“Aidan, what if this is a trap? What if it’s just another one of her games?”

They were right, there were too many unknowns, too many risks. We couldn’t afford to walk into this without being absolutely sure.

“Fine,” I said, my voice steady now. “I’ll call Damon. He might know something. If Finn’s alive, he has to know where he is.”

I pulled out my phone, dialing Julian’s number.

“Julian, send me Damon’s number. I don’t have it,” I said, my voice urgent.

“Sending it now, sir,” Julian responded quickly.

I dialed the number, the ringing feeling endless. He didn’t answer the first time, but I called again, frustration building.

“Hello,” came his voice, gruff and tired.

“Damon, this is Aidan, where is Finn?” I asked not wasting time with pleasantries.

Damon’s response sent a chill down my spine.

“The werewolf camp was attacked. I couldn’t stop them, Aidan. Finn was taken. They’re gone.” His voice was full of regret. “I couldn’t save him.”

“Damon, you’re telling me he’s gone. Where is he? Who took him?” I demanded, my mind racing.

“They were vampires, Aidan. I couldn’t hold them off. The camp’s in chaos. Some of our wolves are dead. We’re trying to pick up the pieces, but I don’t know where they took Finn.”

I felt the weight of his words like a crushing blow.

“Damn it!” I hissed, running a hand through my hair. “How could this happen?”

“The cursed one is responsible for this, Aidan, he was so strong. He killed the werewolves in a blink,” Damon said, his voice shaking.

“And your dad, have you heard from him?”

“Yes, before your call came in, I got a message from him and then he told me where he hid a diary that belonged to Finn’s father in our house and that the diary has all the answers we are looking for. According to my father, Finn’s father gave him the diary and made him promise not to open it until the time was right.”

“Perfect, we need to first know Vera’s plan before we can defeat her and the cursed one. Damon, I am going to send you the location of the safe house, once you have found the diary, bring it. Remember we have limited time to save Finn, so we need to act fast.”

“On it!”

Immediately the call ended, I sent Damon the location of the safe house.

“Aidan, what’s the next move? What do we do now?” Amelia’s voice was shaky, and I could hear the fear in it, but there was also a hint of determination. She wasn’t backing down.

“If war is what Vera wants,” I said, turning to face her, my voice cold and steady, “then war is what she’ll get.”

I moved toward the door, heading toward the basement where the vampires kept guard. It was time to get ready.

“Summon all the vampires guarding the safe house. Bring up every weapon we have,” I ordered looking at the vampire standing next at the door.

As I made my way back to the room, I pulled out my phone and dialed Julian’s number.

“Julian, Vera has Finn, send me the map of the outskirts of town. I need to know the layout around the warehouse where Finn’s being held.”

“Sending it now, sir,” Julian replied, and within moments, the map appeared in my inbox.

I opened it immediately, studying the details closely. We needed to surround the place, cut off any escape routes, and ensure we had the upper hand when the time came.

The vampires started filing in, weapons in hand. I nodded in approval and began pointing at key locations on the map.