Chapter 32 The Shack of Luck

Alexander POV)

I stealthily make my way to the shack, looking down at the runes of my arm to make sure no one and nothing is nearby.

The shack is located in the forest near the village. It looks like an outhouse and smells like it, yet it serves a purpose. My father used this place to meet unsavory characters in secret when he was Alpha. To keep people and wolves away, he created a story claiming the shack was haunted. When I inherited his title, I inherited his foul-smelling boltholes as well.

I was meeting someone I was not allowed to be seen with nor he, I. If he is found out, he will be killed by no other than The Rogue Lord himself. That I didn't want to happen.

I was a newly appointed Alpha when I met him crying near the boundary of our territory . He had asked, practically begged me, if I could take his family and bring them into my pack. When he was banished from his pack for almost killing a wolf who raped his daughter, his family was treated worse than slaves. His daughter not only had to live with the shame of being violated, she was whipped for it too. I told him I'd help rescue them and bring them to my territory and I would see to it that no one harms them again. As payment, he would come to my aid when I needed him. I knew if the pack they previously belonged to ever found out, I'd be in a lot of trouble. No doubt alliances will be broken. For their sake as well as mine and my pack's, I had the family change their names once they arrived in the territory and have kept them hidden. So far, no one knows other than a trusted few.

"Alpha Alexander Ulrich, my old friend, we meet again. Sit down. I have to admit I was surprised you gave me a call," a low voice said in the shadows. "Do you have what I ask?"

"Of course." I pull out a small cloth bag from inside my coat pocket. I sit down at the table across from him. "First, the information I need."

The source of the voice pulls out a folder, places it on the table and slides it to me. "The Rogue Army now has almost 5000 strong wolves. They have been taking women from nearby towns to conceive for the past 20 years and have been training the males for war. The female pups, their slaves to do with as they see fit. While increasing his army, The Rogue Lord has been looking for the daughter of Adella. Although many have believed she to be dead, I knew she was alive. The Rogue Lord wouldn't be so adamant in his belief the daughter of Adella is being hidden if she were dead. He knows your mother was a friend of Adella's and kept spies in your territory for the past eighteen years. He even kept a keen eye on Adella's former pack in Canada believing the sister of Adella would return." The voice in the shadows laughs. "My surprise to hear she is now your Luna. Unfortunately, your pack is now of "interest" to The Rogue Lord as you have taken the daughter of Adella as your mate."

I open the folder. Inside it, pictures of The Rogue Lord's fortress as well as his vast army. I also find a blurred photo of a woman in black. I point to it. "Who is she?"

"She is The Rogue Lord's new dark witch. The youngest daughter of the business tycoon Hemming who went rogue after a scandal. She then became the apprentice of The Scarred Witch and was her student for years. After The Rogue Lord annointed this woman as his new witch, The Scarred Witch vanished. To where The Scarred Witch has gone, I am still looking for information. It is very difficult, nearly impossible, to find someone who does not want to be found." The voice said, obviously irritated he could not find this Scarred Witch. "A deal was struck between this new witch and The Rogue Lord. The Rogue Lord is tasked to do what he had previously done to Crescent Moon Pack...exterminate.

"Which pack? Mine?" I asked.

"Midnight Moon," the voice growled. "The slaughter will signal the start of the New War under the Harvest Moon."

Of course, Midnight Moon Pack. That was Leia's former pack. She wants an extermination. Not only does she want her family dead, she also wants her entire pack dead too. I need to find out more about this scandal. I know Luciana won't give me answers. I'll have to dig deep on this one. I take the small bag and slide it towards him. He takes it, opens the bag and pours the contents of the bag into his hands. Diamonds. Satisfied, he places the diamonds back in the bag and puts it in his pocket.

"What does this witch have to do in return?" I asked him.

"Bring information from the Clan of Wolves, of you and your Luna. Any information that can be useful to The Rogue Lord. Of course, if it were ever deemed possible, bring the daughter of Adella to him. Dead or alive. If she is able to bring the daughter of Adella, she will be given the status of High Priestess and Alpha and the choice of any territory she wants. To tell you the truth, anyone who is crazy enough to consider ever trying to bring the daughter of Adella to The Rogue Lord has been promised almost the same. So trust no one." The voice growls, angry a young woman was in harm's way.

"Ulrich, I would like to warn you, there is a traitor in the Clan of Wolves. The new witch knows too much," the voice whispered.

"There is something else I also want to know. Something that has puzzled me. Why did The Rogue Lord retreat at my mating ceremony?" I asked.

"You don't know?" I heard the surprise in the sound of his voice.

"My mate bit him in the back. That is all I remember," I tell him.

"She is a wolf with silver fangs." Hope has silver fangs? Now this was surprising.

I look at my watch to see we had overextended this meeting. Mark should be at the redezvous point by now and if the brunette is Leia, she's probably sniffing the area to find me.

"I'll leave first and throw off the witch who's been following me. After 15 minutes, you leave." I told the voice in the shadows.

"Ah yes. The new witch is always perched on a tree in your territory watching you. She was the one who informed The Rogue Lord of the arrival of the daughter of Adella at your territory. This information was confirmed by the wolf named Bruno and the she-wolf, Nora."

"There's another traitor in my pack?!" I howled. He nodded his head.

"Ulrich, I told you, you can trust my family. They will help you and your new Luna. My daughter says your Luna is a very humble she-wolf. She has never encountered someone with such greatness who treats her as her equal."

"I can see you have made your way in my territory. I urge you to be cautious." I warn him. "As for my mate, she was raised by humans. She does not understand the hierarchy among wolves."

"There lies her power, Ulrich. The ability to connect to all wolves. Big or small. Now, go. I smell someone is near," he growled.

I slowly open the door and sniff. I smell something horrible...a faint smell of rotting fish. I look down my arm and I see the runes slightly glowing. I sneak out, closing the door quietly behind me and dash to the nearest tree. I crouch slowly to another tree further away from the shack, I test the direction of the wind and spray a bottle containing a scent of a boar into the wind. I go further away and do the same. I see a black hooded figure follow the scent away from the shack. From a distance, I see the man I had spoken to, leave the shack. I spray some more of the scent in the wind. The wind suddenly swirls above my head and moves behind me taking the scent deeper into the forest with the black hooded creature following it. I run back to the trail, follow it until I see the road. I run away from the village to a tall oak tree where I see Mark waiting for me. He was able to change cars. Good. I walk towards him.

"You smell like a pig. Take that jacket off and I'll throw it away," Mark said. He takes my jacket puts it in the steel bin next to the car, puts some lighter fluid in it and throws a lighted match. "Did you get everything you need?"

"Yes. Let's head back to the territory. I'll have my mother or Cecilia produce a protection charm or invisibility charm or maybe I'll just ask them to create a secret room. No one should know what we know."

"Gotcha." We get into the car and Mark speeds back to the territory. I look down at my arm, the runes weren't glowing. The hooded figure was busy following the scent carried by the wind. Thank you Goddess.

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(The Pretty Brunette POV)

Satisfied at my reflection, I come out of the Ladies' and head back towards the table where I left Alexander's man. He wasn't there. I look around and sniff the air for that horrid toilet smell.

"Whatya lookin' for, darlin'?" A man seated at the bar asked. He looked me up and down with an evil grin on his face.

"A man that was seated over there." I pointed to the table with beer bottles on it. "Do you know where he went?" I smiled sweetly and put a hand on his shoulder giving him an ample view of cleavage.

"He left when you went to the Ladies'. I don't think he's coming back. You can sit here with me, darlin'. I'll get yah a beer." He winks at me.

I come closer and whisper in his ear, "There's something else I want." I pull him out of his chair and take him out to the back of the pub towards the dark part away from the lights. Let's have a little fun with this human first.

He starts kissing me, one hand grabbing my breasts and the other lifting my skirt up and going in between my legs. He gave a small laugh when his fingers didn't find any underwear and another laugh to find me all wet. He sticks a finger in me and starts to go in and out with his finger. That felt good. "Touch my clit. I want to cum."

"I'll do more than that, darlin'. He crouches down, lifts my leg up and starts sucking my mound, his tongue rubbing against my nub, swirling, while he sticks two fingers in me. He eats me until I cum, my juice dripping down my legs.

I take off his belt, unbutton and unzip his pants. I take out his erection and start sucking. "Darlin', slow down. You're going to make me cum," he moaned.

He pulls me up and fucks me standing up. He whips out his cock from my sex and cums on my leg. "Lucky me. I just fucked the prettiest girl in the bar." He reaches down to my folds and sticks a finger. "How about one more time?"

I laugh. I flick my fingers and the pretty brunette fades to show him my true self. He yelps trying to pull up his pants. "What's a matter, darlin'? I'm not pretty anymore?"

"Who are you? What are you? Get away from me!" He tries to run back into the pub. I twist my hands and pull like I'm pulling a rope around his neck. He screams one last time then falls to the ground.

Then I hear a sound of a growl being carried by the wind. It was faint. The source of that growl was somewhere near. I look at the man on the ground and I laugh. "No, lucky me. I get to kill you and find whomever I need to find."

I see a trail and follow it into the forest. I sniff something faint. Was it a wolf? I sniff some more. The scent was now stronger. It smelled like boar. Ah, a meal. I sniff it out. It's in that direction. I follow the scent. Where can it be? The wind picks up and the scent becomes stronger. I follow it and suddenly, I come tumbling over a cliff. Damn it. My luck has run out.