Chasing My Rejected Luna
Chapter 181

TEGAN'S P.O.V

Finally, after all this time we are taking a step in the right direction. At least I hoped we were. I didn't want to get excited and get my hopes up for the millionth time. But this was the first time someone had mentioned a lead in months.

What kind of lead was it? Was it a lead on the location of the hidden items? Or maybe a lead on where Sibil was hiding Ezra? Then there was also the possibility of it being a lead on information about breaking Sibil's curse. Which in turn would finally free Zola from the death curse.

Any lead on anything was better than none. Plus, the possibility of getting any answers that we were seeking was what we were working so hard to do. At least we were no longer at a standstill. As far as I was concerned that was progress in itself.

As much as I wanted my mate back, I wanted the murders to stop more. Not only were random peoples lives at stake, but so was Zola's and I had promised Novalee that I would stop at nothing to help her replace a cure for Zola's curse. Every direction that I turned there was the possibility of danger.

Never knowing who would be the next target. Sibil wasn't just murdering innocent people from my pack, she was murdering innocent people from around the world at random. How she gathered her victims and committed the worst crime, without so much as a single slip up was beyond me. You'd think in today's society she would've made a mistake by now. Left behind any trace of herself.

Which led me to believe that she wasn't the one fetching these victims. That had to mean she was working with someone, or someone was working for her. Either way, whoever it was, was a professional. Someone who covered their tracks and covered them well. "I was in England and I found an underground coven. Which was really hard to track down if you asked me. Anyway, they said that they knew Sibil. Knew her personally, not just from the legend. They said that they would only reveal their knowledge and secrets if we prove that we have the vital piece to the curse."

"Which we don't. We have yet to locate the Alexandrite."

"No, they didn't even mention those items. They said that the most vital part was an affected descendant."

"Novalee?" I asked curiously. Her eyes darted up to look at the Pl.

"No, she isn't the one that the curse is directly affecting."

His eyes met hers for a moment before he looked to the ground in shame.

"What's the catch?" She finally asked. A tremble present in her voice.

"They need her blood, they need her...They need her as a...as a..."

"Just spit it out!" Novalee screamed.

"As a sacrifice!"

My heart fell to the pit of my stomach. No, that can't be right. Surely that isn't right. How could the only way to break a curse be to end an innocent life?

"Not happening."

"They wanted to talk to Novalee. To give her their long history of information that dates back to when Sibil was free for the first time. They went underground when she was taken out. They became almost non-existent to the world, just in case she ever were to rise again. They said their coven would be the first targeted because they have the information that can destroy her."

It now made sense as to why Ezra said she was in England. She must've been searching for the coven that possessed the information that sentences her to eternal death.

I looked over to Novalee, fear was written on her face. Fear she had every right to feel. The first information we get on possibly breaking Zola from the death curse and it was bad news. Every ritual comes with an everlasting imprint. It just s**ks death was also what was the asking price to end the curse.

"I mean, we have to hear them out. Right?" She asked, looking at me.

"Zola can stay here, she will go nowhere near them. But it is the first lead in months. Something we can look into, hear them out and dig deeper to see if there are any loopholes with their information. But a lead is a lead."

I felt for her, after all our searching. Someone found something, and it was yet more bad news. But every ritual has a loophole, this one is no exception. Even if it is powerful dark magic. We just have to replace it.

"A lead is a lead." She repeated, but her voice let me know how she was feeling.

It was a feeling I knew all too well. The double D's that go hand in hand, and I don't mean bra size. Double D's: Disappointment and depression.

"How did you locate this unknown coven anyhow?" Uriah asked with a hint of skepticism in his voice.

"They actually located me. They aren't exactly a coven that can be found. They replace you. That's how it works."

"How did they know to look for you?"

"I was in England for a while. Digging around, asking people about the unknown coven. I knew constantly talking would get to the right ears eventually. I also knew that the more I asked, the faster they'd want to shut me down. A hidden coven exposed would make them no longer hidden. And they have been in hiding for so long, why let a nosey man disrupt that now?"

"So you're telling me that you spent all this time in England. Taking our money while you sat around talking about a coven that may or may not even exist?" Uriah was questioning him as if his ways bugged him.

But why? None of the other PI's, hunters, or trackers had made any progress traveling. So, why be mad at one who remained in one spot to lure out a hidden coven? I mean we can't call it a waste of time because what if it was exactly what needed to be done? "I was paid to dig into the past. To uncover secrets around the existence of an immortal huntress. One that was a witch. I did my job and poked around. It may have taken me five months to do it, but I did it. I was the one who spent countless hours in order to uncover a hidden coven. Let's not forget that. I was also the one that made contact with the coven in order to give you all a lead that didn't exist before my digging."

"What if they weren't there? You would have wasted our time and money."

"Then he would have failed like all the others that we pay. Why are you acting like this? What he discovered is exactly what we have been searching for." "Because who is he? Is he one of ours or is he paid to betray us?"

Has he gone mad? Even if he was paid to betray us, it was a hidden coven that we knew nothing about. I was prepared for a trap at any given circumstance, this was no different. But it was our first lead. A lead that potentially holds all the answers we have been seeking.

"Don't cry to me when it's a failed mission. Yet again."

His harshness was starting to rub me wrong. What was his problem today?

"I say let's hear them out." Novalee said as she stood. "Even if it's not the answers my heart wants, it could be answers that we need to move forward. They could possess all the answers to end Sibil for good. Stopping her mass murders of innocent people, and bring back the King."

"I agree." I said before turning to look back at a steaming Uriah.

"I don't like having to babysit you while you make mistake after mistake. I'm tired of cleaning up your messes, Tegan. I have a Kingdom to protect, your priorities are shit."

"How dare you speak to your Queen that way!" Lucy yelled out in anger.

"Queen? I have been the one running this Kingdom. Protecting everyone from danger. What has your Queen done besides get in my way and f**k shit up?" His words stung, why was he all of a sudden being so mean?

How dare he say I wasn't protecting my Kingdom. I set up a magical barrier to keep evil out. I also visited every person in the Kingdom to cast individual protection spells on them. I was doing everything in my power to stop the murders but there was no pattern to her picking, no links. And now that we were finally going to get the answers that we needed to stop Sibil and her serial killing spree, he chooses to act like this? Didn't he want this to end as badly as we did?