Chapter 026
JACE
I had come home straight from Hannah's place this afternoon to discover that we had also received the exact same letter Hannah had received from Alpha Dawson. I had been livid. Clearly, Alpha Dawson wanted to show some sort of supremacy by not letting this Hannah thing die. He was being egged on by his asshole of a son, no doubt.
"And that is what happened," I said, pouring myself a drink and turning to face Cade and Chase who I saw had been hanging onto my every word.
As they should be, I thought. The girl, after all, was our mate.
Cade was the first to break the silence after my narration of what had happened with Hannah this afternoon.
"We will also attend the meeting, of course," he said, glancing as us both and then at the letter in his hand. "We will all need to be there so they don't get to feel like they can intimidate Hannah. They have been doing that to her for so long and it's time we end it."
Chase nodded, although his eyes spoke more than he did. "I don't like this meeting, it's a waste of time. Why can't she reject him like normal? Why would Alpha Wallace make this a big deal when he knows Hannah would never chose his son?"
For a moment, I considered what Chase said and there was truth in it. Calling for a meeting for Hannah to choose her future mate without any guarantee that it would he his son is super weird. But Alpha Dawson is an egotististical man. I wouldn't be surprised he's just doing this because of his pride.
"You're right Chase. We have to be vigilant. We don't know what he is up to." I said. "Alpha Dawson is a fucking crafty man."
Chase burst into laughter.
"What?" he said at our enquiring expressions. "I just saw the funny part of all this. Don't tell me you two don't. It's ridiculous to think there can be any other choice Hannah will make. She will obviously choose us as her mates and not Asher. Anyone with half a brain can predict that will be her choice. That can only mean Dawson must be losing his touch to be crazy enough to host such a meeting in the first place. Maybe he was thinking of a way to scare us a little and this was the only idea that came to his mind." He chuckled. "Pathetic. If I were in his shoes, I could have thought of something better."
He took the letter from Cade and tossed it on the table.
Something niggled at the back of my mind, something I had been thinking about ever since I had found out about the letter. Chase's words just now had brought it to the fore. Something was not right with this whole scenario. I felt it in my bones.
"Something is not right," I said aloud.
"What isn't?" my brothers said at the same time.
"These letters. The meeting... Whatever Dawson's failings are, he doesn't strike me as a stupid man-"
"Oh he's stupid all right," said Cade.
I shot him an exasperated look. "What I'm trying to say is he wouldn't just call for this meeting if he didn't have a real purpose for it. He knows the injustice he has done to Hannah and her family. He knows she will never accept Asher so why would he request for this meeting?"
Chase made an impatient gesture. "I've just told you his reason, haven't I? He's a defeated man grasping at straws. He's probably just trying his damnedest to frighten Hannah now he knows she's safe from him, thanks to us. Just let it go, there's no mystery here."
"No." I shook my head. "Mark my words. Something is fishy about this meeting. Hannah's mother felt that way too and I think she is right. I didn't want Hannah to worry so when I was at her place, I didn't make a big deal out of it. Listen, we need to tighten security around Hannah and her mum until we find out whatever Asher and his father are planning."
I saw by the looks on my brother's faces even before I finished speaking that what I said hadn't gotten through to them.
"You are making too much out of this, Jace," said Chase. "Just calm down. Don't make it a big deal."
"Yeah," Cade agreed. "You are just doing what Dawson was gambling on you to do which is worry. Hannah and her mother are safe. The meeting Dawson called for is just that... a meeting. Nothing more."
I wished I could believe that. I really did, but try as hard as I could, I could not shake off the feeling that something was about to happen. Something bad.