The feeling in my chest didn't lighten up. ![]() I only had to keep running for about fifteen minutes before I saw my first sign welcoming me to California. It was as if there was a string tied around my heart and the person at the other end was reeling me in. Through the connection i had with the werewolf King, I felt myself being pulled in a certain direction. How would I be able to gather the ingredients needed for my cure if I was busy fighting myself against the desire to give in? Lycaon is a tricky opponent you never quite know what he has planned up his sleeve. If I was cursed any longer though, I worried if it might get too unbearable. At least that would be some help with the goal of finding the pack. I still had a few more days to go before the curse would be permanent, but already I could feel the pull of Lycaon. The sun had risen a fair distance, and I figured it was around nine-thirty in the morning. After leaving the Lotus behind, hopefully for the last time (as I would only ever be able to safely return if I was still a werewolf and I don't want that), I transformed back into the wolf. The doorman paled, his finger retreating, as I slipped through the front doors of the cursed hotel. In response, I flashed my canines at him, briefly allowing my eyes to take on an unearthly glow. I caught sight of his finger resting on a small button that would no doubt signal several security guards. The doorman had given me a funny look as I walked towards the front doors. I easily left the Lotus Hotel and Casino that morning, pleased to see that only a few hours had passed since I entered. I went to sleep that night with a small smile remaining stubbornly on my face. ![]() Percy's POV I told my mom that I loved her before hanging up the phone.
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