Chapter 6

Alpha's Chase's Pov 

"The girl, the halfling, I don't know where she is," he managed to say and I groaned in frustration.

"Ryan, what are you doing here?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm.

"I heard about the halfling," he replied, stepping out of the shadows. "I came to offer my help."

I raised an eyebrow in surprise. Ryan had lost the Alpha title to me a few years ago, and he'd never been one to offer help without expecting something in return.

"What's the catch?" I asked suspiciously.

"No catch," Ryan said, holding up his hands in a gesture of innocence. "I just want to help. The halfling is important to our pack, and we need to find out what happened to her."

I hesitated for a moment, considering his offer. Ryan and I had never gotten along, but if he was telling the truth and wanted to help, I couldn't afford to turn him away.

"Fine," I said finally. "But don't expect me to trust you completely."

Ryan nodded, and we set off to find out what had happened to the halfling. As we walked, I couldn't help but wonder if Ryan was hiding something. But for now, I had to focus on the task at hand and figure out what had happened to the halfling before it was too late.

We made our way to the elevator and I pressed the button for the second floor, where her room was located, immediately. 

As the elevator doors opened, we stepped out onto the second floor and quickly made our way to the halfling's room. When we arrived, we found her room scattered. Her clothes were everywhere, torn. 

Her belongings shattered and destroyed like a wild animal broke in. I looked over at Simon who was waiting for me, still confused about what happened to this room.

"Where is she? Who did this?" I asked him, angrily. 

With his head low, he answered, "Alpha, when I arrived at the room. It was all like this."

"Who the hell is her roommate?" I demanded again. 

"Her roommate finally changed to her wolf and was immediately transferred to the warriors. I do not think she was behind this since she should have left," he said truthfully.

I frowned, trying to make sense of the situation. It didn't add up. If the halfling's roommates were sent to the warrior's location, then who could have done this?

"Did anyone else have access to this room?" I asked Simon.

"No, Alpha," he replied. "Only the halfling had a key to this room."

I rubbed my temples, feeling a headache coming on. This was a complete mess, and I didn't know where to start.

"Simon, we need to investigate this further," I said, turning to my brother. "We need to find out who did this and why."

Simon nodded in agreement, and we began to search the room more thoroughly. As we searched, I couldn't help but think that this was more than just a random attack. Someone had a motive for doing this, and I needed to find out who.

"Who would want to end her life more than I do?" I thought to myself.

My brain was thinking of what to do when I suddenly yelled out in frustration, "Arghhh, where on earth could she be?"

As if the heavens felt my anger, a storm began, hitting the windows of the room with a loud bang, causing everyone standing with me to jump. It was as if the universe was trying to tell me something.

That's when I noticed and I walked over to the window. I saw the way the leaves were swirling in the wind, and I knew that we had to move quickly if I wanted to save the halfling.

"We don't have much time," I said to Ryan and Simon. "We need to act fast." 

I ordered them to search everywhere for the bullied halfling, but they all brought back the same response. They couldn't find her. 

We searched the and the surrounding areas, but there was no sign of the halfling. The storm outside was getting worse, and I knew we had to find her before it was too late.

As we continued our search, I noticed the door to the backyard was locked and I found it unusual. Something about it caught my attention, and I had a feeling that the halfling was somewhere around there.

"Who locked this?” I demanded, my voice thundering through the whole house, and they all fell to their knees from the impact.

Ryan and Simon quickly stepped forward, shaking their heads in confusion. "We don't know," Ryan said. "We didn't even know it was locked until you pointed it out."

I frowned, suspicious of the situation. "Well, someone must have locked it," I said firmly. "And I have a feeling that whoever did it knows something about the halfling's disappearance."

I turned to the others. "Search the house," I ordered. "I want everyone to report back to me with anything they find that might be related to the halfling."

As the pack members scattered to search the house, I made my way outside to the backyard.

With a loud snap, the lock broke, and I went out into the rain.

I stood there, my eyes scanning the vast back, for something or a clue that would lead me to the halfling, but I saw nothing. I was about to leave when I saw a frame, huddled in the corner, her small body shaking with fear and cold from the storm. 

I rushed over to the frame, crouching down beside her. "Are you okay?" I asked, my voice filled with concern.

The lady nodded, her teeth chattering. "I'm just cold," she said, her voice barely above a whisper with pale skin. She wasn't the halfling I was looking for, but the lady who spilled the coffee on my shirt. 

With a chuckle, I carried her in my arms so she could enter the pack house. But when I carried her, I noticed her breathing was light and her lips became pale like she had been poisoned. 

As I walked into the pack house I mind-linked Simon, "Get me the doctor now!”

I could feel the tension rising in the pack house as I waited for Simon to bring the doctor. All eyes were on the woman in my arms, and I knew that something was seriously wrong.

Finally, Simon arrived with the doctor, who immediately rushed over to examine the woman.  

"You have found the halfling?" Simon asked with relief and I looked at him surprised.

"She's the halfling?" I asked and he nodded. 

A smile formed on my face and I stared at her, but it quickly turned into a frown. "Who dared to hurt her? If there's anyone who has the right to hurt this girl, it's me!” I thought to myself and the room became silent as my pack members looked at me with a mix of concern and fear.

As the doctor checked her over, his expression grew more and more grave.

"What's wrong with her?" I asked, anger evident in my voice.

The doctor looked up at me, his face somber. "I'm afraid she's been poisoned," he said. "And it's a deadly poison. We need to act fast if we're going to save her, but I fear it is too late."