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“I don’t know,” I said, my mind racing. “But we need to find more. There must be something else here, something that explains what this means.”

We kept searching, pulling books off the shelves and flipping through pages, but nothing else stood out. Just as I was about to give up, I looked at the wall and noticed that something was weird about the wall.

“Why does this paint look darker over here?” I asked as I used my hand to hit it, and it made an echoing sound.

“There’s definitely something behind that wall,” Damon said.

Damon and I channeled our werewolf strength as we kept on punching the wall and it fell revealing a hidden room.

“What the hell? So, there’s a hidden room in my family house…” I said as I paced around the room.

I saw pictures of my mother, my sister and myself and then saw a picture of a little boy my father was carrying.

“Who’s this baby?” I turned to Damon.

“Isn’t that you?”

“No, it isn’t, I’m blonde and the hair here is dark this isn’t me and it’s not my sister either.”

Then Damon stumbled on something that stunned me.

“Wait what are these documents? Are these birth records?”

I immediately took the documents from Damon and read the name on it.

“Lucifer Hale Solan? These are birth records of the child my dad was carrying in this picture. Wait do I have a brother?” I asked as I looked at Damon, confused.

Chapter Twenty-One

Aidan

The helicopter ride was tense. Amelia sat across from me, nervously twisting her hair, her unease palpable. I wanted to reassure her, but I didn’t want to overwhelm her.

I leaned forward, trying to meet her gaze.

“Hey, you, okay?” I asked gently, though I already knew the answer. She was far from okay.

Amelia turned to look at me, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and uncertainty.

“I don’t know, Aidan. This feels… wrong. What if this witch can’t help us? What if she’s part of the danger, or worse?” Her voice trembled slightly.

I took a deep breath and moved to sit beside her.

“Listen, I know this is scary. But we’re not alone in this. We have each other. We’re getting answers, and together, we’ll figure it out. You’re not in this by yourself. And besides this is a witch I have known for a long time.”

She gave me a small nod, though I could tell she was still holding onto her doubts. I placed a reassuring hand on hers.

“We’ll be okay,” I said, my voice steady, even though I knew the journey ahead of us would be anything but easy.

The helicopter landed in a clearing, and Fergus stood waiting, flanked by his army of vampires, all watching the area with wary eyes.

"Everything is in place, Aidan, the witch now stays in Sanvala forest, it’s a two-hour drive from here," Fergus said as he stepped forward, his expression unreadable but his presence commanding. “We’ve reinforced the perimeter. Your safety is our top priority.”

Amelia tensed beside me, and I could see her nerves were still high.

“Amelia, it’s going to be fine,” I said, squeezing her hand. She didn’t respond immediately, but her grip on my hand tightened, a silent acknowledgment that she was trying to steady herself.

After a long drive we finally arrived at the forest.

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