Chapter 15

Maverick's POV

“Uhm… what do you want?” I managed to asked, after swallowing the invisibly large lump that was in my throat.

“So he talks?” She laughed, moving backwards.

“Yeah?” I shrugged, trying to remain calm, making sure my heart was still beating normally.

“You should be…” She was saying when Blue came out. She was wearing a blue soft linen gown that revealed a generous amount of cleaveage, and I could barely control myself.

“Ashley? Leave the boy alone!” She said, coming to save me.

“Ashley, nice meeting you again.” I said as Blue got right before me.

“What are you doing?” Blue intervened.

“Just speaking with the poor boy.” She chuckled, walking out on us.

“I'll see you tomorrow. Have fun with your husband.” She said, coming back to kiss Blue. It was just a lip smash, and she was gone.

I was looking thirstily the whole time, and I was just having memories of what had happened early that morning.

“So, how are you?” Blue faced me, before coming to hug me. I gladly hugged her back, but I had to use the laptop to cover the election that followed.

“I'm fine.” I shrugged, walking right behind her.

We made a quick stop in the living room, where she went to get me juice, and I could sit on the couch. I pressed a pillow against my loins just to make it less obvious.

“So, did you get anything from the video?” Blue asked. Kylie and a few other werewolves that looked like techies were standing around.

“Sadly, no.” I sighed, opening the laptop again.

I played the video, and I was marvelling at how well it was doctored while taking the glass of juice.

“You know, it's really so good because the maker most likely had people dress like them, and they had to find a place that looks like this in the original video, and then had to literally act like them when they were transporting whatever they were transporting, only difference was that, they were transporting drugs.” I said, and Blue was nodding, keeping her eyes on me.

I tried really hard not to even look at any part of her body, because of how hard it made me become.

“So, in essence what I'm saying is that everything is perfect including the rays of light hitting them.” I said, and they were all nodding. “They must have appropriately calculated the time of the day when you made it.”

“It's not all that dark.” Blue said, and I was taken aback. I had a level of realisation that those words wouldn't have provided ordinarily.

“Kylie, around what time we're you guys there?” I asked.

“What are you on to?” One of the tech guys around asked me.

“We were there at about 6PM in the evening, so we could still see properly.” Kylie said.

“Fuck!” I exclaimed. “That's it.”

I tried reducing the light shadows on my part but it wasn't working.

“We can try it on my laptop.” One of them said.

“How about you just do it? I'm not so experienced.” I said, handing over the flash drive to him.

“What exactly do you want to do?” He asked.

“They were there in the evening, but the guys that doctored it were probably there by noon, so if we can…”

“...reduce the lightening, we might get proof.” I said simultaneously with about five guys.

“Exactly!” I said.

“Fuck, how didn't we think of this?”

“That might actually work.” They were all handing out compliments indirectly.

Blue tapped me on the shoulder when everyone's eyes were fixated on the laptop.

“Good job.” She mouthed and I smiled.

I moved closer to her, and put my mouth to her ear.

“You can maybe send some guys to get the footage of that place, you might also be able to find them when they were actually making that if they didn't take everything.” I whispered, leaning backwards.

“Oh, okay.” She chuckled, rubbing the back of her neck gently with one of her hands.

“Oh fucking hell!” The guy on the laptop said.

“We fucking got it.” He said, and I chuckled.

We could all see their faces changed when the lightening was reduced.

“You're a life saver.” Blue said, hugging me. “Let's go.”

I followed behind her, and when we got into the room, she locked the door behind.

“So, how are you ?” She asked, and I chuckled nervously.

“I'm… erm… I'm fine.” I shrugged, “how are you?”

“Better now that we have solid proof, and now that some of the boys are out to get proper footage.” She said.

“But you didn't tell them.” I argued.

“I did, with a mind link.” She said, and I nodded, almost forgetting that they can do an endless amount of things that I can't relate to.

“Quick question, are vampires real also?” I asked, and she chuckled.

“I've not heard of any.” She replied. “So, you sent me a text that you have questions about Sasha?”

“Erm… yeah.” I nodded, bringing the file out of my bag.

I handed the picture to her, and she was literally scrutinizing it, fixing her gaze intently on it.

“So, what's the problem here?” She asked.

“Is it usual for werewolves to have dark circles? Because in my understanding of you guys, you're perfect, and need no skin care.” I said.

“Oh damn, I'm just noticing this. She actually does have.” Blue gasped.

“What causes it?” I asked.

“The only thing that can cause this is an immense amount of torture and a consistent round of sleepless nights.” Blue said.

“Torture can explain the bite marks on her hands, but the hickeys on her neck region?” I was thinking out loudly.

“Maybe she was deep into BDSM or some stuff like that.” Blue chuckled.

“That's a thought worth holding on to, but would it explain the dark circles? I don't think she should be having sleepless nights because of that.” I shrugged.

“Maverick,” Blue called, holding my hand. I looked at her, and my breath almost ceased, “werewolves go to extreme lengths with sex. We are very sexual beings, so there is really nothing that we can rule out here.”

“But is there a way you can find out if she reported anything to the police? Or even if anything was filed for her? Like a missing report or something? Just anything?”

“Okay, I'll check, but I think we should start looking elsewhere. Your next trial is coming up soon, and I think we should be ready for that.” She said, and u could absolutely agree with that.

“So, do you wanna maybe do something together?” Blue asked, and I was already getting ideas. Seeing her in that dress wanted me doing this I've never done.

Blue leaned in first, making it look like she was just trying to check something, and then my head followed suit, planning to take her in a kiss, when there was a knock on the door.

“What is it?” Blue raised her voice.

“Alpha Luca is here.” One of her omegas said, and the shift with Blue became very noticeable. She was suddenly so self aware.

“I'm com… coming.” she said, springing up from where she sat.

“How do I look?” She asked, and I chuckled nervously.

“Beautiful.” I said, and she smiled.

“Stay here. I just have to see Luca.”

“Oh okay.” I nodded as she waltzed out of the room, taking a deep breath before opening the door.

I walked to the window after staying in for a while, and I could see them holding hands.

It was like a dagger was dug into my chest, and the assailant was twisting it really well.

I shouldn't have let myself get into whatever is going on. I fell back to the couch, my place in her life. My place in this pack.

Stupid me.