Abram (ManXMan, Werewolf)(Book 4) COMPLETED

Chapter 11

"That makes sense," Jonah grumbles. "I could see both of them using magic to get their way,"

"Exactly," Abram says as he moves away from the group to a giant chest covered in dust. Abram hasn't opened this chest in three years, not since he first opened it and read the books inside. "Only, I have a bad feeling that not only Elder Williams and Elder Stirling might be using magic,"

"What is that supposed to mean?" Jonah asks.

Then the group moves to crowd around Abram who squats as he uses his extended nail to pick the pad lock on the trunk. The lock clicks open so Abram pulls it off and opens the lid. Thick books of various sizes fill the trunk, along with candles of various colors, stones of various sizes, and vials of different things. Abram lifts a few books before one catches his eye. He doesn't know why it catches his eye but it does so he lifts it out and stands back to his feet.

"Tripp and I had a discussion last night and I've been suspicious ever since," Abram mumbles as he opens the old book. The book smells old even, sort of a musty smell.

"You guys talked? When?" Rigg asks.

"I don't know," Trigg answers. "When you were sleeping,"

"You guys didn't do anything, did you?" Rigg asks suspiciously.

"Gosh, Rigg," Trigg scoffs. "Even if we did it wouldn't be any of your concern. I'm nineteen and with my mate,"

Abram hides his smiles as he flips the pages. That is until his eyes land on a silver sun. Abram holds his breath as he reads the page. This is definitely what Abram saw six years ago. This is bad. This is very bad.

"Is this what you saw?" Abram asks as he shoves the thick book in Trigg's face.

Trigg flinches from being startled but he focuses on the book anyway. Abram watches as his eyes widen. His head quickly nods and he looks up at Abram.

"That's exactly what I saw. You?"

"Yeah, six years ago," Abram agrees as he slams the book shut.

"What does it mean?" Trigg asks, the worry clear in his voice.

Abram shakes his head. "It's a slavery spell,"

"A what?" Trigg asks as his jaw drops.

"What are you two talking about?" Jonah asks, frustrated that he's not in the loop.

Abram chews his bottom lip as he tosses the book back into the chest and locks the pad lock again. Then he starts to pace as he explains.

"Six years ago I watched both my parents and Beta get murdered by Rogues,"

Everyone but Winter flinches at the news. Jonah has a direct link to those Rogues since his father was murdered by them. Trigg and Rigg's pack was just attacked and their mother murdered by Rogues so of course they would be sensitive to the news.

"At the time I didn't think much of it because of all the shit happening. But after talking with Trigg last night I decided that it was worth looking into. The Rogues that killed my parents and the Beta had on necklaces with a silver sun. Then Trigg mentioned how the Rogues that attacked his pack had silver suns as well. I believe someone is using magic to enslave Rogues, and I have a bad feeling it is an Elder,"

"Why would an Elder want to enslave Rogues?" Winter whispers.

"I have no idea," Abram admits. "But every fiber in my body is telling me to look at the Elders for this,"

"Would an Elder get into magic even when they know it's illegal though?" Rigg asks.

"The Elders are bastards and they would get into magic. If magic helps them achieve something they want then I have no doubt they would get into it,"