Billionaire Quadruplet Alphas

Wednesday 23rd September, 2020 (Continued)

Noah’s POV

I was prepared to go with Georgianna in Jessie’s place if it came down to that but I hoped it would not come down to that. I wanted to make it back to Star, to make everything right with her. We were sitting in a semi-circle facing Oleander’s open casket. Jamie had drew a circle with white chalk around the coffin and lined it with salt. We remained outside of the circle, all sitting cross-legged on the cold stone floor. Jamie and Jessie held hands with their fingers interlaced on Fox’s right. My brothers and I sat to Fox’s left. My father was next to Jessie and the closest to Oleander. Eli would have been just as close to the coffin on the opposite end but he was huddled up next to Zaya, leaning away from the coffin reproachfully. Zaya was gloomy as ever since parting from Star. Jonah was bemused. He seemed to have something plaguing him other than the curse.

“Ok,” said Fox. “Join hands.”

We did as we were told

“Alpha Quaid and Eli, close the circle,” said Fox.

They moved across a bit until they were close enough to join hands, having no choice but to turn their backs on the coffin. There were several lit candles of different coloured wax in the centre of our seance circle.

“Close your eyes, everyone,” said Fox. “Don’t open them unless I explicitly tell you to. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” we all said in unison, our voices blending together seamlessly.

“Alpha Oleander Quaid, we have disturbed your resting place because we seek an audience with you, do you hear us?” Asked Fox.

There was silence. The room seemed a bit colder than before.

“If you hear us, blow out one of the candles,” said Fox.

All of the candles went out at once plunging us all into darkness. I had a maddening desire to open my eyes.

“Don’t open your eyes even if it’s pitch black now,” said Fox.

He had said that at the right time. My eyes remained close. The other werewolves and I would be able to see even in absolute darkness if we were to open our eyes.

“JAMIE!” Bellowed Jessie.

Fox magically relit all the candles with his mind as well as the overhead lights. I squinted under all the sudden bright light. My eyes adjusted quickly.

Jamie was in Jessie’s arms. She was twitching. Her eyes were open. They rolled back in her head showing the whites only.

“Fox, do something!” Cried Jessie desperately.

Fox put his palm on her forehead. Her eyes returned to normal and then she closed them. She continued to tremble slightly.

“She’s ok,” whispered Fox. “But she’s having a vision. Oleander is showing her something.”

“What is he showing her? When she had the vision from Georgianna I saw it too!” Said Jessie, his voice strained.

“Oleander’s spirit isn’t as active as Georgianna’s. He has selected one person to talk to,” said Fox softly, keeping his palm on Jamie’s forehead.

“Can you see what she’s seeing?” Asked Jessie desperately.

By this time, we were all crowding around Jessie and Jamie, worriedly.

“Bits and pieces of it,” said Fox.

Jamie’s POV

I woke up standing in the same mausoleum but Jessie, Fox, the Quads and their father were all gone. The high-ceilinged room looked so different. There were lit torches burning overhead instead of fluorescent lighting. A man who resembled the Quads was standing at Alto’s tomb. I walked up to him. He did not seem to be aware of me. I recognised him from the vision Georgiana had shown me! Oleander! Another man was with him, the Beta from the same vision. The one who had liked Georgianna.

“Alpha Oleander,” said the Beta. There was something about the way he said “Alpha” when he referred to Oleander. It was obvious that the Beta did not think Oleander was deserving of the Alpha title. His loyalty lay with his fallen comrade, Alpha Alto.

“We need to move my brother’s body,” said Oleander.

“Excuse me?” Said the Beta indignantly.

“You heard me! There are whispers growing. The people are saying that witch will come for his corpse. She wants to reanimate it or resurrect him if she can,” snapped Oleander, putting his head in his hands.

“Georgianna would never do such a thing,” began the Beta.

“DON’T SPEAK HER NAME!” Bellowed Oleander in his Alpha Voice.

The Beta looked at Oleander with so much contempt, I was surprised he did not attack the new alpha.

“The Luna would not do such a thing,” said the Beta.

“The former Luna,” corrected Oleander.

“She remains the Luna for now. You have no bride,” said the Beta boldly.

“And I can’t get one, can I?” Snapped Oleander. “Not with that curse she put on me. It would kill my mate if I found her. I hope I never find her. I’ll let some random w***e or concubine birth my heir so I have one but I don’t want my rightful Luna to die wherever she is.”

The Beta’s expression was one of disgust. He looked away from Oleander.

“We will move my brother to hallowed ground,” said Oleander. “To deter the witch.”

The Beta sighed. “He belongs in a tomb fit for an Alpha, fit for a King. He was an Alpha through and through.”

“He was,” agreed Oleander with a sigh. “You think me a villain, don’t you?” Said Oleander snidely.

The Beta averted his eyes.

“There is a beautiful church where nobles used to hold wedding ceremonies and coronations at the base of this mountain,” said Oleander.

“The Alpha cannot be placed at the base! That is insulting!” Snarled the Beta. “The Alpha belongs on the highest point, the zenith. Put him atop a holy mountain then.”

“There are no holy mountains on our pack lands. I refuse to lay my brother to rest outside of our lands!” Said Oleander, his eyes turning black as a warning to the Beta to not push him.

The Beta said nothing in response to this. He merely sighed and shut his eyes. After a few silent moments, I realised both the Beta and Oleander had tears streaming down their faces. The Beta left the room. Oleander was alone

“Do you hate me, brother,” said Oleander to the tomb. “Not a night passes where I don’t see you stand over my bed, your face contorted with rage. The poisoned cup was meant for the sorceress!” Hissed Oleander. “YOU SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER THAN TO BE WITH HER!” Oleander yelled, shaking. “I won’t be plagued by your spectre anymore nor her derision, her curse. I will send you away to hallowed ground where she cannot enter and you won’t be able to roam these halls, disturbing my slumber,” said Oleander. He cackled madly to himself. His cackling gave way to sobbing. He was unhinged.

“Jamie!” Said a voice.

I stared at Oleander who was still sobbing. He hadn’t heard that.

“JAMIE!”

Jessie. Jessie! Where was he?

“Jamie?”

Another voice. Fox.

“Bring her back,” came Jessie’s voice.

“I’m trying,” said Fox.

I looked at the exit of the mausoleum. There was a blinding light peaking in. I walked towards it until I was bathed in the dazzling light.

“Oh thank you, thank you, thank you,” said Jessie as I opened my eyes. His relieved expression was the first thing I saw. I was in his arms as he sat on the floor. He held me more tightly. Fox had his hand on my forehead.

“Welcome back, Jamie,” said Fox, the relief evident in his voice.

“You were gone so long!” M****d Jessie, crushing me to him.

“How long was I out of it?” I said, my voice a little hoarse.

“An hour or so,” said a pale Noah.

All the Quads and their Dad surrounded Jessie, Fox and me.

“Did you…did you see anything helpful?” Asked Noah.

“What did Oleander show you?” Said Jessie, cupping my face.

“He showed me his plan for Alto’s body,” I said breathlessly.

I felt faint. The vision from Oleander had left me exhausted.

“What did he do with the body?” Asked Zaya.

“He buried it at the base of this mountain,” I said softly.

The Quads’ Dad snarled making me jump.

“That’s a disgrace!” He boomed. “An Alpha buried at the base of Mount Viper instead of the zenith.”

“On hallowed ground,” I mumbled.

“To keep Georgianna away,” murmured Fox. “Of course. We can’t enter hallowed ground. Witches and Wizards I mean,” said Fox.

“That means Fox and Jamie won’t be able to go with us to get Alpha Alto’s body,” said Jonah worriedly.

“We’ll be right outside,” I said, my head throbbing.

“Outside where?” Asked Eli.

“The…Church?” I said, panicking a little, hoping there were not several churches at the base of the colossal mountain.

“Of course,” said the Viper Moon Alpha. “We used to crown Alphas in that church and then they would make the trek up the mountain to symbolise their ascent to Alpha with the entire pack watching on, some following them.”

“So you know where to go?!” I squeaked hopefully.

“I know exactly where to go!” He replied confidently.

My heart swelled. I had to fix this quickly and keep my Jessie. There was no alternative. Jessie was my one true love and I was not parting with him for anything, no matter how sorry I felt for Georgianna. I gathered all my strength and tried to sit up with Jessie’s help.

“Let’s not waste anymore time,” I croaked, my throat still a little dry. “Let’s go to Alpha Alto’s real burial place!”