Chapter 119
[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]
I almost died yesterday.
The horror of yesterday’s battle haunted me, especially after I discovered Olivia was plotting something evil against the pack. If Dominic hadn’t come to help me, I would have died there already. I was reckless, and I shouldn’t have gone there alone.
But knowing that Olivia was after me and the kids, there was no way I would let her have the chance to make whatever plans she had. I would give my life just to make sure the kids were safe. Even if it meant killing her in the process, I would do it.
I didn’t care what the council or the whole pack would think about it. My children’s safety would come first, and I would make sure of it.
While in my office at the pack manor, the restlessness brought me back to checking and rereading my mother’s diary. I didn’t notice the time and I had already spent an hour finding any information I could use until I noticed something on the last page.
A symbol.
It was a circle with a picture of fire in the middle. Around the circle were two red snakes intertwined and meeting on the top, facing each other. They have golden hexagon eyes and writings I couldn’t understand.
“I have a feeling I had seen this somewhere...” I whispered to myself as I looked closer at the picture, studying every angle of it while tilting the diary, hoping it could provide me with additional information about the drawing.
But then I remembered and my eyes widened.
The crates! Those crates of poison bombs! They have that symbol!
I flipped the pages and looked for more information about what that symbol meant and what organization it was from, but there was no further statement. I looked around the room, feeling so frustrated. I hated that my mother wrote something weird in her d*mned notebook without leaving more explanation of what it was about!