“Ty, we found the end of the tunnel where they left this place. It’s a way down and we’ve not tried to open it up because we don’t know where it leads, or if they are on the other side. Or if they booby trapped the door.” “Good. Jackson, you’re the traps and explosive specialist. You’re up. Go earn your keep. I know this is what you live for.” Jackson worked under Mikey in security and, as Ty said. He knew his way around most traps and explosives. He had the missing fingers to prove it. “I knew I’d be needed today. I brought my gear with me. Just stay back until I call you or you see the cloud of dust and debris.” That was something about people that did what he did. They had a mortician’s humor, or they had what was called gallows humor. Meaning they either had no sense of humor at all or they were sick and had a morbid sense of humor. Jackson didn’t believe in being serious about anything because he was too busy living what time he had left. With t
Ty divided up the group of wolves with him and they set about dividing up the gear. They discussed the strategies they’d use going into the Icehouse. The place was enormous with three floors. Two were underground. The deepest used to hold ice, the second food that preserved better with cold, and finally the ground floor where they stored food and things that need a cool location. It didn’t take as long as Ty thought it would. Everyone appeared to be eager to get these things under way. He and several others moved silently through the woods between the cleverly hidden tunnel entrance and the entrance to the Icehouse. It only had one entrance because the place was so old, but it was large with a door hanging off it’s upper hinge on one side and the other door was missing completely from the other side. If anyone saw the building, it looked like it was a low barn that was abandoned and left to rot. Everything was dark, even with all the holes in the walls and
Rose got word on what Ty found and the phone call he received from the mayor about being the town’s protector. The news that the mayor knew nothing about Ty needing to defend himself from being suspected of having done something to Jack and his wolves came as a surprise for everyone. “I don’t get it Rose. Nothing makes sense. The only way I could make sense of what I found when I examined the remains and was writing the reports, was there was no sign of wounds made from fangs or claws. Someone hacked them to pieces after they’d shot or stabbed them to death. So, it looked like humans did the damage rather than wolves.” Heather stood in Ty’s office. They’d taken a painting off the wall and were placing sticky notes on the wall in an attempt to find a logical progression in the timeline of events so that they could ensure that they covered every accusation against Ty. “Which are the humans we believe hid in the canyon before they got trapped in there.” Rose added.
Every wolf with Ty heard the growl, and instantly, every single head turned to the darkened portal. The growl came from within the darkness. Only a cornered animal would make such a threatening sound. But it was but one voice, one nonhuman voice. The great question now was it a shifter growl or a beast growling? Ty hoped it was Jack and they could finally have it out between the two of them. Have it done and over with? One less mess to deal with. One less thing weighing around his neck like some anchor stone that’s hanging over the side of a boat waiting for his one wrong move to pull him down into the watery depths. Ty shifted again into his wolf. He wouldn’t be caught unawares by whatever it was. Ty’s men swung their lights toward the sound and the green lights settle on a wasted she-wolf chained to the wall in the darkened room. Ty crept closer for a look. The she-wolf wasn’t in the best of care. He couldn’t believe she was alive down here in this
Ty brought the unconscious she-wolf up into the cool night air and passed her off to others so she could get immediate care. Now he needed to do something with the Icehouse. It was too far gone in too many ways to allow to stand. He knew it was a landmark for the area, but after what they found in there and the amount of rot and ruin, it would be a mercy to burn it down. Burning it was the only way to cleanse the taint from the land, and they would not save it with repairs. They’d have to give those within a chance to be identified at least, and then give them a send-off they deserved before they burned the place to the ground. He knew at some point they would place a reminder here for all of Russell’s victims. He would accept no less. Several pack members went back in to do a last search for the lowest level. No one wanted to leave anyone alive there. In the morning, he’d have wolves here to assist with removing the remains down there. Get He
Rose waited most of the night, but she didn’t hear from Ty until early the next morning before the sun had a chance to rise. He’d found a living victim, found, and captured Jack alive, and found the remains of many of the missing wolves from around the region. Ty’s hands were full, but he finally relented and came home to sleep. He had to be carried to bed because he’d crashed sitting up in his desk chair trying to get things started. Rose’s feelings were mixed by what he’d found and Ben’s findings in one of the last storerooms told her all she needed to know. That’s where Russell kept his ill-gotten gains. Antiques taken from the house, along with antiques he’d acquired from his dirty dealings, were stored there waiting for who knows what. Maybe to be sold off or traded to pay off his debts for whatever nightmarish pursuit caught his interest. Rose was disgusted at the thought that this wolf had shared blood with her. He let his pack flounder, knowi
“I’ve got a message from the Ruling Council Rose. They want to know if anyone in our pack wants to face Jack and get answers to questions. Would you or Jules want to confront him?” “I know I have questions, so yes. I know I do. What about you Jules? Do you want to know anything?” “I’ll start making my list of questions. You might want to warn the Ruling Council that I’ll need time to get through all my questions.” “Right. Try to keep it under an hour. We don’t want to hold up the process of justice. They have a busy schedule.” “I can’t promise anything. My father has a lot to answer for.” “I’ll put out a call to both packs and see what the response is. I might have to get everyone to give me their questions and then we’ll record his responses to play it back later for everyone, just so that we can move things along.” Ty was talking about the preparations for Jack’s trial. The Ruling Council weren’t holding back on this beyond getting contact i
“Have you heard from Mikey?” Heather asked Jay when she returned with Ben. Jay looked at Ben with an upset expression on his face. Jay was sulking because he’d not been able to find out how it was going in town with Heather and her father. “I only know that they’re making some kind of progress, and no one’s come out of the canyon as of yet. But I’ve been stuck most of my time in and around the Icehouse. It’s going to be a nightmare to torch the place to the ground.” Jay lost some of that sullen look once he embraced Heather and could breathe in her comforting and familiar scent. He’d been missing both of his mates. Jay kept reminding himself that it was because their mating was so known. But he’d always been a needy type of bloke, as his stepfather called him in disgust. “Yeah, well, I’ll trade you my job for that. I must oversee the job of matching up the bones, so we have one skeleton person. Right now, I have boxes of miscellaneous bones that more than l