Chapter 744
That’s when she realized the stone wasn’t the same as it used to be. It lost the magic that was clear as day inside of it. It lost its aura… it wasn’t the same stone.
My hands curled into fists.
“Gavin?” A mindlink came through, and I recognized Taylor’s voice. “Sorry to bother you so late. But something arrived for you. Are you available to meet me in the foyer of your villa? I just arrived.”
“Yeah, I’ll be there in a second,” I replied as I continued to look through the papers. There were articles… so many articles… about the Blackwell family.
Why would my father be keeping these? It was almost like he’s been keeping tabs on them for decades, but I didn’t understand why he would care about them so much. I knew I couldn’t sit here all night and just stare at these. I could ask a million questions, but probably not get any answers.
I stood, shuffling the papers and placing them on the desk before I took a deep breath and left the office. My heart was a racing mess, and my head was clouded with thoughts.
What the fuck was my father thinking? Stealing from the Blackwell family and putting our family in jeopardy like that?
More importantly… did my mother know about this?
She couldn’t have, could she?
I walked down the stairs and into the foyer, where Taylor stood with an envelope.
“This was delivered to the packhouse for you,” he said, handing me the envelope. “It looked important, and the seal almost looks familiar. I rushed it here as soon as I could.”
“I’m sorry that this pulled you from your mate this evening,” I tell him.
Taylor and Eliza live busy lives; Eliza, being the best doctor in the world, travels more often than not. She’s highly requested in all territories, and I’m not selfish enough to keep her to myself. However, she hasn’t needed to travel for some time. She just recently opened her own clinic inside the Silver Crescent pack, instead of working at the pack hospital. It’s better that way, and she can employ whomever she wants without the fear of being spied on. After the incident of spies working in the hospital, she didn’t feel comfortable staying there, not that I could blame her.
Taylor handed me the envelope, his eyes never leaving my face as I frowned at the black wax sealing it closed.
I knew that stamp… I’ve seen it before.
It was a Blackwell stamp.
“It’s from the Blackwell family,” I murmured.
There was only one way to find out. I slit the seal with my thumb and pulled out the parchment that it held. The handwriting was neat and familiar as I read the words on the paper. Chairman Landry, It’s time we talked. Dinner.
-Zachary Blackwell.
I let out a breath as I read the address sprawled on the bottom.
“What is it?” Taylor asked, his eyes filled with worry.
I wasn’t ready to disclose what I had found out just yet. I needed to know for certain that what I knew was true that my father stole something from the Blackwells and that our family could potentially be in danger.
He knew better than to argue with me right now, so he left without another word, murmuring that he’ll see me tomorrow.
I went back to my father’s office and shut the door behind me, letting out a breath I hadn’t known I was holding. I returned to the desk, staring down at the papers I had left. I read the letter over and over again, deciphering every word that Zachary had written.
I knew I had no choice despite it being an invitation. He wasn’t asking me to join him for dinner… he was telling me.
The Blackwells weren’t hiding anymore. And now they wanted me at their table.