The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 146

Val licks his lips, staring down at the ground as he swallows,

“The treaty between Duskfall and Nightwake was supposed to urge out Walker, but nothing happened, so we proceeded with the attack. We were under strict orders to erase everyone. To burn everything to the ground. No survivors. We thought it would be enough to get a response but I guess Nightwake wolves are crueler than we thought.”

There’s a glint of hatred in his eyes as he looks at me but I make sure to keep myself as impassive as I could even with my blood boiling.

“Who was the mole in Nightwake?”

Val flinches, eyes darting to the ground as he clenched his jaw. He looked reluctant to speak, so I look to Noah and nod.

Without another word, Noah grabs Fio by the neck. She whimpers, crying out loud enough for Val to turn to look at her. With a look of resignation he shuts his eyes tight,

“Gamma Chamberlain.”

My brows rise at the name. Gamma Chamberlain was a man of very little words. I hardly ever saw him outside of pack training grounds from when I lived there. He acted as if I didn’t exist, never once speaking to me and only spoke to my father, mother or sister. I knew he had a particular dislike toward me even if I was certain i did nothing to earn such a specified emotion.

“Why is he working for you? Was he always a mole?”

Val manages to shake his head weakly.

“No. Not at first….Xeneron approached him a few months before the attack… said he’d give Chamberlain the position of a high ranking wolf by his side if he helped him. He’d given him some supplements to nullify the pack bond. So that no one would catch onto him playing both sides.”

“If Xeneron wanted something in Nightwake, why not just attack Nightwake head on? You already have an insider, why not use him to take it?”

Val laughs bitterly as he leans against his chair. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“Xeneron is a crazy fucker. Crazy fuckers don’t want the easy way out. They want submission, to install fear. I don’t know exactly what it is he wants but whatever it is has to be damn well worth it if Nightwake is still keeping silence.”

Something he wants.

What could it be? Surely there wasn’t anything worth all this trouble for. Then again, Nightwake has its secrets. But what could possibly be so important?

Sighing, I look at Noah and gesture to the door. He nods, taking Fio by the shackles and leads her out to the other room.

“W–what will you do to her?”

Val asks, eyes looking between Isaac and I.

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I met his gaze but say nothing, much to his dismay. He’s still holding back on us.

Val looks pressed, unhappy with my avoidance of the question. His gaze drops to the floor. His hesitance and uncertainty dripping from his pores as he awkwardly shifted in his seat only to hiss from the silver nailed deep into his hand.

Finally, he cracks.

“He doesn’t know much about our plans… his role was to keep reporting back and forth about the happenings in Nightwake… he told Xeneron about the layout of Duskfall’s barriers and defense structures. ‘S how we got in… Chamberlain was the one to tell us about you being in Duskfall. Told us about you being Walker’s mate too… said only the higher ups knew ‘bout you and Walker’s bond….Xeneron thought maybe it would pressure them into acting by putting you in danger as a bonus but, of course not… We’d been trying to make them cooperate for months before but they didn’t care… fuckin‘ hell, they send you there knowing that. Not really a surprise seeing Walker didn’t value mates either, huh?”

I narrow my gaze at him. My wolf looking through my eyes as a window to puff out her disapproval. A low, rumbling snarl sounding from my clenched teeth.

Val hangs his head, shaking from submission purely out of instinct even when every fiber in his body was trying to fight it. Isaac tightens his hold around Val’s hair, tugging painfully hard so that Val as staring at the ceiling.

“You disrespect my Alpha again and I won’t hesitate to break every bone in your body.”

Val scowls. His face twisting in utter disgust as Isaac loosens his hold enough for Val to put out a wad of blood in his mouth onto the floor. Peeved and wholeheartedly enraged, my wolf paces around my head, every so often snapping her head to Val’s direction before deciding to take comfort in me. She whimpers, rubbing her nose against the barrier as thoughts of Lila flood into our mind.

Flashes of memories I can never relive bringing to life my will to get justice. Straightening up in my seat, I raise my head and wipe any lingering emotion off

“Are you planning to attack others?”

Val swallows. His throat painfully dry as he struggled to answer,

“I–I don’t know. Only Draxyn is involved with planning. I only follow orders.”

my face.

I purse my lips together. Draxyn. The man who tore into Lila’s body. The man serving directly under Xeneron and led the attack at Duskfall. The man who had a heavy price to pay.