After Amber had admonished Master Silas for his rude question to Erick, she demanded him to apologize. Even if Erick and Dane are more or less the same, they were still different entities.
Master Silas grudgingly apologizes to Erick. It was not that he did not want to apologize to Erick, but he did not want to do what Amber told him to. He still hasn't fully accepted Amber as Dane's mate. He could not believe that his precious prince's mate was a human. It wasn't as rare as one would have expected because there has been histories of lycans being mated with human beings, even with other supernatural beings. But most of them did not end well. Hence why Master Silas was a bit skeptical with his prince's mate.
Amber inwardly rolled her eyes when she heard his insincere apology. But she just ignored it.
Erick just smiled, knowing that these two had some personal issues between them.
He then turned to Master Silas and asked that even though they were allies, instead of enemies, why did they kidnap Amber.
Master Silas immediately apologized after he heard the question. He explained that it was not their intention to capture the young lady. They have been trying for days to get her to meet with them but she is usually busy with work and usually is surrounded by other shifters. They do not trust the other shifters, even if they were from the same pack. And that it wasn't his idea to kidnap Amber.
After Erick had listened to Master Silas' explanation, he turned his head to Ronan, who immediately shook his head. Then he turned his gaze to Toby, who started to scratch his head. "Ha ha ha," he laughed awkwardly. "I don't want her to reject our request so I just took her away."
Master Silas swiftly slapped him at the back of his head while Ronan just shook his in resignation.
Few minutes later, after more talking between them, both Erick and Amber decided to invite the three men to the packhouse. And because it was already late at night, the three men agreed to come over first thing in the morning.
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Somewhere in the mountains.
It has been a couple of hours since Erick and Luka had crashed into Ronan's house. While good news had happened as they finally found Amber, it wasn't so in the huge fortress in the mountains.
The fortress was built secluded from the world as spells have been casted around it, creating a fog, to ensure no one can see what was in the mountains, other than vegetations and animal wildlife. The walls were strong, embedded with one of the strongest materials on earth, together with bits of wolfbanes. From there, one could tell that the intruders that they were trying to prevent from getting in were the wolf shifters. There were no signs of any gates or huge doors for entrance as it was assumed that they could get into the fortress by flying in.
Inside the fortress, there were nearly thousands of shifters, walking around the perimeters, as if on guard. If the shifters back in the Kendall, Cairn and Cesaro packs were to see these shifters, they would be surprised to see that these shifters were actually rogues. It was nearly impossible to get rogues to listen to one's command since they had lost their humanities. So it was quite surprising to see these rogues surveilling around after being ordered to do so.
And further inside the fortress, there was an underground area, where experiments were being held out in one of the large rooms. Again, if those who had gone to the den earlier, looking for vampire clues, they too would have been surprised to see this because it was nearly identical to the one in the den. It was just that this one was much bigger. And what's more frightening and inhumane was that there were several huge glass cylinders that were filled with an unidentified liquid. And most of all, there were human figures inside each of the cylinders. It was unsure whether they were still alive.
In that room, there were several people inside; walking and talking with their wands floating in mid-air while they were writing and taking notes. Some of them were in front of the cylinders; the one with the human figures inside. There were tubes coming from the figures' noses and mouths. Again, it was unsure what it does.
These people, whom it was known to be warlocks, although they were working hard, it looked as if they were under pressure, by the way sweat seems to slide down their back and they were trembling with fright.
It was no wonder. Because standing next to the door, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed across his chest was Harding. Fury and annoyance seems to leak out from his aura as he watches the warlocks work intently.
Earlier that day, he had gotten news from Rehan that one of their secret dens had been infiltrated. And their experiments had to be halted. Furthermore, two of their expert warlocks have been captured while the rest were killed. It made him furious to the point that he nearly killed Rehan, who was the messenger.
Rehan was greatly apologetic as he did not expect the den to be easily infiltrated. And the fact that he did not think to put more security around the area was his fault. He was currently in the prison tower for his punishment, where he had consumed dark liquid which was known to be poisonous for warlocks. It made him numb; unable to talk or think clearly. Like one who was being poisoned with thorns stabbing around his body and head.
And because of the infiltration, they could not do much about that place and could only place hope in the experiments being conducted in the fortress. Hence why the warlocks there felt pressured.
Harding continued to watch the warlocks work on the experiment. "Damn you, Dane and those other mangy mutts," he cursed under his breath.
He then looked at one of the human figures that was in the glass cylinder and let out a sinister smile. "At least I have you," he said softly.