011 Caught In My Lie

Lilith’s POV

Beta Grant’s words puffed Hannah up like a blowfish. She stormed away, only to halt and wheel around, her tone stiff with restrained anger, “Orion, aren’t you coming?!”

Orion hesitated, lifting his foot.

Out of an evil urge, I just wanted to go against her at the moment: “Orion, you promised your time to me, remember?”

Orion glared at me, but I didn’t care. All I cared about right now was what it sounded like to Hannah, and from the much heavier steps of her as she stormed away, she heard it exactly how I wanted her to.

Beta Grant took off, too, touching the corner of his forehead with two fingers as a goodbye gesture: “Miss.”

I wanted to ask him about that “him”. About why he saved me, and on whose order. But I came here for Leo, and I wasn’t sure if I could get Orion to do it again. I had to watch Beta Grant leave, along with the answers to my millions of questions.

Orion rolled his eyes at his affectation. Pretty sure I heard an amused laugh from Beta Grant, though it was light as a feather.

“You don’t want anything to do with him. He is just a filthy watchdog,” Orion growled under his breath, his eyes locked on Beta Grant’s back viciously, “He served his master too long to remember his place!”

There must be some personal feud between him and Beta Grant. I knew that look on Orion’s face. He was never a gentle soul, but rather the type that would hold a grudge forever.

“What master?” I asked. That must be the “him”.

As if my question snapped him out of the zone, Orion pulled back his sight and just shook his head sullenly, “...no one that matters.”

His tensed muscle was saying the opposite.

He not only saw that “master” was an enemy, but he felt threatened.

Was that why I was told that “patrol” saved me, when I wanted to know where to send my gratitude after I woke up last week? Because he didn’t want to admit that his enemy saved his secret mate?

“Let’s go,” I dropped the subject, “Leo is waiting.”

“Wait here,” Orion waved his hand indifferently, “You don’t have the clearance to enter the manor. I’ll take Leo out and meet you here.”

I glanced at the two guards, who looked very much ready to throw me out if I tried to enter.

I had to nod and watched Orion disappear out of my sight.

But I was not going to wait. I walked along the road to put some distance between the guards and me before I went off the road and around the manor’s high wall.

I needed to find a weak spot. A hole, or a lower point, to sneak in. I had to keep an eye on Orion.

Orion was drunk with power. He enjoyed the look people gave him for the “Alpha’s son”. His table in the clubs with his “elite friends” was always the loudest. He liked pulling the rank, even at the Lady’s place, over Omegas that everyone could pull a rank on.

If he could show his power of deciding the fate of Leo, he would. But he asked me to wait. I couldn’t shake off the suspicion that he just wanted to pass some time in the manor before telling me he couldn’t do anything on such short notice.

Since when did my trust of him run out?

Closing my eyes for a moment to swallow the bitter taste in my throat, I proceeded sneakily under the high wall, the perfectly built, smooth, stern wall that obviously has been taken good care of. If the Alpha House was that easy to breach, then so would the safety of the Alpha.

I didn’t find any weak point, but I found a small door with only one guard, lazily leaning against the wall, more like a punk on the street than a respected officer.

He was not paying any attention to me, even as I approached closer. Unlike any guard I know. He didn’t seem to take his job seriously, but rather just existed here because he had no other choice.

Still, he looked too dangerous to mess up with.

“Hello,” I stopped by the door, asking him instead of betting on the dangerous luck, “Can I enter the manor?”

He finally raised his eyelids and shot me a look: “You don’t know whether you can...or not?”

He was super weird!

I turned to push the door, but he suddenly lifted a leg and kicked the iron door, pushing it just out of my reach with a huge “bang”.

I flinched back.

He might be the weirdest guard as it comes, but still, he was dangerous enough to be a guard.

Time for Plan B.

“You see, Beta Grant sent me for a chore,” I put on a timid smile, “But he doesn’t want too much attention to it...”

The guard smirked lazily, “The manor would be filled with assassins if I accept such a lousy excuse, little girl.”

“Of course, I understand,” I nodded with confidence, handing over a clean handkerchief, “He gave me this for proof.”

I sprained my ankle in the storm, and this handkerchief was tied around it for support. If it really was Beta Grant who saved me, then this should work.

The weird guard’s eye lit up for a split second. He trailed his eyes up and down my body, his lips curved into an amused smirk, his voice drawling, “Did he now...?”

I maintained my calm mask, failing to control my thumping heart. If he got any closer, he might even hear it drumming in my chest cage. But the handkerchief was real. There was no leaking point in my lie.

“Sure,” The weird guard nodded lightly, “...then you won’t mind me checking with him, do you?”

Wait, how?!

Before I could even answer, the guard’s eyes were already glowing red. He was mind linking!

A guard? How dare he just mind link a high rank like this?! Back up. How did he even have the clearance to mind-link a Beta?! He was above Gamma?!

Shit.