“Here, babe,” Cody said, handing his phone over to Dylon.
“I can’t believe you recorded all of it.”
“It was simple. Eideard walked into the judge’s chambers and left the door open so I just followed him in.”
“Are you good here?” Dylon asked his mate. “I need to get to my office.”
Cody looked at the three pups, now sleeping in a pile and nodded. “Go ahead. I got this.”
Sending the recording to his father as he walked to his office, Dylon shut the door behind him when he got there. Sitting at his desk, he pulled up the judge’s profile on the High Council site, took some screen shots and sent them, also. Then he waited.
Within five minutes, his phone rang. Picking up, Dylon said, “Hi Dad, how’s it going?”
Frank chuckled. “Interesting recording.”
“Isn’t it? The judge is a real asshole.”
“How are you involved with him?”
“Cody and I were appointed guardians of Fionn, a dragon whose father was trying to kill him. Well, the father died shortly thereafter. While the father’s estate was in probate, some of Fionn’s relatives filed an emergency petition for custody. But, when he was going through some of his father’s files, Fionn found proof that he was born earlier than he was told. Long story short, the court declared Fionn an adult after Oracle testified.”
“She did? Most unusual,” Frank mused.
“Why is that?”
“The Fates have never given permission…at least not that I know of…for an Oracle to testify in legal matters.” Frank fell quiet, trying to fit the pieces of the puzzle together. No matter how he shuffled them, nothing was making sense. Using Oracle, the Fates had interfered in earthly matters—something that would shake the High Council to its core once they learned of it.But why would the Fates do this? Oh, fuck, it’s the dragon!“Where’s the dragon now?”
“With Jackson,” Dylon replied. “Why?”
“Is the dragon a member of your pack?”
“Yup. Jackson made him a member after Logan and Kieran rescued him. What’s with all the questions, Dad?”
Everything leads back to the Blackwood Pack.“Son, what do you want me to do about the recording?”
Shaking his head in disbelief, Dylon wondered if he understood his father correctly.I thought he’d be sending an order for the arrest of the judge, but instead he’s asking me what to do.What the fuck?“Dad, I’m missing something. What do you mean?”
“Dylon, the Fates have never done this before so I’m figuring there’s something special about the dragon that forced them to testify in a legal proceeding on earth. Now, two things will happen if I order the arrest of the judge; one, the members of the High Council will demand to know who the dragon is and why the Fates appeared on his behalf, and two, they will also do a thorough investigation on every member of the Blackwood Pack. And somehow, I don’t think you want either of those things done. Remember, the pack is already on the High Council’s radar because of the High Priest the gods sent them.”
Shit! Shit! Shit! The last thing Jackson needs is the High Council breathing down his neck.“You’re right, Dad. I’ll handle it myself.”
“Whatever you do, just don’t get caught, cause your mother will never forgive me if you do.” Frank chuckled, knowing full well his son understood what would happen.
“Don’t worry Dad, I got your back.”
“I appreciate that. How are my grandpups doing?”
Chapter 34
It took several hours for the man to track down the sea dragon’s location. Now, lingering in the lobby of Reif’s hotel, he observed the guards at the private elevator.Wolf shifters!He spotted others, too, engaged in different activities, but he was certain they were all part of the force guarding the rare shifter he scented at Reif’s cottage.
Afraid of attracting too much attention, he ducked into a gift shop at the far corner of the lobby where he bought some newspapers and magazines. Then, nonchalantly taking a seat near the elevator, he snapped open one of the newspapers, hiding his face as he listened to the chatter among the guards. Most of it was banal, but finally, their conversation revealed the information he was seeking. Folding up the newspapers, the man rose, strolling out of the hotel and, for the first time since that fateful night so long ago, hope filled his heart.
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Jackson paused, thinking about Fionn’s story.So similar to Theo, Norm, Kieran and David’s stories—and the Fates sent them all to me.Gods, I hope I’m up to the task.“Fionn, have you thought about what you want to do next?”
Excited about his new won freedom, Fionn smiled before saying, “Yeah, I want to go back to Scotland for the treasure hunt.”
