WHITNEY

"I know how you will attain your goal" I heard a husky male voice behind me.

With fear, I turned to see who was the one.
And my heart raced as soon as my eyes were laid on Petterson, giving his hand to help me to stand.

I couldn't explain how I felt, everything was going so promptly.

I held his hand and slowly stood on my feet, my eyes didn't leave his face. With this little smile, he offered, filled with confidence like he knew I would accept the collaboration.

However, I was eager to know what was his motivation, and why did he want to help me.

"I know everything, you won't attain your goal without an associate, and with all pride, I can tell you I am the best you'll ever get"

"Without me, this vengeance won't be fulfilled you can trust me," He spoke as if I had a choice but to be with him.

But before agreeing, I wanted to be enlightened about everything, to discern the depth of his intention.

"And why will I trust you?" I questioned.

"Because you don't have any choice" he blurted with a laugh calling me to enter the house.

"Okay. Regardless of this rationalism, what else can boost my confidence?" I continued while entering the building.

He inched quietly to the living room, took a seat, and ordered two cups of tea.

"I am aware of everything, I know everything about the death, and I know you don't love him you are there to take your revenge."

"I am the one who made everything..." I angrily stood before he could finish his statement.

"What do you mean by that, are you the one who..." I didn't dare utter the last words nobody should be aware of that.

Jelena offered us the tea and he told me to take my seat and remain placid.
With a sip, he continued "No, no..! Don't misunderstand things" He emphasized the negation.

"What I mean is that I knew everything, and I am the one who helped you to be acquainted with the situation." he reacted mastering his composure.

"What do you mean by that?" I demanded, my ear alerted to every word about to come out of his sass.

He tortured me with this pause and he knew it and took satisfaction in this circumstance.

"I was aware he wanted to kill Mrs.Lucas" He paused lowering his accent.

"However I couldn't stop him, I couldn't. It would have been too weird to stand against him. To tell you the truth, I didn't care about whatever will happen to her" He explained, my heart raced at hearing the last sentence.

How could he talk of my mom and her death like that in front of me? His countenance had changed, and the smile he forced to show had faded away.

I was wrong to think we were similar, this man abounded something gloomy, it was awful. I should be careful, I was playing with fire.

"This day during the burial ceremony, I anticipated everything, I saw when you went in with Addams. I knew you'll need a refreshment, thus I immediately came with Armand to the hall which was directly open to the kitchen"

"With the hope, somebody will hear me, that you'll get what we were mumbling"

"I wasn't convinced that my plan had worked until I saw you this first day at the mansion" I Listened quietly to him.

An image of that day flashed into my mind, I remembered this satisfaction that was designed on his mug.

This man had planned everything even my reaction.

"I was certain you will find a way to avenge your mom's death and the only option you had was to be close to him"

"It is why this day I made him confess his feeling toward you during the burial event, I made him confess he wanted both your beauty and wealth. I knew this information would have boosted your envy to be close to him for the avenge"

"And what would have been your reaction if Addams was the one hearing it," I questioned, this guy intrigued me.

"Whatever would have been the case, It would have turned into my benefit" He blurted.

"How?"

"As I Know Addams, he would have tried everything to avenge Mrs.Lucas too, he would have tried to kill his dad"

"And one of them would succumb during this fight. Everything would have been to my benefit"

"What do you mean by that? How will it be to your advantage? What is your motive?" I was alarmed at this man's cruelty.

"I want Armand's post"

"I want to be the Alpha, the master of this pack" He exclaimed, though with a voice audible just to us.

I didn't understand anything about all this bullshit he was talking of, Alpha, pack, what did it mean.

"You don't have to understand anything about it, what I expect from you is to help me to kill him" he spoke as if he read my psyche.

"I will help you to have access to whatever you need, the secret you need about him. I know by your glance you don't want just to kill him. I know it isn't enough for you, you want to make him sink, to know it will remain nothing of him"

"Therefore the information you'll get about him will help you to do whatever you want of him" He described.

I was speechless, I was right when I talked about loyalty, there was no more loyal companion nowadays.

"About Addams," I mumbled,

"Hope you won't try something against him," I frowned with a tone that was warning him to stay away from him.

"Don't bother. I give you my word" he announced as if his words were valuable.

"Partner?" He offered his hand for a shake in agreement.

"Partner..!" I responded.

"You should be discrete and struggle with your heart not to let out any animosity toward him" he advised.

"How do you think I survive until now?" I blurted this rhetorical question, standing on my feet.

We should go back home.

We motioned to the vehicle and I hugged Nelson and Jelena telling them everything will be ok very soon.

Sooner than I had expected.