She groaned as she sat back up rubbing her head, it felt like she'd been hit by a truck. Rolling over Vera threw up onto the floor, a sudden wave of pain ripping into her side again. "What now?"

Someone crossed the room crouching down next to her as he rested his hand on her side and whispered something under his breath. Suddenly the pain went away letting Vera catch her breath again. "Easy now, keep calm."

Vera looked back up at the man she had seen on the steps, "I am calm."

"I'm not talking to you." He looked back down to her stomach. "I'm talking to my wolf."

"Your wolf?" Vera raised a brow at him.

"You do know where all the werewolves came from?"

"A murder spell?"

"Well, that's a very lackluster way of putting it. The first wolf started as a curse. The others were created by a modification of that curse. You know the first wolves were a combination of a wolf's pelt and a human soul. Perhaps a heavy price to pay for making the strongest warriors to fight against the enemies. Times were more turbulent back then though and practitioners were not as pampered as you all are now."

"You talk like you were there." Vera sassed at him.

"Because I was, I was the first werewolf. I made the others, Timber, Midnight, Greybeard, Silverback, even your Tundra. I killed my five greatest warriors and used their blood to resurrect them into the hides. It was a messy job but it had to be done back then, I'm sure you can understand as a stand up leader yourself."

"So, did you bring me here then to what? Make an alliance because last I remember my wolves serve the Order and as Grand Magus."

"As Grand Magus, you hold that title all you like, I knew the original and let me tell you even he'd be disgusted with all of you now."

"Magus?"

"Yes, he's the one who made me."

Vera raised her brow sitting up a little more now. "And who exactly are you?"

"I already told you, I'm the first wolf, Alpha, and you Vera Stone, you killed my daughter."

Jack got back to the temple with Alyssa still unconscious in the back seat and Nichole in the front. Parking the car he turned over to wake Nichole up, shaking her awake. Once Nichole was alert again she looked around the car, "Where is the Grand Magus?"

"See, that's the problem." Jack responded seeing Alyssa starting to wake up. "Nichole, I need you to help me lock Alyssa in the trunk."

She looked into the back seat, "Why are we locking Alyssa in the trunk?"

"Because she's not safe right now."

"Not surprised." Nichole looked back at Alyssa. "Make it quick."

The two of them secured Alyssa in the trunk of the car before heading inside the temple. Jack didn't know who he should go to with the information he had but he figured the one person who could help them out the most was going to be the most pissed off to find out about it. Jack and Nichole entered the reliquary seeing Hamish there reading over a book when he spotted Jack. "Hey." He stepped forward happy to see Jack. "You came back? It's about time, we've been trying to work with Lilith and…" He decided not to bring up Midnight considering the last time he'd seen Jack he was holding Alyssa in his arms while she died. "It's good to see you again."

"See, about that Hamish, I have to tell you something."

Before Jack was able to say a word Nichole interrupted him, "Jack raised Alyssa from the dead, we went to retrieve her and the Grand Magus was taken."

"What?" Hamish lost all calm and cool he had, even his joy of seeing Jack come back wasn't going to fix this. "By who? Who has Vera?"

Nichole didn't have the answer for that one. "I don't know, some guy."

"It's Alpha." Jack spoke up looking at the ground.

Hamish felt his heart jump, his breath caught in the back of his throat as his nightmares and dreams flashed into his mind. Looking back at Jack his eyes had turned silver, his claws sprouting from his fingertips as he grabbed Jack and slammed him into the wall. "Where is she?" He snarled, his voice splicing with the rough growls of Tundra. It took all his strength to keep Tundra from ripping his throat out. He had to admit there was a large part of him that wanted to let her though.

"Listen Hamish I'm sorry."

Hamish finally got control of himself, throwing Jack back. "Sorry, sorry, he's going to kill my son."

Jack's eyes widened looking at Hamish, he'd never actually seen him angry like this. "Your son?"

Hamish swallowed hard, his eyes flashing over to Nichole. Now wasn't the time to be keeping Vera's secrets for her. "Vera is pregnant." Hamish took a deep breath, he had to fight his panic. "He's going to kill our baby."

"Yeah, but why?"

"To finish what he started, to make a new hide."

"Why would he need more hides?"

"To finish building his army and overthrow the order."