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**McKee POV: **
The speaker went off saying everyone need to be in the meeting room in fifteen minutes. It is Sunday I wonder what is so important. Ever since the mission I have either slept here or at the house I built for Bastet and I. It brings me closer to her and I need that badly. I am missing her too much. I got up and did my morning routine then head down to the meeting room. John has not been sleeping here, he has been having too much fun with Terry. John was the last one to come in and everyone noticed his love bites on his neck. Pell looked at him and shake his head in disgust. Abrams tried his best not to flip out and turned on the screen.
“Yesterday our satellites picked up a lot of movement at the Dragon Moon Pack”, Abrams said showing us the pictures.
“It is hard to tell what is going on since they have canopies covering everything”, Michael said.
“Someone is getting mated”, I said it is clear that it was some type of important ceremony.
“McKee, is right and from the looks of it the Alpha is getting mated to someone too bad we cannot see who it is", Joe said.
“That bastard is getting married while he has my daughter captive”, Abrams said beyond pissed off. I wish I could tell him Bastet is alive and well, but I can’t.
“Are there different angles we can look at to a facial recognition just in case”, John dumb ass finally said something.
“If she is a prisoner, she would not be attending a wedding”, San said.
“That is not what I am implying. What I was thinking is that if we can recognize one of the attendees maybe we can get some information from them. Maybe they seen or heard something”, John said that makes sense.
“John run the facial recognition and get back to me with the first hit. In the meantime, I am thinking about paying a visit to the pack earlier than what we planned", Abrams said shit this can be bad. And I have no way of contacting Bastet to tell her.
“Sir we still don’t know where they are helping her or how to get in unnoticed”, I said.
“I am aware of that but time is ticking. We do not know how long they plan on keeping her alive. McKee and John, I need to talk to you. Everyone else is dismissed”, Abrams said, damn this Is not good.
“As you wish sir”, I said.
“John, can you please explain to me why the fuck are you walking in here will love bites on your fucking neck while your wife is being held captive and going through god knows what!”, Abrams yelled making John flinch.
“Sir, they are mosquito bites that’s all”, John said scared as fuck.
“NO, they are Terry bites. How could you fuck your wife's best friend while she is missing in action?!”, Abrams yelled and I just sat there watching. The look on John's face is priceless I even took a picture.
“I know what I saw Bastet is dead. Just because you cannot accept that she is gone, does not mean I have to live like a zombie the way you do!”, John yelled back.
“WATCH IT BOY I AM STILL YOUR COMMANDER!”, he yelled turning red.
“And if she is not dead, are you going to explain how you've been fucking her best friend”, I yelled at John. I am so sick of him.
“She is not alive McKee! I know you are hoping she will come back to you but she will not. Get over the fact that she chose me, he said.
I fucking lost it and punched him in the face. How dare he?! How fucking dare, he tries to turn his wrongdoing on us. I kept hitting him until I felt arms trying to get me off him. I cannot wait until the day we get to see Bastet. Even if she does not come back to me, she for damn sure not going back to him. What kind of man fucks his wife's best friend after he shoots her? The madder I got the harder I punched him.
“McKee that’s enough”, Abram said holding me back.
“Fuck him, when we find her, he will have some explaining to do”, I said throwing a glass at John.
“She is not coming back. She was my wife and every day I live with what I saw that day. I would not wish that on my worst enemy. I would not even wish that on you”, he said as he wiped his mouth.
“John out of respect for my daughter, your wife, and your commander, stop fucking Terry”, Abrams said aggravated.
I cannot wait to see his head roll after Bastet cuts it off. John left first Abrams talked to me to try and claim me down so I won't cause a civil war. The disrespect is what bothers me the most. Her best friend really? Out of all the pussy out there he fucks her best friend. After our talk, I left to go to the house I made for Bastet and I so I can relax.
"Don't worry McKee. When we find Bastet she will handle John and Terry", Abrams said.
"I kind of want the satisfaction of beating his ass in front of everyone", I said.
"In due time. I know my daughter is alive", he said.
"What makes you so sure still?", he asked.
"The same way you are. We would have felt it. You would have felt the connection you two have brake", he said.
"And how do you know that didn't happen?", I asked
"It didn't. You would have been going insane. I remember when my wife died. I felt my heart break. And I lost my shit. I was on medical leave for three months. I felt like part of my soul was ripped out. That is how I know that Bastet is not dead. Because the both of us would be losing our shit", he said with a sad smile.
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