<h4>Chapter 519: 519-A Family Vacation</h4>


    <strong>Yorick:</strong>


    It was not easy for me to put my entire family to sleep in silence.


    After that, Iy down in the same room with them and closed my eyes for five minutes, trying to steady myself.


    But I knew I had to move quickly. Time was short.


    With that thought, I forced myself up again. Dragging my feet, I went to my room and packed a bag for myself, one for my brother, one for my mother, and one for my father.


    Then I went into my parents’ office. I gathered every injection I could find, every file, every piece of information avable, and stuffed it all into another bag.


    After that, I had an SUV brought around. Pack members kept arriving outside the pce, asking if everything inside was fine, if their Alpha’s family was safe.


    They were told that everything was under control. That the situation had been handled.


    A few warriors approached me as well. They informed me that Troy had run off with Leysa and Clementine.


    They said they wanted to send warriors after them, but I stopped them. I told them we had allowed them to leave.


    I loaded my entire family into the SUV. Then I slipped into the driver’s seat quietly.


    Humming under my breath, I started the engine and pulled away. Everything was about to change.


    This was the biggest step toward ending the academy.


    No one questioned me at the border because my parents were in the back seat. They were not even visible from the outside.


    As soon as I crossed the border, an announcement echoed through the air, calling Clementine a monster. I knew my pack would never admit that she had been with us.


    Now they would need support themselves. Their Alpha and their leaders were about to leave. Sooner orter the council leaders wille to our pack to check on Clementine because they were the ones that sold her to my parents.


    Silently, I drove the car to the station. Standing near the train again felt strange.


    All the memories came rushing back. My first arrival here. Meeting Clementine again.


    Sitting in these same carriages, wondering if we would return. Thening back and exchanging smiles, reassuring each other that we could survive, that we had made it out alive once more.


    Every memory resurfaced. Along with them, I was carrying a new version of myself as I prepared to leave this ce.


    After looking around for a while, I decided to load my parents onto the train. One by one, I dragged them into those same carriages andid them down.


    I took a seat as well. But the train did not start on its own. There was another way to activate it, a method my father had once shown me over the past few days.


    I had taken his ess card. With that card, he used to send anyone here. That was how criminals were injected, turned into monsters, and transported.


    I pulled the card from my pocket and held it in front of the scanner. The doors slid shut, and the train roared to life.


    I lowered myself into my seat quietly. A storm churned inside my chest.


    My eyes burned with tears, and my mind clung to a single determination. I would stop this academy, no matter what it took.


    Once the journey began, it did not take long before we reached the station again. I stepped out and dragged my family’s bodies off the train one by one, leaving them on the tform.


    After that, I walked to a bench and sat down. The train pulled away, and I slipped my father’s card into hiding.


    I waited.


    My mother was the first to stir. Even before opening her eyes fully, she seemed to recognize through scent alone that she was no longer on the maind.


    She jolted upright almost instantly and scrambled to her feet, looking around wildly until her gazended on me. Then her head snapped toward the train tracks and across the station.


    "Where am I? How did I get here?" she screamed.


    Her voice pierced the air and woke my father.


    In the next few minutes, they cycled through every possible emotion. They shouted at me, demanding to know how I had brought them here.


    One by one, they opened my bags and searched through everything I had packed.


    "How did we get here? Are you out of your mind?" my father barked.


    "Don’t you know your brother cannot survive in this environment? He will turn into a monster," my mother cried, her voice breaking as tears streamed down her face.


    I watched them in silence, sitting back on the bench with one ankle resting over my knee and my hands sped behind me.


    "And you think he is not a monster already?" I asked calmly, tilting my head as I looked at him with open judgment.


    "What have you done?" my mother demanded. "We should wait. The train wille back. It has to." She began rubbing her hands together, panic rising in her eyes.


    "I do not think it ising back," I replied casually, rising from the bench. "You should not rely on it too much."


    I picked up one bag, then grabbed the other containing my parents’ needles and the files.


    "Where are you taking those? You are not leaving me here," my mother shouted, her fists clenched at her sides.


    "Why?" I shot back. "So you can start your experiments here too?"


    Her eyes burned into my back.


    A low growl rumbled from behind us. I did not turn around. I already knew what it meant.


    My brother was waking up.


    "I did nothing wrong," I said evenly. "I only brought a monster back to his own home."


    Before I could say anything more, my mother’s hand struck my face. The p echoed across the tform.


    I simply smiled at her in return.


    "Mother, you did everything you could. Now I will do what I must."


    I adjusted the strap of my bag on my shoulder.


    "We need to leave. Once my brother regains his senses, he will attack us first."


    With that, I picked up my bags and walked away.


    Within minutes, I heard my parents’ footsteps rushing after me. Their pace was frantic.


    "Give us the bags. We can tranquilize him. We can help him," my mother pleaded, her voice trembling as she tried to reason with me.


    I did not stop. I was not going to waste those needles on him.


    He was a newly turned monster. He could still be controlled. But I knew more monsters woulde here, and that bag would be essential for handling them.


    We kept moving for a while. Then my parents slowed and turned back.


    I think they considered going back to Charles. But his growls had grown so loud that they started running toward me again.


    We wandered through the night without direction. Then something struck me.


    There was a ce Haiden had built for Sadie when she was pregnant. I remembered the fence he had put up and the small tent he had secured there.


    My parents were already on the edge of hysteria. I did not want to push them any further.


    I needed them steady. I wanted us to work together and help the people trapped here. For that, I had to support them first.


    So I led them toward that safe spot.


    But the moment we reached it, what I saw there left me stunned.