Chapter 2

Thank the goddess we can't get drunk easily.  Otherwise, Dane and I would be 3 sheets to the wind. Whiskey is gone Tequila is out. No salt or lemon, just drinking it like it's a sipping liquor. 

The door slams open. I look up, a see the cutest dimples ever. " Unkey Mark. I missed you!" Screamed my 4-year-old niece, as she jumped into my arms. 

"Sweetie, I told you could see uncle Mark again after Daddy's done! " Said Luna Marquee. “Alpha Mark will be here for a while, let’s go bug Stasia. " 

I set her down, and she ran out of the office. Followed by her mom. Kind of needed a little sunshine right now, and that little one is a 100 watts per sunshine! 

"So, file #3?" I said after the office door was closed again. Back to the storm at hand. I needed to stop my day drinking, for now at least. 

"Notes on how these incidents, for lack of a better word, are connected. What packs need to look for, and blood samples needed. A battle plan started, and training to help packs battle such attacks. “Dane stated. " Honestly, it’s a start. We need to capture one of them, or they need to leave some fucking evidence, that will lead to them. " 

I took ahold of file #3. Flipping through the notes.  Canon’s handwriting on the some of the notes. Sticky notes here and there are attached. Female handwriting, all the lops, legible and shit.  

"Female analyst? " Ribbing him.  It's not that Alpha Dane doesn't think a female can do the job. It’s just that he always stated men can do it better. 

"Not really an analyst. Canon had started seeing the connections before his death. As far a female, well she put this together in less than a week. Canon was talking to her daily, going over everything. Plus, she figured out the one bullet thing when no one could. The night she came after Canon was murdered. She is the one that asked about silver... " stated Dane matter of factually. 

"Ok. Tell me how one bullet, and so little silver kills a werewolf?  Even with wolf's bane in their system they shouldn't have died."  

"Fragmented bullets." Said Dane." Coated in cheap silver and concentrated wolf's bane.  Fragment bullets send fragments of the bullet throughout the area it hits. Spending silver as it goes..." 

"So, they bleed out in a lot of areas quickly and painfully, and the wolf’s bane would stop any type of healing" once again fuck me. "Battle plains are incomplete.  Looks like it just how to protect from, actually I should say during the pack attacks." 

"That's where she saw the greatest weakness. Way too many flaws, in pack security for our pups, and she-wolves. The attacks were orchestrated almost identically each time. Like each bunker was opened by the pups inside. They thought they were opening the door for an omega in the pack. " said Dane. 

"They opened the door. " I put my head in my hands, and rubbing my hands though my hair. My long day, just turned longer. I mind l**k my Bata Asher to inform our pack, and heighten the security in our area. " What do you need from me? Name it, bro."

"Look, only the pups take her seriously about the training suggestions.  Of course, their training seems fun. But getting these Alphas to understand the seriousness of this, they just won't" stated Dane, as he turned the page, drawing my attention to training for the battle plan. 

Training was focused on the female pack members, and female assailants. I can see why this would be an issue with some packs.  Female warriors, or training females to fight is unheard of in some packs. They view it as weakness. Generally speaking, if a female isn't attacking, rouge or not, most packs won't touch them. They are viewed as weaker. To be truthful they are, but only in strength. Personally, I have learned never to underestimate the fairer sex, though. 

"Stasia pointed out the 4 rouge females past the warriors unnoticed. They were the ones that killed Luna Sara. It was a female "omega" that the pups opened the door for.  In every pack attack rouge female wolves went past the warriors, pretending to be in distress in one form or another. Look at the fucking notes. Seriously, all the evidence points to the focus being on female pack member and the still they don't listen." Dane raised is voice and slammed his fist on the table, breaking it. Drinks all over the place. 

"Mark, she tested my pack. Even I failed.  And I am a fucking Marine!" Dane threw part of the table at the wall shattering it to small pieces.  

"How did she test you guys?" I asked sarcastically. 

"I am not telling. Let's see how you and your guys do!" A little smirk appeared on Dane's mouth. "Meet me at training grounds Delta in an hour and half. Grab 30 warriors Do not tell them anything I told you. Let's make this fair." 

I mind linked my Bata "Meet me with 30 of our best warriors to Alpha Dane's Delta training ground in one hour. " 

I get up from the couch and follow Dane down the hall, to the first-floor dining area.  I have date with little miss dimples.