Shadows of the pack
Williams’ POV
Should I just let her go?
“Hey,” I called out to her and she stopped, her back turned to me. “Call me if you need anything?” I said sincerely and she nodded and continued walking away without sparing me a glance.
I watched her disappear from sight, a mix of anger, worry, and a heavy desire to be with her swirling within me. Her emotions were all over the place. She could act reckless, and I knew it.
But for some reason, I know she would not harm anyone innocent. When I saw the boys she told to come for a job in the hotel, it ignited a spark of respect in me for her.
I drove back to the hotel, my mind racing. I had to find a way to track this mysterious person and not to forget, tracking down Mr Smith.
As soon as I got down from the car, I picked up my phone and called Renee. “I'm going to send you some footage. Analyze the person you see towards the end and find out all you can about him. Also find out what the tattoo means. I need to know who we are dealing with.”
“A tattoo? What kind?” She asked curiously.
“The same I told you about that night,” I replied, my voice a low growl.
“Did you see him? Where? Do you need me to come over to the hotel?” she asked eagerly.
Renee is the only person I've told about the tattoo and I know she wants to find him as much as I do.
“Cleopatra's little human friend was kidnapped and I saw the Tattoo on the arm of the kidnapper in the footage.”
There was a long pause followed by a sigh.
“What if it's a trap?” She asked, her voice laced with suspicion.
I rolled my eyes in frustration. “Who set the trap Renee and who is the rat they want to catch? Just analyze the footage!” I growled into the phone and hung up.
Now we have a little lead on how to track whoever killed my mate and also help Alex but my beta is talking about a trap? I'm getting fed up with her being paranoid whenever it has to do with Cleopatra.
I made my way inside and saw the guys Cleopatra wanted me to hire, still waiting. They are the least of my worries.
Dang it!
I wanted to avoid meeting their gaze and quietly walk into my office but they saw me and ran up to me. I thought they were three before?
“Mr Williams! Mr Williams!” One screamed and caught up with me. I flashed them a fake smile and pretended like I didn't know they were still here.
“You're still here? What happened to the third person?” I asked, obviously distracted. I had a lot of work to get back to.
“Tim couldn't wait anymore. He's not interested,” one replied.
I nodded my head and started walking away when they called me back. “Mr Williams, about the job your wife told us about?” He asked, I could see the anticipation and silent plea in his eyes.
“Ah, my wife did mention you to me. What's your name again?” I asked, suddenly interested because he mentioned Cleopatra as my wife.
Stupid.
“I'm Reggie and this is my friend Eric,” he replied eagerly, clutching some files to his chest.
“And what can you do for me if I hire you?” I asked, staring them both straight in the eyes. They both chattered on and on but I got what I wanted from their eyes.
They are sincere.
“You're hired,” I stated, cutting them off from their rants.
They squealed excitedly, hugging each other. I started walking away again and they stopped me.
I screamed mentally. “For Christ sake what is it now?!” I yelled. Did I say that out loud? The looks on their faces confirmed my thoughts.
I rubbed my chin and steadied my breath. “What is it? Didn't I say you were hired already?” I asked, trying to sound calm.
“What are we hired to do sir?” One asked, taking a step back when I shot him death stares.
I directed them to go to the HR’s office and told them to say I sent them. With that I dismissed them and went up to my office.
The things I do for Cleopatra.
As I sat down on my desk, I couldn't shake the feeling that whoever did this, wanted me to know about it. Whoever it was left this footage on purpose without corrupting the whole thing.
It could be a trap, just like Renee said. But I have a feeling it was set by someone who knew me. Someone who knew that seeing that tattoo would drive me crazy.
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Cleopatra's POV
The walk to Alex's house was a silent one on the outside but chaotic within.
Where do I start? How do I find someone I don't even know what they look like or what their goal is at least.
I got to his house and slipped my hand behind the flower pot. He told me he keeps a spare there in case I have any need of being at his place when he's not available.
Everywhere reminded me of him as I got inside. His scent was overwhelming and I couldn't help but burst out in tears.
I must have slept off on the floor while crying because this can't be real. Why am I back at the Silverfang Pack?
I called out to Beta Jack but he walked right past me. He can't see me. Is this a vision? Why am I dreaming about my pack?
Suddenly, I found myself inside a part of the pack that I've never been to or seen before and I fucking grew up here!
It was rusty and smelly, filled with old weapons. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. What the hell is this place?
I saw a door and opened it, the sight I saw sent chills to my bones. A small, dimly lit cell, reeking of despair and fear.
Huddled in the corners, their eyes wide with terror, were people, our kind. Werewolves. They looked starved, beaten, and utterly broken. Their bodies were covered in dried blood and their clothes filthy.
A cold dread washed over me. What is this place? And why does Alpha Kane have these people locked up?
No Cleopatra. I told myself. Alpha Kane is not that kind of person. This is just a dream so wake the fuck up!
I felt a presence around me and whipped my head back. But there was no one. It was just me and the sight in front of me.
I could feel a hand jerk my shoulders. That felt real, it can't be a dream. My eyes shot open and the eyes I saw peering down at me gave me cold chills.
How is he here?
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