Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas) novel Chapter 214

Chapter 214: 214-Dangerous Monsters Ahead.

Clementine:

As the awkward silence dragged on, I decided to pull the attention away from Ian refusing to tell us about this place, even though it could literally help us in so many ways.

Instead, I shifted to something else that had just hit me hard.

"I’d seen another monster in the north."

As soon as I said that, heads snapped toward me. Ian only folded his arms and raised an eyebrow.

"I guess that the area we were lost in was crawling with these things, but they never came near because they were afraid of the Wendigers," I explained what I thought, at least. That was all I had to offer, to be honest.

Wendigos were terrifying. Even the Fleshmingos stayed away from them. So maybe that was why these things never came out.

"What kind of a monster?" Haiden asked, setting down the knife on the side table.

He slid his hands into his pockets, walking past Ian and giving him a brief glance, just to remind him their conversation wasn’t over.

That he’d hold a grudge if Ian didn’t tell us about the man and his so-called basement where all the answers might be.

"It looked like a snake, but it wasn’t," I explained. "It had six legs, its body was only a few feet tall, but its face and tail were thick and heavy. It had a wooden stick jammed in its mouth, which I’m pretty sure was what killed it." I watched Haiden pacing past Ian again.

Now he was just wandering from one side of the room to the other, right in front of him.

"Where did you see this thing?" Troy asked, his face showing how badly he wanted to know.

It could be a huge lead for us. If we already knew about the monster, next time we went in, we’d be prepared.

"In one of the houses, when we were looking for a safe place," I replied, remembering the small house and its basement.

"There was a basement we wanted to use, but it had a big lock on it. And there was something behind it, behind that basement door." I added it quickly before I forgot, because it might turn out to be vital.

"Wait, something was there?" Yorick asked and I quickly nodded.

"I heard something run upstairs and slam into the door, but then we just left, so I can’t be sure what it was." I tried to recall everything as clearly as possible, every detail etched in my memory.

"So are you going to tell us what this might be? Or do you want us to go in blind and get killed? Maybe it’s nothing to you since you don’t give a fuck," Haiden snapped at Ian, angry over his silence about the old man’s basement full of answers.

The truth was, all of us were terrified of going back into the North.

After what happened there, it felt like death was waiting right outside our doors. The ringleaders knew the last task was brutal.

No wonder they’d given us so many weapons, food, everything. But why give us so much? Did they not care if we killed each other this time?

I had too many questions.

"Be a man and talk normally. Conversations like that only sound good coming from those gossiping aunties in the Packs." Ian was sharp and sassy too. Of course he wasn’t going to let Haiden’s comment slide.

He snapped back instantly, then turned around and pulled another locked diary from his trunk.

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