BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 357: Blood Tracks

Chapter 357: Blood Tracks

GRAYSON

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I’m worried, so worried and the cold sensation hasn’t stopped after wearing three layers of cloth and gloves, I got colder every minute even to the point my teeth were chattering together right now, and it was past winter, this cold I felt is unusual, it had an eerily feeling I didn’t like, like a dark lifeless cloud was hung over me from above and raining the ocean water down on my skin.

I have never felt this way before, this was the first time I have ever felt something ominous. I called Mom and Vanessa earlier and they were okay, the only person I need to worry about right now is Emma. My cold wasn’t my concern, that was the least of the thoughts I had in mind. I’m bothered about Emma, and I don’t think I will be able to shake this feeling off not until I set my eyes on her and see that she is okay.

Dace was back home and yet there was no confirmed report that she was with him, that can’t be right... or did Emma come to this place when Dace already left? But the time frame didn’t match, which means he must have somehow met her. I keep dialing Emilia’s number but she won’t pick up her damn phone.

Seriously, what’s the use of having this damn device if they can’t use it?

Those two siblings have a bad habit of not picking up calls when it matters the most. That mind link of theirs was creating this bad habit. Phones are useless, but I can’t keep a clear head not until I hear from Emilia and know that Emma was safe with Dace. Yes, he was losing his marbles in the most horrifying way possible, the beast side that remained tamed by a werelion after decades of training was taking over to transmit him into a full Rogue and what made this situation, even more, worse for him was... he’s Alpha blood and an Alpha blood has never been transmitted into a Rogue before. There are certain things that cannot get out of the laws of nature and this was one of them, the last thing we wanted was a Rogue Alpha roaming around, especially someone like Dace.

Dace has an unhinged bloodlust that not even Emma notices, I have fought Dace before and I knew how he is when Emma isn’t by his side, there is always a piece to the puzzle that completes it and makes it whole, and that piece is Emma as she is the better half of him, their connection was far greater than anything I have ever seen before, and that connection will have to stay for both their sakes.

Dace will never lay a hand on her, I trust him that much... but I couldn’t shake the feeling that there might be a possibility that... which is stupid of me to think about, My worry is on a full drive here and I’m thinking of crazy scenarios.

"Grayson!"

"What?!" I snapped at Owen beside me.

"Nothing... you’re spacing out too much, been calling your name for two minutes. Besides that... are you okay?" he looked me up and down and I knew he noticed I was shivering.

"I’m fine, just cold" I grumbled, focusing more on the path. This area gave me a sense of familiarity and I wondered why I had seen it before and then it hit me the moment we stood before the cottage house.

The house Dace and Emilia owned as their safe spot.

"What the fuck is a house doing here in the middle of the wild?"

I ignored Owen’s question as I pointed the flashlight I held to the modern-style building, the windows were broken, almost like someone or something broke in. Does that mean Emma came here? If she did, was she attacked? In a panic of that thought alone I rushed through the front door that was barely holding up on its hinges and I caught notice of the claw marks which made my fear spiked.

Inside the house was completely dark and there was not much I could see with my flashlight.

"EMMA!" I called looking around the trashed living room, the sofas ripped and had claw marks everywhere, the windows were broken and there was broken glass scattered on the floor like the house was invaded by an earthquake. This wasn’t the work of just one werelion but a full pack.

A pack of Rogues.

"Could she be here? In this house in the middle of nowhere?" Owen asked me from behind.

"This house belongs to Dace and Emilia, it’s their safe spot" I answered only as I rushed upstairs to the rooms kicking each door down with my boots as I called her desperately.

Maybe she hid?

But that would be impossible... because unlike me she has a very intoxicating scent and the moment it catches a whiff of it can be traced by any shifter.

Shit!

I rushed to the room Dace and Emma stayed in the last time we were here, the bed was a mess which could mean Emma wasn’t here alone, she was definitely here with Dace no doubt.

"GRAYSON!"

I abandoned all sense of thought as I dashed out of the room and down the stairs.

"What, did you find anything?!" I demanded instantly as I rushed into the kitchen. "Owen!" I called him but he just ignored me and stood there like he was about to pass out. His face paled as he pointed his torch to something, I did too and that was when the lights flickered on, probably the switch coming back on.

I broke in cold sweat when I saw the mask of blood we stood on, covering almost every cover of the kitchen.

Hand blood imprints on the counter like a struggle as well on the floor, it was a horrifying sight. I have seen my share of bloody scenes back when I was a Venator and hunted monsters, and I’m always unaffected by it.

But this was enough to make me tremble to the point my flashlight fell out of my hand and dropped on the spot where a symbol was drawn with the blood.

"W-What is this?"