Chapter 111: Blast from The Past

Diana "What next?" I asked, practically at the edge of my seat. "The writer says that when he came to and went back to his pack, everything was gone," she said and then closed her eyes. "The rest of what I know about the red eyes covers that. No one seems to know the source, Luna." "I thought no one would ever mention it, but you did. Do you know something?" I gave her a slight nod. "Maybe," I said. "What if I know something? Not something so implicating, but at least something." "Like what?" the historian asked. "Like that the person who did it might be an Omega." "That would make things interesting," she remarked, glancing briefly at me. "It would make things very interesting," she said. "At least it makes sense now that I think about it. Omegas have always been a mystery. At some point, I wanted to study your kind, but I decided against it. And believe me when I say it, Luna, I mean no disrespect. But your kind has been very much an enigma, a question that was never answered