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“You think it’s another Hybrid or a vampire?”she asks curiously.
I shake my head.“No, more likely he bled to death.I am the only Hybrid, and as for vampires, I am yet to meet one or hear about one.”
Kyrio pulls away and then drives.
“Neither have I,” Kyrio tells her.“Last I heard, they were extinct.”
Emery nods, sitting back in the seat when she spots the field.“Dion, they’re still running,” Emery whimpers.I peer over my shoulder at her.
“Punishments aren’t supposed to be fun.They were given a choice.”
Emery glares at me.“Let me guess, run however many laps or death.”
“That sounds about right,” I admit, ignoring the gasp that leaves her.
The storm’s relentless downpour batters against the windshield, blurring our view of the road ahead.The wipers struggle to keep up, their frantic rhythm an echo of my own racing heart.Emery shifts in her seat beside me, her fingers drumming nervously on the armrest between us.
Chapter 31
It feels good to be away from the packhouse.Finally, I feellike I can breathe.For the most part, I remain quiet, watching out the window at the passing scenery.It rains the entire drive, and only when we pull into the gated community do I sit and pay attention to what is going on.Dion and Kyrio unclip their seatbelts, and I am about to do the same when Dion looks over his shoulder at me.“Stay here.We won’t be long,” he tells me, and I sigh but sit back in my seat.
I watch from the car, anxiety twisting my insides as Dion and Kyrio venture into Alpha Farren’s packhouse.The area is unsettling quiet, the kind of silence that feels like a weight pressing down on your chest.Trees sway gently in the breeze, but there’s no other movement, no life stirring in this place that should be buzzing with activity.
Glancing at the packhouse, I notice the door slightly ajar.My heart races when Dion and Kyrio disappear inside, and I’m left alone with my thoughts.Something feels off.Where are the investigators, the pack members?Surely, a suburb as packed as this.You’d see someone, but it’s like a ghost town.
I can’t shake the feeling that something is amiss.Iunderstand we aren’t just here for tea and coffee, but where is the pack?No one even met us at the borders.Where is the Beta, his warriors?I find it odd not one person is here to protect the packhouse despite it being empty.I strain my ears, hoping to catch any sound of life, but there’s only the distant chirping of birds.
Minutes tick by slowly, each second stretching out endlessly.Finally, I open the car door.Dion and Kyrio have been gone for at least twenty minutes, and waiting is torture.
Heading toward the door, the wooden porch surrounding the packhouse creaks under my feet, and with the door still open, I step inside.“Dion?”I call out but get no answer.I wander around the foyer area and stare at the pictures on the wall.Mostly, they are of previous Alpha’s and Luna’s.But the more I wander through the house, the stranger it gets when I hear Dion and Kyrio down the hall.I follow the sounds of their voices, stopping in the doorway of what appears to be an office.
“I told you to wait in the car,” Dion growls, turning around to look at me.I bite my lip and nod once, about to turn around when his arms slip around my waist, making me jump at how fast he can move and silently.He was across the other side of the room when I walked in, and I hadn’t even turned around before his hands were on me.“I’m not mad,” he purrs against my neck, and I peer over my shoulder at him.
“We were expecting it to look like a bloodbath in here; I didn’t want you to see that,” he tells me.My brows furrow because, coming in here, nothing looks out of place at all.
“A bloodbath?”I ask him.
“Yes, all reports said the two Alphas fought, but it doesn’t even look like there was a struggle,” Kyrio tells me.
“Maybe somewhere else?”I suggest.Dion lets me go but shakes his head as he searches through the desk drawers.“Are you allowed to do that?”I ask him.
“No, we shouldn’t even be here, but Elder Eric is aware of me coming here.He believes it has something to do with some of the council members, but being part of the council, if he camehere, it would have him questioned.”
“You think the council is behind it?”I ask, and he nods, setting some papers on the desk.
“Yes, I know they are.Too much doesn’t add up.Also, there were reports that Alpha Callum never returned after retrieving his daughter.That there was a fight at the entrance of the pack territory when Alpha Callum’s pack invaded, but once he retrieved his daughter, he left,” Dion states.Stepping closer to the desk, I pick up the wad of paper he placed down when a few fall at my feet.Picking them up, I find they are photographs.Dion tries to snatch them from me, but I pull away.
“Why…?”confusion washes over me.
“How did he get these?”I ask Dion, looking at him.They are pictures of my father at the warehouse by the harbor—more of him in the packhouse.One of them has my mother in them as she and my father speak with a man who has his back to us.
“This is my house,” I tell Dion, and his eyes dart to Kyrio behind me.
Dion sighs and nods.“I told you I am not a liar, Emery.Trinity took those when she was gathering evidence.Alpha Farren was helping me investigate your father,” he tells me.
“But Trinity never left the house,” I state, yet the moment I do, I remember the countless times she was punished for sneaking out.
“I look at the warehouse picture, and despite my father and mother smiling in it and what appears to be them laughing while they talk to their warriors, I notice something else.I scan the image to the background to see women.Their faces are blurry, but you can’t hide the chains around their ankles, the bruises on their bodies, or their state of undress.
