I motioned toward one of my enforcers. "Get her down and do as I promised. Prepare her body. Find out if she has any family who wants her remains. If not, we'll include her in our mourning ceremony." Not a ceremony I was looking forward to. Many of our wolves also perished in the battle. I hated losing any Wolf, but the events of today needed to happen.
I waited until they removed her body from the room. And then focused on the remaining two men. The taller one had dirty blonde hair and glared at me in the same fashion as the female had. But he didn't have that rare special spark of loyalty she had. Still, he would be the more difficult one between the two to break.
Getting right in his face, I made sure he paid attention and fully understood my words. "I'll give you one chance-and one chance only-to tell me what I want to know. How can I find her? Where would she go? She couldn't have just disappeared. I have wolves combing through the woods, and there's no trace of her. Surely, a juvenile shewolf couldn't evade seasoned enforcers without a plan and assistance. So what was it?"
His eyes glanced over at the newly empty chains where the dead female had hung. His body shuddered hard, and then he returned his gaze to me, glaring hatefully. He spat on my face. "Go to hell!"
I nodded. So that's how it was going to be. Okay. He couldn't say I didn't warn him. I slowly wiped the spittle from my cheek with my sleeve and extracted a lovely eight-inch blade from the holster on my hip. The razor-sharp steel could cut through flesh like it was butter. His body tensed as he readied himself for whatever I threw at him next.
I chuckled darkly. No amount of preparation would ready him for what I was going to do.
It had already been a long day. I was tired and wanted to wrap this up sooner rather than later. And there was one part of the anatomy that spoke much more significantly to males than any other.
Without any word of warning, I grabbed his cock and sliced it off at the root.
His howl was deafening.
Blood gushed from the wound. I nodded over my shoulder to the healer I knew was waiting. The healer stepped forward and applied a patch that would keep the male from bleeding out until I finished.
I glanced at the third man. His mouth hung open in horror.
Oh yes, he would be ripe for the picking by the time I finished.
Kneeling down to get better positioning for my next task, I glanced to an enforcer on my right.
"Grab his knee and lift," I instructed calmly as if I was telling him something so mundane as to 'open the door' and not emasculating a man.Even my men squirmed and blanched. A few cleared their throats, working to keep their dinners in their stomachs and not spewed out onto the cold cement floor. They were always queasy when the torture moved to a man's groin-which was exactly why I did it. To keep them all in line. I wanted them to never forget what I was capable of. To never even entertain the mere thought of trying to fuck me over.
The man was now writhing in pain and shrieked, "Safehouse!" Tears streamed down his cheeks. He gulped air, but not enough to steady the erratic pace of his heart.
"She...she would have gone there!"
I sliced into the top of his scrotum. "Where is the safe house located?"
"I don't know!" He screamed shrilly. His body convulsed. Blood poured from between his legs.
I sighed. He was telling me the truth. It was time to move on to the next one.
With a snap of my wrist, I completed the task. His severed ballsac fell to the ground. The healer wouldn't intervene this time. The male would bleed out in minutes. His body jerked as he lost consciousness, chin falling to his chest. A few more twitches and he slumped against the stocks holding him. Nothing, no movement at all, just deadweight.I stood to my feet and wiped the blade on my dark cargo pants. Oh well, I was going to discard the garment anyway. Stepping in front of the last male, I drawled "Do I need to repeat the question?"
I had no doubt he was more than willing to talk. Hopefully, he knew something. It would be unfortunate for him if he didn't.
"N-no..." he stuttered, shaking almost as if violently as the other one. "The s-safehouse is a m-mile north." He panted, trying to catch his breath.I waited patiently.
"There is a t-tunnel...that leads from the Alpha's kitchen."
Oh! Now it all made sense. That was why I couldn't follow her scent, and why my wolves hadn't been able to track her in the forest. I smiled. Clever little mouse. She had dropped underground.
But not clever enough. She belonged to me.
And no matter what it took, I would find her.
Hopefully, the fire had died out. I didn't relish the idea of digging through piles of rubble to locate the entrance to the tunnel.
After a few more questions and answers, I had everything I needed. Perfect. I grunted to Dagger, "Finish him, quickly, and get ready to go."
A few hours later, we found the safehouse.
I'd hoped to catch her unaware.
I was disappointed. She wasn't there.
My nostrils flared, taking in the scents in the air. Sweet but also a little exotic, orchid, jasmine, and cinnamon. I inhaled deeply, shuddering, as I let out the breath. My Wolf was anxious, pacing in my head.
As I looked around at the underground bunker, I had to admit, the Alpha's plan was well thought out. Perfectly hidden in a part of the mountain I never would have suspected.
Abruptly, my Beta, Everard, swore, "Shit!"
Damn it! What now?
He called over his shoulder, "You're not going to like this."
I made my way through the mass of wolves, digging for clues in every corner. When I reached Ever, I looked over his shoulder. He was kneeling next to an open-latched door, revealing a large compartment under the floor.He'd already dumped out one of the large black bags, hidden inside, and scattered the contents on the rough-hewn wooden floorboards. There were the usual items, food, clothing. And cash. A hell of a lot of cash.
Enough to keep someone hidden and flush for an extended period of time.
My irritation flared higher. No, this wasn't looking good.
But that wasn't what he was holding in his hand, examining so intently.
He was holding identification, driver's license, social security card, and even a birth certificate. I peered at the photo on the driver's license. Ironically enough, it was the woman I had just killed.Before he died, the third Wolf confirmed the deceased shewolf's name so we could try to find her family. She'd been the Beta's mate. The problem was, her name didn't match the name on the documents in front of me.
That could only mean one thing.
The bug-out bags weren't random or interchangeable. Each had been prepared for a specific Wolf and held a fake identity, a fresh start.
I was no longer looking for Hycinth Diamonte. And fuck me sideways, I didn't know who I was looking for now. I had no idea what identity she was using.
"These are really good," Ever muttered, turning the driver's license over and examining the quality of the fake. He held it up to the light. "It even has the hologram."
Fucking fantastic.
He dropped the document onto the pile of items and looked back down into the hole. "She's not alone. There's enough room to indicate two bags are missing."
"I know," I growled through my teeth. "A male."
I'd caught his scent-their combined scent-when I'd come in the room. My Wolf tremored hard inside, raging against my skin confines. He wanted to get out. I pushed him back.
I straightened my spine. Okay. If it was a game the little mouse wanted to play, I was all for it.
Let's play.
It had been a week, maybe more than a week. I couldn't tell. I lost track of time long ago and I couldn't even remember exactly when. I had been clueless and reckless.I took in a deep breath and stepped down the stairs after a long morning of being in bed. My gaze lashed left and right, staring at the big empty foyer in front of me.The house was lit dim, barely any lights were on except for the ones near to the door. I twisted my neck all the way around to glance at the kitchen while wondering if there was someone. But to my terrible luck, there was no one inside nor could I sense anyone. The house was dull, boring and quiet.Gwen had left the grounds along with most of the security and the other maids that worked here. There was no one left in this house except for me and sometimes, Leander would pass by, ensuring I was doing alright.I could tell why this was all happening, why he was torturing me.There was this one that I had escaped, left the house with informing anyone and tha
My heart lurched and I fell on the ground while holding my stomach. It was there, it was finally here-the hunger I had been dreading from. The bag was beside me, filled with blood bags, waiting for me to grab it and relish it but I feared it wouldn't be enough.I gritted my teeth and clawed my fingernails across the mattress, tearing through the lining as the urge increased. My head throbbed in never -ending pain and my throat closed up. I had stopped bleeding from my nose and throat but the blood loss was making me go manic. My vision blurred and I growled in anger. Rather than feeling any pain or sadness, I felt rage, anguish-most of it all directed at Sydney as she was the one that had poisoned me.After going through a war with my self, I gave up and grabbed onto the bag. The bag fell and dragged across the floor before I unzipped it and took a blood bag out of it. It wasn't warm, it wasn't what I needed but I had to take it.Without another thought, I bit down on the bag, hard en
Time passed by slowly. The bleeding stopped momentarily but returned soon. Instead of blood spilling from my nose, it began choking out of my throat and I ran to the bathroom everytime I felt it build up. The sink was flooded with my blood, clots of it. I felt it all drain out of me.My skin changed colors, it turned into pale and I couldn't recognize myself anymore. Without blood, I felt colder and began shivering soon."You cannot cancel the dinner," I spoke with Leander and he tried his best to change my mind and to tune my thoughts elsewhere. "You have to go.""I'm not going to go without you. I'll reschedule for another day. And I'm not going to leave you alone." He whispered, pressing his hands against mine. My fingers trembled under his touch and I blew out a sharp, cold breath. "You'll be fine.""I feel like I'm dying." I buried myself in layers of blankets that were in the house. The cold was unbearable. But surprisingly, after all the blood I had lost, I still didn't feel in
Something had changed."I don't care. It's not that fucking late to get it out. What the fuck do you have a degree for? Don't you do this all the time?" A voice roared in my head, Leander's voice. It was full of tension and worry.I peeled my eyes open and stared at the window in front of me. It showed the backyard of the house. From there, I understood I was in Leander's bedroom. Everything came to me in a rush and sweat collected around my forehead before my pulse quickened and I rose up from the bed."It's already too late..-" The man in the white suit, the doctor, stopped speaking when his eyes fell upon me.Leander spun around and saw me, "Hycinth." He called out my name and rushed me in such a hurry I had never seen before. "Are you okay?" He asked, curling his hands around mine."No," I shook my head as I became furthermore aware of what had happened. "She poisoned. Oh," I breathed out. "Leander, she -she poisoned me." My eyes teared and I lost control of myself entirely."It's
I waved at Leander as he got inside the car to go handle a few pack matters. There was a group of rogues seen nearby the border and he went to question them along with a few other wolves under him. I stayed at home during the next day, pondering and having some chai latte whilst Gwen was making dinner. The night had passed by with ease. I slept in his embrace, forgetting all of my worries. When the morning sun shone, I turned over a new leaf and decided to not listen anything from Sydney anymore. Whatever she spat out, it was bullshit and I truly needed to stop listening to her."Don't you feel bored here? I mean, Gwen, you cook all day and light." I said, hands underneath my chin while my shoes were knocking against the table's leg. I had found boredom finding its way to me after leander had left. There was nothing more to fight with him about.We had invited Grayson, the Alpha of the Goldridge Pack and his mate, Claudia over for dinner and Gwen was preparing exactly that. They had c
My body was on fire and it burned through me when Leander pushed me over the bed. I curled my legs around his torso, sealing him, as if I needed to do that. I raced my hands over his back, feeling every inch of him while he deepened the kiss.It wasn't just about sex- it was more than that. It was ensuring that Leander was going to be with me forever and the only way possible was for me to let him in, to let him take me whenever he wanted to, to let him fuck him. I was his mate, he had marked me and l didn't want to loose him.I squirmed underneath him, rubbing my legs and arms all over him as warmth filled me up till the core. The feelings came by itself, it didn't need to be forced. It was always there, buried deep inside.He drew my lower lip into his mouth and bit down hard till I moaned loudly. Chuckling, he pulled away from me and that's when I saw his face. His eyes, brimming with lust and desire not for the first time.I ran my tongue over my lip and rose my arms as he reached