“It’s so cold in here,” Lazlo said as he entered the mansion before me, rubbing his hands and looking around. He wasn’t lying. The mansion seemed to be locked for some time. I be lieve the siblings stopped coming here a while ago, and after Zander died, Christina couldn’t stomach coming here. Hence, why she stayed in the cabin.
“It is so weird to look at his pictures now,” Maynard com mented after his eyes landed on their childhood pictures. One can only imagine how much Christina had to endure before she pulled that trigger. It is never easy to watch a loved one die, let alone be the one who kills them. She did it for me, and I owe her that.
“I think the library is upstairs,” I said, as I recalled Christi na’s message. She left some directions for me.
I said, “I will go check upstairs,” and Maynard nodded. He was busy lurking around, trying to learn more about his mate’ s early life.
Lazlo followed me silently. We didn’t end the conversation on a friendly note, so I expected it to be brought up again, but at least he was focused on finding answers to help Thiago for
now.
The library was the last one in the huge hallway. The key helped us unlock the big door and roll inside. This was one of the mansions their uncle built for them. He must be great at it.
“The architecture looks similar to my cabin,” Lazlo com mented, looking around the shelves. The library was immense. The books and all the research papers were left on the table and scattered as if the siblings had never gone through them after the passing of their uncle.
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“Here!” I picked up an enormous book and handed it over to Lazlo to make him read through it. I kept looking through books until my attention was diverted to the last shelf. It looked lonely with only one book in it.
The more I stepped closer to it, the more I felt like I had al ready found the answers. Reaching for the book and picking it up instantly made my heart sink in my chest.
“Lazlo! I found it.” I raised my hand and waved the book at him. His eyes grew bigger at the sight of the book with the word Lycan written on it.
We sat down and started going through it. The pictures of a full Lycan were scary. It was a humanoid wolf with a tall and huge body.
“He was not born a Lycan,” I whispered. “Lycanthropy, it is a curse.” I puffed air out of my mouth, calming my nerves down as the memory of a dream made me uneasy.
“I thought she was cursing him into forgetting everything, but she cursed him to become a Lycan,” I said. “It says that once the blood of a pure wolf mixes with the cursed blood, the curse begins. Soon the Lycan will want to take over, star ing at the aggression and anger issues. It will lead to the loss of memory and a change in eye color. Then, once the Lycan takes over, the human form will be los—t forever,” I paused as my hands flew to my mouth and a gasp heaved across my lips. Lazlo was as stunned as I was.
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“Only on a full moon will this Lycan’s bite can turn others into a Lycan,” I kept reading, even when I have already lost a piece of me.
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