I didn't return to the hospital after having my late lunch, opting to take a cab to the location. Since Fred wanted to meet me alone, I would do that, even if it meant stepping into the enemy's trap. What I did before I left was to construct a message to Jeremy, putting it on a timer, to be sent in two hours. This way, he will be able to look for me should I not return at the elapse of the time. I had to use that as a backup. I got out of the taxi and thanked him. Whatever my mates said to their people on the last day they had a meeting with them seemed to work because the man didn't take any money from me — not that I had one to spare. The last money with me was used to buy lunch — claiming he wouldn't charge his Luna. I waited until he drove off before I took a step towards the woods, standing in the same spot I stood on when I came to this place with my mates. “Fred? I know you are here. There's no reason to keep hiding. I came alone as you wished. Won't you meet me?” I demande

Trigger warning: Light torture and Gore“What the fuck is even wrong with you?” I snarled at him, fed up with his contradicting words. “Why can't you just fucking stick to one thing? Are you the Scorpion or not? Fred said —”I looked towards Fred, only to discover he was sound asleep. That bastard! How can he doze in such a situation despite the noises? Someone like him might sleep through an earthquake. Frowning, I turned to face Pascal. Pascal smiled at the question but didn't reply. He got an axe from the table I overlooked and walked over to Nelly. I watched with bated breaths, guessing he was going to cut her in two, only for him to cut the rope holding her to the ceiling. I released a breath of relief, thinking it was over, not knowing the bastard was just getting started. “And for your information, Summer, I deleted your message. Your dear Jeremy didn't receive your message. By now, he might even believe you returned home to get some things. It's a pity, though.” He chuckl

JEREMYIt was getting late, and the Luna wasn't back. The last time I checked, I saw her leaving the hospital. She didn't take a cab though, and from the path she took, I could tell she went to the nearest café. I'd been standing by the window for close to an hour, waiting for her return so we could run down on the things Storm discovered, but she was nowhere to be found. I tried her number, but it was switched off.After Storm's arrival, I asked him to check for her at the Café, but he didn't find her, so I sent him to their house to check on her. She wasn't in the Alphas' hospital room and neither had anyone seen her since she left hours ago. Pacing the floor of my hospital room, I kept glancing outside, praying that all these to be a prank. I tried not to think of the worst, knowing my Alphas would have my head should anything happen to their mate. They wouldn't even care that I wasn't in excellent form, to protect her.A knock sounded on the door before Storm stepped in, a fro

“What was she trying to convey?” Fred demanded, looking towards me. I couldn't answer him as tears streamed down my eyes. Watching her die made it seem like they ripped something from me. I could only watch her lifeless body doing nothing. I was as helpless as she was, and could only watch her draw her last breath. “Luna?”Blinking, I turned to look at him, frowning. “What's wrong?”“What did she gesture before she died?” His tone sounded urgent. More like he needed to know what she told me. “Will that help your case?” I frowned at him, not replying to his questions, but wondering his reasons for asking me that. Why does he sound as if he had to learn what she told me about?Sighing, he returned to what he was doing, this time, hasty in his actions. He wasn't as sluggish as he was when Nelly was still alive. I couldn't pinpoint why I had speculated about his activities, but I did. Wondering if, like Pascal, Fred wanted her dead? “I assumed she told you something and wished to know

I smiled at that before a thought came to mind. I stepped back from him and looked towards the car, at Storm, who was leaning casually on it, with his arms folded and a smile on his face. It was the first time I'd seen an expression that was not a frown on his face.“Are you two the only ones here?” I turned to Jeremy, raising my eyebrows to accompany the question.“No, we came with others.” As he spoke, three other vans pulled up. “Is there any problem?” He questioned as his gaze went towards Fred, who was acting like he wanted to disappear.Had Jeremy not glanced towards him, I would have forgotten about him until it was time to question him about some odd things that happened there.“Yes. Pascal is —”Fred held my hand, shaking his head, his eyes wide in fear. “Let's get out of here,” he said urgently, looking at me with large, scared eyes. “Let's leave him and —”“No, we have to get him.” Removing his hand from mine, I turned to Jeremy. “Follow that path to his hideout. Don't harm