“You are not staying in the car, I want you at my side,” Dion tells me.I nod climbing out of the car with them and he grabs my hand.Once again, we find the place eerily quiet.Even once inside the morgue, I can’t shake off the chill that’s crawled under my skin.Kyrio seems just as unsettled, his eyes flickering around nervously.We pass no one as we walk the dimly lit halls.Dion’s posture is rigid, his face set in a hard line, and I can tell he’s deeply troubled.
“What did you find?”I finally ask, my voice quivering slightly.
Dion doesn’t answer immediately.He pauses, deep in thought, his jaw clenched.
The morgue attendant approaches us hesitantly, his hands visibly trembling.“Alpha Dion—” he stutters.
“You need not fear me, Allan,” Dion tells him and the man visibly relaxes when Kyrio speaks.
“Where is everyone?”he asks.
“The pack?”the man replies, leading us into the huge room full of what appear at first to be lockers.
“You’re the first person we’ve seen,” Kyrio answers.The man nods moving toward the steel lockers.Gripping the handle, he pulls it out, revealing a body covered by a sheet.
“The council took most in for questioning, some have returned, but they’ve said nothing to me.I’ve left them be.I can tell they’re scared,” he answers.
“Scared?”Dion asks.
“Yes, because they know all this fuss over a war that never happened.They know the council is trying to cover it up,” he admits.
“So they know it wasn’t Alpha Callum?”he nods, grabbing his note board and checking the tag on the foot of whoever is under the sheet.
“The two men who found his body also haven’t returned from the council’s questioning.”
“Who are they?”Dion asks.
“Farren’s Beta and Gamma,” he says, giving Dion a look that seems to say something I can’t decipher.Yet, Dion’s grip on my hand tightens slightly.
I step cautiously closer, and my heart sinks when Allen pulls the sheet off Alpha Farren’s body.I scrutinize the body, my gaze fixating on the unmistakable puncture marks on his neck.It’s a clear signature of a vampire.Dion turns to the attendant, his eyes narrowing.
“Vampire,” he states, watching as the attendant shudders, his fear palpable in the stale air of the morgue.
“Yes, Alpha Dion,” he stammers.“The council...they didn’t want to cause a panic.They instructed me to list the cause of death as blood loss from a challenge.”
“But there was no challenge, was there?”I press, my instincts on high alert.The man’s nervous glance only confirms his fear also.
“No, Alpha.And Alpha Callum is innocent; he left with his daughter that night and never came back.The council took all the CCTV footage, too.”His voice is barely above a whisper, but the implications of his words echo loudly in my mind.
“And you were supposed to cremate the body?”Dion asks, his voice low but carrying an edge of authority that demands truth.
“Yes,” the attendant admits, his eyes darting around the room.“They knew you were coming today and were worried you would inform other packs about a vampire attack.Once you leave, I will be putting it in the incinerator.If they find out yousaw the body, I fear the repercussions.I actually thought when I spoke to Kyrio it was a set-up.”
Dion clenches my hand making me jump and his grip instantly loosens as he gives me an apologetic look.The council’s deceit, their manipulation… it’s all becoming crystal clear.They’re covering up the presence of a vampire, and now, they’re trying to bury the evidence, but why?Sure it would cause panic, but isn’t it better for everyone to be on the lookout than be blindsided when their pack is attacked.
“Thank you for your honesty,” Dion says, his tone icy.
“This information stays between us.If the council finds out you’ve spoken to me, it won’t end well for me,” Allan states.
“We think we may have been seen at Alpha Farren’s pack house.”The man stiffens, and nods stiffly.“If you need protection, you are more than welcome to come back with us.”
The man sucks in a breath.
“I can’t do that; my sister is here.I can’t leave until I know she has been returned by the council,” he tells us, and Dion glances at Kyrio.
Dion tells him to call him if he changes his mind, and that he and his sister are welcome to stay at his pack before we leave.
“Alpha Farren...he was killed by a vampire,” he says, his voice edged with a mix of fear and anger.