“Yeah she is. I have no idea how Dom is going to take it though. You remember Beau talking about the thing I used to have with him… I honestly don’t know if all my feelings for him are gone yet.”
“Don’t sweat it, Otto. Things will work out for you in the end. They always do.” Morelli easily read the expression on my face because he was laughing in seconds.
“Okay maybe not, considering our line of work. Oh come on, sport liven up! You’ve found your mate! I haven’t even found mine yet and I’m far older than you.” Now it was my turn to laugh.
“Oh what? You think you’re older than me?
“Well unless you are forty-eight I’m older than you. Witches age slower than werewolves. I’m a hybrid. Which is why having a mate bothers me so much. If my werewolf side was dominat over my witch side, why haven’t I shifted yet?”
“Maybe you were just waiting for your mate?” Morelli threw out, trying to lighten my spirits. It wasn’t working.
“I’m an abomination, Enea. I don’t deserve a mate. Let alone the sister of the man I fell in love with.” Sadness crossed both of our features and the walk remained quiet for some time.
“You aren’t an abomination, Othello. You’re far from it. Everyone in Beau’s employment is different somehow. We all had a difficult backstory to give us the strengths that Beau employs us for. As Lexi so crudely profiled, I’m the exile with a condemning sense of honor. Yes, Othello she profiled me. I was hired for my loyalty and resourcefulness. You were hired for your connections and your ability to make new ones at a moments notice. The rest of your profile she left out. I think she liked to keep the brutally honest one to herself. She’ll tell you what yours is if you ask. Sometimes I wish that I didn’t though. It brings up bad memories. My mother, my father and of course the one thing we all seem to share, our hatred of Alphas.”
“I’m all alone. I have no family to speak of. I never knew my father and my mother was killed because she bred with the wrong species. I have no idea who I am or what I’m meant to be. Working for Beau has been the only sense of purpose I have had in a long time. I fit in with the group here. I don’t find that many places anymore.”
“If Beau hears you talking like this he’s going to murder you,”
“I’ll live,” I said, knowing that what he was saying was true but choosing not to listen to it.
“You didn’t have to walk me back you know, I would have found my own way back to the pack house.” Morelli simply rolled his eyes at me and continued walking. We arrived back at the pack house some time later, still having not spoken to each other. I took a deep breath in, letting my senses reach out so I could recognize who was where in the house. My senses were not as sharp as most other wolves, but for someone who has their blood mixed with two different supernatural parents I was lucky to even have what I have. I walked into the meeting room, my eyes settling on the half full table in the middle of the room. There wasn’t anyone else in the room and as soon as I stepped in the room, Morelli shut the door behind me.
“It’s nice of you to finally join us, Othello,” Casey said, his voice crisp and firm, his eyes hardened as he half glared half assessed me.
“You can sit next to Beau.” I nodded, doing exactly as told. God, I hated Alphas. If it wasn’t for the job we were about to work, I wouldn’t be in a hundred feet of the ‘oh mighty Casey Shadowswood’. To say I disliked the man was an understatement. Nothing could be done about that though, my work often took me in the ranks of Alphas. I might not like it, but I tolerated it for the good I knew I could do.
“And now for the plan..,”
~*~
~ Lucie’s POV~
“I don’t wanna do this,” she said, kicking rock around while she walked. She was being a royal pain in my butt there wasn’t much I could do about it. Axel had insisted that his ‘team’ accompany him to find Freya. With how much we wanted Freya we didn’t have any leverage to throw our way. The names of the ZKL members always avoided me and if I could of I would have simply referred to them by their letters. It was much easier in my opinion.
“What’s K’s name again?” I whisper-yelled to Alayah, not caring if K heard me or not.
“I have ears you know. They’re very nice looking one’s at that. My name is Velvet Kerling.” I scoffed. Velvet Kerling? Who would name themselves that?
“Don’t laugh at me! Do you know who I am?”
“Do you know who I am?” I said, my voice crisp and dry. A grin spread on her face as she stopped and cast her eyes in my direction.
“Of course I do. I know the names of every person I tortured. The only remarkable thing about you is that you handled my torture much better than anyone else I’ve had the pleasure of abusing.” She didn’t even have time to react before I was on her. A second later my fist was embedded in her face before I stepped out of arms reach of her chains and took a look at the damage. She spit next to her, a piece of tooth flying out with it.
“You bitch! You broke my tooth!”
“I could’ve broke your spine, would you have preferred that?” She glared before trudging back along, still picking up her feet in the process. Following behind Velvet gave me time to think. My mind instantly wondered back to the plan. There were three groups. The first group was Velvet, Alayah and myself, the second group consisted of Dom, Othello and Z and the last group consisted of Beau, Casey and Axel. Aimeri periodically would check up on each of the groups to see to it that we weren’t killing each other but from how we divided up the groups… something was sure to go down.
“Sooooo, how you guys doing? Is she cooperating? If not I can zap her. Oh please let me zap her Lucie, I haven’t zapped anyone in so long…
“No zapping unless she really needs it, Aimeri. You know the rules. No abusing your power in my presence.” He grinned at that, instantly finding a loophole.
“So that means that I can go abuse my powers somewhere not in your presence?” I grinned, happy to have him around. He always seem to put a smile on my face no matter that situation.
“Go crazy,”
“SHE SAID GO CRAZY I MUST OBLIGE,” I cracked up laughing at what Aimeri said and he was gone in a flash of an eye. A loud rumbling cut my attention to my left and I instantly got into position. The wall to my left was blow out, the outsides of the hole scorched with some sort of heat blast. The hole left Beau, Casey and Axel staring straight at us.
“Well this wasn’t supposed to happen…,”
