SWNOVELS Chapter Fighter 59
CHAPTER 59
I spent the rest of the day in the gym in my basement, working out and letting out whatever frustration I was feeling.
I had a shower after that and went to get something to eat.
I sat at the table eating while I was writing in my notebook.
I was the first of my kind and I was sure to write as much about my life in these books as possible because no matter what, I was going to get them published.
Even if I had to make sure that someone else did it after I died, they were going to get published for future generations to read.
They need to know what I have dealt with my whole life and how it is to be what I am.
I also wrote down a detailed layout of my heritage so the future generations would know how I came to exist.
But I wasn't sure if these books would be enough for werewolves to believe them 100 years in
the future.
I had a feeling that I might have to add something else to it. To show them that I'm for real and that every word that I am writing is real. I couldn't just assume that they were going to believe my writings. So it was something that I was going to have to figure out. But I had time
to do that.
Once I finished that I grabbed my laptop and I got on the dark web and started searching up
the supernatural council and how it all worked.
I knew how the werewolf council worked and that sort of stuff. But I didn't know how the
supernatural council worked.
It was composed of one werewolf, one vampire, one fae, one witch. And they were all highly regarded in their species. They were elders and ones that had seen more than the rest of their people.
If it was composed of one member of all four species then how the hell did Wesley think he was going to overthrow them and take over the council by himself. It didn't make any sense. He obviously thought it could be done, but I didn't know how.
He was gonna have to use me to do it, so I was curious as to when he was planning on doing it. It would have to be before the war because he would have to do it before they tried to kill 1/3
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At least, that's what I believed. He may have different plans.
I can't assume anything when it comes to Wesley and Ava. They are obviously more cunning than I thought.
I waited until after dark that night and I left the house again but I headed towards the human
town.
I saw Wesley in the middle of town with Evelyn.
There were so many questions that I could ask about them two spending time together, but right now, I couldn't care less.
I went to the hotel where Wesley was staying and I snuck into his room and I opened my bag and pulled out bugs that I planted in the air vent, one in the phone in the living area and another in the bedroom air vent and in the bedroom telephone.
I'd already gotten his cell phone when he went to the bathroom at the cafe today.
I managed to get back out of the hotel without Wesley coming back and I snuck the key back
behind the desk without the manager seeing me, the same way I stole it. And I walked back out of the hotel.
Wesley was in the park with Evelyn and it looked like she was crying.
Putting on a real pity party for herself and I got a little closer so I could hear them.
"What am I going to do Wesley? Henry left and barely said anything to me when he left." Evelyn said.
"Maybe he just needs time to cool off. I'm sure he'll be back." Wesley said.
I just shook my head and turned around and walked away.
I didn't need to listen to that crap. And honestly, if I got involved in that conversation then I would probably punch her in the face.
That's how much her voice annoyed me. And I hadn't realized it until now, but just how much I
had loved not being around her or Henry since I moved out.
I'd never really thought of it before but seeing her now, I was more than happy to know that I didn't have to deal with them any more. And I definitely didn't feel any pity for her.
More than likely, she brought it on herself. It wouldn't surprise me if Evelyn drove Henry away just so she could try and have another go with Wesley.
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But if he's found his mate, that's never going to happen. He'll never cheat on his mate. That's one thing that werewolves are incapable of doing.
Before I went back to my house I went for one last patrol around the territory, but I always go out further than the normal patrols do.
They patrol the pack borders, but I go further than that to make sure that there aren't any camps being set up close to where we are.
After that rogue attack, we can't be too careful.
It's not long before I realize that someone is following me, but I kept going the way that I had planned out on the map. An area that hadn't been patrolled in a while and I knew it was more open to attacks since no one has been here for a while.
I eventually get far enough ahead of the person following me and I climb a tree and I perch
myself on the branch that was 10 feet off the ground. I hid my scent and controlled my
breathing so he didn't know where I was.
The guy walks under the branch, looking around for me and trying to decide which direction to go since he couldn't see me anymore. So I grab onto the branch and I swing down and kick him in the chest before I let go of the branch and I land on my feet in front of him.
I then press my arm to his throat as he's pinned up to the tree.
"It's me. It's Walker." He said. He was the pack's head warrior.
"I know who you are. Why the f**k are you following me?" I asked.