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Brother’s Best Friends Are My Mates novel Chapter 77

Lia

It killed me to start writing this letter, but I knew I had no choice. This was the only way to lull the Moonveil pack into a false sense of security. Without it they would continue to be on their guard, something I didn’t want to happen.

To the Esteemed Leaders of the Rosewater Coven,

I hope this letter finds you well. After much deliberation, we have come to understand the weight of the blood oath and the deep-rooted traditions that bind it. Though this situation has been painful for us, we recognize that honor and loyalty to the old ways must come before personal grievances. The history between our people has been fraught with tension, and while this ordeal has tested our bonds, we choose to uphold the ancient agreements rather than succumb to further division.

We have decided that it is in everyone’s best interest to allow the agreement to remain as it stands. We understand that the child Gabi carries is of great significance to your clan, and we do not wish to prolong hostilities or disrupt the balance that has been upheld for generations. We trust that she will be treated with the utmost care and respect as she fulfills her role in this sacred duty. It is not an easy path, but one we accept in the hopes of maintaining the peace our ancestors fought so hard to establish.

Please know that we hold no ill will toward you. We only wish to see this through with as little conflict as possible. When the time comes, we will be here to welcome Gabi back and ensure that the peace between our clans remains intact. Let this be a sign of trust, a promise that there is still a future where our people can coexist without unnecessary bloodshed.

However, let us be clear-this trust is not given lightly. Though we abide by the ancient customs, we expect the same respect and honor in return. Gabi’s well-being is not just a courtesy; it is a necessity. Any harm that comes to her will not be overlooked or forgiven. We are placing faith in your word, believing that you will uphold your end of this arrangement with the same integrity we have shown.

Additionally, we wish to extend an apology for the curse placed upon one of your own. Emotions ran high, and actions were taken in the heat of the moment that we now recognize were not in the spirit of the peace we claim to seek. Though our grievances are not without merit, retaliation in such a manner was neither just nor wise. We regret this transgression and hope that it will not serve as a barrier to the understanding we are attempting to rebuild between our people.

Thank you for your patience and understanding. We hope this will be the first step toward a future of cooperation rather than war. May this arrangement serve as proof that tradition and respect can overcome even the deepest wounds. Let this decision be a foundation upon which we build something stronger—a future where old animosities no longer dictate our fate.

Warmest regards,

Lia

I read it back to myself what had to be at least six times, wanting to make sure I said everything that needed to be said. Once it was written to perfection, I sent it out. The Moonveil pack didn’t have to wait long for a response.

All of us gathered around the dining room table as I opened the letter, reading it out loud so everyone could hear.

To the Moonveil Pack,

We commend your wisdom in accepting the truth of the blood oath. It is rare to find those who respect the old ways and understand the sacrifices necessary to maintain the strength of our kind. Your willingness to honor this agreement does not go unnoticed. Too often, wolves act with reckless emotion rather than reason, but your actions prove that you are capable of restraint and rationality, even in difficult circumstances.

Rest assured, Gabi is being well cared for. She is safe, her health is being carefully monitored, and she will remain in our protection until the child is born. She will not be mistreated, nor will she suffer any unnecessary hardship. We understand the concern and pain this may have caused your pack, but this is the way of things. As dictated by the ancient laws, the blood oath must be honored above all. We appreciate your willingness to set aside personal desires for the greater good.

We also accept your apology regarding the curse placed upon one of our coven members. While it was a direct violation of our traditions, we understand that emotions can sometimes cloud judgment, and the anger that led to that action has been acknowledged. We value your sincerity in seeking reconciliation, and we trust that this moment will serve as a reminder of the importance of temperance in our dealings.

Once the child is born, she will be returned to you unharmed, as promised. The cycle must continue, and by choosing to abide by this sacred tradition, you have ensured stability between our clans. This decision marks a turning point between our people, one that may serve as the foundation for future understanding rather than endless war. Let this be a testament to what can be achieved when we set aside conflict and allow tradition to guide us.

May our species’ bonds remain strong, and may the trust you have extended be the first step toward lasting peace.

The Rosewater Coven

I set the letter down, looking around the table.

“So what do you guys think?”

Rain huffed. “I can’t wait to give them a taste of their own medicine!”

Rain grinned. “We’re ready to hear what you guys have cooked up.”

The plan, as it turned out, was simple. At least it seemed like it was on the surface. The vampires were going to employ the use of ancient vampire magic which trumped witch magic because of how old it was.

With this magic, we would be able to sneak into the coven undetected. It would be temporary and once the magic fell, the vampires and the Moonveil pack would attack, hopefully eliminating enough of them so we could get Gabi and the pull out safely.

It sounded simple, but it wasn’t going to be simple at all to execute. I knew this all too well.

Everyone listened, Rain jumping up and pumping his fist into the air.

“I think it’s a great plan. We can do it!”

Rain was so positive that we could do it. I chuckled softly, his excitement contagious. It was hard not to feel Rain’s excitement and let it wash over you.

But the hard part was just beginning. We needed to do this perfectly and if we didn’t then it was going to cost Gabi her life.

If we lost Gabi and the pup then Michael would never be the same. He would be a shell of his former self—if he even allowed himself to live long enough to grieve.

So we had to do it. There was no world were we couldn’t succeed.

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