baker fleshie~”

Malakai was about to punch Julius, but Lawrence held him back. “Don’t let him temp you.”

“Wow… no wonder you're a beta. You can’t even land a punch.” Julius teased as the car came to a stop.

Once exiting the car, the four stood in front of a large mansion. “It’s beautiful…” Malakai muttered in awe.

“Yeah. Don’t get used to it, bud.” Julius snapped.

“What is this place, anyways?” Lawrence asked, opening the gates as they walked in.

The smell of freshly bloomed flowers filled their senses as they walked across the beautiful courtyard. Barron glanced towards the rose bushes to see a woman cutting the roses.

Once locking eyes with her, Barron could sense pain… anguish… fear… 

“Something’s not right about this…” Barron muttered to Lawrence and Malakai.

“Yeah... the aura this place has is all off.” Malakai shivered slightly as they reached the large marble white doors. Slowly opening them, two women dressed in maid outfits bowed at their entry.

The first had beautiful peached toned skin and auburn hair that flowed down her shoulders. The other had mabel toned skin with midnight blue hair that was tied into a tight bun.

One of them, the peached toned taller of the two, came up behind Julius, and took off his coat. “Welcome back, Sir Julius. The Archangels have awaited your arrival.”

“I’m sure they have.” Julius replied, pushing past the women to walk up the beautiful spiral staircase.

The three newcomers watched in shock and disbelief. “Um, quick question,” Malakai leaned in towards the midnight blue haired girl.