The Wolf King's Luna

CHAPTER 54

DAMON.

"What the fuck happened here?"

"You have got to be kidding me!" I snarl as I whirl around to face Melissa.

"What did I do?" she snaps back.

"Can't you knock?" I demand.

"It's the front door! Of my house! Why the fuck would I knock?!"

"I think we interrupted a moment," Faye whispers to her.

Melissa then takes a good look at our presentation before her face screws up.

"Eeew. Come on! It is the living room, for fuck sakes. You have a bedroom!"

"And you don't knock on that either!" I shout back. "Do you have something against me?"

"Yes, your face!"

"We apologize Alpha," Faye speaks up before I can blow up. "We promise, from now on, we will knock on any door, public or private, before entering."

I stare at her in faux disappointment, her eyes are brimming with mirth. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

"This is funny to you too, isn't it? Come on, Cathy, let's leave the thugs to their devices," I say as I reach to pull Cathy up.

"What?! Hey, no no no," Mel exclaims. "Fine, we are sorry for barging in on you two, are we forgiven?"

I stall for a few seconds before nodding.

"Fine, apology accepted."

"Good. Can you tell us what happened here now?"

"That's true. Where were you two anyway?"

"Faye was meant to see her mate today, remember? I followed her. Now back to this. The whole place stinks. I thought it was just three Alphas that were here?" Mel asks.

"Hmm, yes. And thirteen others. Vance Sky, included."

"Excuse me?!"

"I beg your person?"

We all take our seats and then I brief them on everything that went down.

"Huh," Mel says

"Huh? Huh? That is all you can say?" I ask.

"I met with Lucas and asked him some questions. About his Alpha and pack. Turns out, Vance was not aware of the selective cleaning going on in his pack. When he found out, he had everyone involved killed."

"So, he was telling the truth, about wanting to follow a different path from his father," I remark.

"That doesn't mean we can forgive him though," Mel snaps. "He watched as people in his pack were abused. Did nothing to stop it and hell, he rejected his mate because he thought she was weak and chose her tormentor instead. He is still an asshole."

"Like I said, it's a complicated situation. We will continue to watch. In the meantime," I say as I stand up, Cathy with me. "Me and my mate are heading upstairs. Knock before you enter. Don't enter. Don't even come near the door."

Without a backward glance, I walk away.

SKYLIGHT PACK.

VANCE.

"Have the families come to confirm the bodies," I tell Cody as we alight from the car. "I don't want to be disturbed for the rest of the day."

I walk into the manor and to my room, before remembering something. With a sigh, I change directions to the room where Tammy Is being kept.

"Alpha," a wolf greets me as I turn the corner.

He is holding a canister, the one filled with the silver gas used to torture Tammy.

"That will no longer be necessary," I say as I walk past him.

"Yes, Alpha."

I unlock the doors and walk in, instantly spooking her to the point where she scrambles across the floor and uses a blanket to muffle her face.

Probably to hide from the gas.

I stare at her for a few seconds before speaking.

"You will not have to worry about the gas anymore, it will not be sprayed again."

She drops the blanket at the sound of my voice, eyes latched onto mine.

"Vance. Vance," she says, voice scratchy, as she crawls her way to me. "I am sorry. So sorry. Please forgive me, I will do anything you want. Please forgive me."

"Enough!" I snap as I shove her off. "I just want to know one thing. When you had the hit put out on Catherine, did you know who you were offering it to? Did you know it was the Collector?"

"What?! The Collector?! That is a myth."

"He is not a myth. He is real, and he is responsible for killing over a dozen women. All of them from different packs and human families, all of them looking like Catherine"

It is that part that confuses me.

Why would he choose people so similar to Catherine and go hang them in front of Damon's pack?

It doesn't make sense.

"I didn't know," she says. I swear I didn't know. It was my dad, it was his contact, I swear."

"Hmm. Fortunately for you, I can't confirm it. Your father is dead."

"What?" she asks, looking so lost and broken at the same time.

"Didn't no one tell you?" I ask, confused.

"No. No one did," she answers, voice small.

"Not even your brother?"

"Cody can't come to see me again."

"Your father is dead. I killed him myself," I tell her before turning away and walking out, locking the doors behind me.

There was nothing I could offer her in comfort. I don't want to comfort her.

But still, she deserved to know about her father.

Oh, I am so tired.

THE CRAGS.

LUCAS.

What are the chances?

Catherine.

Alpha has been looking for her everywhere and it was the Blackwater pack that saved her.

"On one of our patrols, we saw her running from someone. She was desperate, so we helped."

"...I don't know where she is now. Once she was healed, she left the pack, didn't even leave a letter."

I need to tell Alpha. At the very least, he will be relieved that she is still alive.

Hopefully.

I switch forms and begin running back to the pack only for my way to be blocked.

"Well, aren't you a beautiful wolf?"

It's him. The one who killed James.

"No! Don't do it!" my wolf screams.

But it's too late.

I leap for him, claws outstretched.

I don't see him move.

One second, I am in the air, ready to rip his head off. The next, I am on the ground, staring up at the sky, my body feeling like it is being emptied, only one thought running through my head.

Faye.