chapter 44

KAELION POV

I could not help but think Seliora was right.

I needed to be discreet until I got to the root of the issue.

The plan was simple: All I needed to do was visit the Blood Moon Pack and try my very best to locate the man in the drawing.

Then, I would subdue him and take him into my car.

I knew the plan sounded easy but it was going to be hard to fight a man and take him in his own home and pack.

Walking into my room, I lay down on the bed and stared at the ceiling blankly, and thought about the night I had.

From Seliora seeing me in my frightened state due to my fear of enclosed spaces to calling her Misha, it was a whole lot.

I also recalled how I couldn't stop touching her face.

“That can never happen again,” I said to myself.

Having anything to do with Seliora or harbouring any feelings for her or whatever this was would be a betrayal of my pack.

Afterwards, I stood up from the bed and took a long shower. I then walked out of the room and made my way to the dining table.

“Good morning,” I muttered to Jackson who was already having his breakfast.

“Good morning, it seemed like you had a long night,” He replied with a straight face while I sat down and started to serve myself.

“Yes,” I responded, taking a bite of my food.

“What were you up to?” He asked, still maintaining his gaze.

I wanted to tell Jackson all about the drawing and what Lexi had told Seliora before she died but I knew I should not just yet until I was sure what exactly this was.

It just sounded unreal that one of the blood moon pack members happened to be in my pack on the day Seliora’s father attacked us.

“Nothing much,” I simply muttered, pouring myself some juice.

“I talked to Seliora earlier, Kaelion. I know you were both at the Library overnight. Why would you take her to a place filled with our pack history and files?” He asked in a low tone.

“I know how it sounds but you have to know I am doing all this for the pack,” I stated.

It was rare to see Jackson so upset but he was.

He kept digging his fork into his food while staring at me.

“I promise I will tell you all about this when I return from my trip,” I muttered.

“You are going on a trip?” He asked, dropping the fork which made a loud clang on the plate.

“Yes but I am going to be back soon, I need you to look after the pack till then,” I answered.

“Do not tell me you are going with Seliora,” He uttered, standing up.

“It's important, I have to take her,” I said.

“She is going to be the end of you, Kaelion, and the end of this pack you have been trying so hard to protect,” He said angrily before walking away.

I was doing this for the best.

If I had told Jackson why I was going on this trip, he wouldn’t have let me go on my own. I needed him to stay here with the pack to protect them.

Maybe, just maybe if one of us were home on the day of the attack, things would be different.

I continued my food and after I was done, I returned to my office.

I had a lot to do. I could not just step into a dangerous pack unprepared.

I needed a solid plan and a backup plan if my plan should fail.

After spending the whole day in my office, I came up with something and decided to go get some rest.

I walked out of the office and made my way into my room. The trip to the Blood moon pack was a six-hour journey, I needed to pack a few essential things I might need on the way including weapons to defend myself should things go south.

In no time, I finished packing and placed the small bag in the corner of my bed.

I still had no idea if taking Seliora with me was a good plan but maybe she needed this.

After I find the man in the picture, I was going to make him confess why he was here on the day it the attack. I was pretty sure he was her father's alliance.

“But why?” I thought to myself.

I could not understand why Seliora’s father would go all the way to the blood moon pack for an alliance.

I continued to go over the situation again and again but soon drifted off to sleep.

The sound of my alarm woke me up the next morning.

I slowly walked out of bed and instantly started to get ready for the day.

Just as I finished putting on a black leather jacket to pull my whole look together, I heard a knock on the door.

I walked over and opened it up.

“Jackson,” I muttered, in surprise.

“Look, I am sorry about yesterday. I know how much you love this pack and how you would do anything to protect it. I just do not trust her, you also can not,” Jackson said, walking in.

“I don't, Jackson but this is important but I need you to stay here and look after the pack,” I responded, pulling him in for a hug.

“Here,” Jackson said, breaking the hug after a while. “The maids found your phone in the Library and I fixed it for you.”

“Thanks man,” I muttered, taking it from him.

“Please call me if anything at all comes up,” Jackson said, making his way towards the door.

“I will,” I responded with a smile.

“About Seliora’s father, he is ill. The death of his pack and his missing daughter must have gotten to him,” Jackson said, looking back at me before finally walking out.