Chapter 27 Jackson Pov

• No matter how hard I tried to comprehend what the hell happened and how Councilman Damon knew that Amelia couldn't transform, I just couldn't fathom it.
• How the hell did he know that? No matter any chat I draw, trying to connect the dots, I still come out blank. It still doesn't make any sense to me. Simon, Drake, and I have been on a personal mission to find him out. Who could have told him? It narrows down to that. Drake even went as far as going to the poorer side of the City but nobody was able to give us any useful information. Apparently, the rumor started from a bar but when the bartender was interrogated, nothing useful could come out of him. He mentioned a hooded figure that always comes in sometimes at night was the one who started the rumor. From his statement, this person doesn't order a drink, doesn't order any food, just sits down, looking around but on that day the bartender said that was the first time the figure had ever spoken and the first thing the person said was that the supposed to be Luna of Blood Moon Pack was rejected on her 18th birthday publicly, in front of other wolves. When Drake asked him if he could give a description, he couldn't come up with anything because the person covered themselves with a purple cloak, masking their appearance and also masking their scent.
• This was like a mystery to me. It's hard for me to not know anyone from my Pack. I even disguised myself, going to this pub every night but I am yet to see this person that the bartender was talking about, if this person even exists at all. Or was that bastard making it up? my mind is about to explode with all this. Where the hell did Damon hear this? Who was his informant? Just remembering the smug look on his face yesterday during the meeting with the councilmen was enough to put me in a bad mood.