Chapter 147: Chapter 147

“Do you have any moles in other packs?”

Val takes a moment of silence. Long, ragged breathing filling the thick silence. His shoulders slump forward, a visible gesture that he’s given up. The taut muscles filled with determination sagging forth in defeat.

“Sebastian Conva from Silvercrest, Tiana Moore from Anderglow, and Jason Cinderfel from Heatherwood. None of them hold ranking positions.”

My eyes cut to Isaac. His jaw is set, eyes burning in pure anger. A wave of betrayal runs through him.

Even without knowing these packs or having any existing treaties, he still can’t believe that people could betray family like that. The lowest of lows. Wolves that don’t deserve trial. I send a quick message to Noah.

He’d already brought Fio back to the other cell and no doubt strapped her in.

Noah, make sure to send the recording to Williams.

Understood, Alpha.

“Where is your base?”

At this, Val snorts. His head hangs low but he forces himself to look at me. The dreariness in his eyes and diminished fire burning out quickly as he recognized loss.

“Don’t know. We don’t stick around too long.”

“Where were you last located?”

“A few miles down South. Boundary of neutral grounds.”

We’re going to pay a visit in Nightwake.

Isaac turns to look at me. Although his wolf wanted to personally handle this affair, he was a little wary.

He looked reluctant. Maybe even worried. Uncertainty laces in his eyes before he briskly nods a few seconds later. It was like he was waiting for me to back out. To change my mind about making the visit.

It was at this point that I realized he was worrying about Landon. He didn’t know I’d already met Landon again after four years. I guess before anything happens, I’ll have to run down everything with him first. Just to get the confusion out of the way and to update him of any ‘gossip‘ as Noah would like to call it.

“We’ll be back.”

I say, getting up and heading to the door. Isaac immediately follows me with a few steps behind. His wolf puffing out before growling lowly at the rogue watching after us.

“W–wait.”

I stop mid–step, not turning to look at Val but waiting for what he says next, “I–I gave you what you wanted. What about my mate?”

A good minute passes by. Looking over my shoulder, I take in his appearance. He’s desperate. The raw agitation in the twitch of his muscles displayed in the tornado of emotions curling around his 13:36 Th expression. Eyes wide, lips slightly parted even with the busted lower lip, muscles tensing just the slightest bit even with the silver still embedded in his skin. It’s almost sad.

Almost.

“As long as you cooperate, you won’t have to worry.”

A lie.

A lie he could see through but had no choice but to hang onto. His head dips down, a slow but audible sob wracking through his body. I look away and carry on. I don’t need to waste another second in this cell. There’s no use in looking when I know he’s shaking to his bones with thoughts of his mate.

Thoughts of her fate.

Had he been innocent, I would’ve found it in my heart to call it ‘endearing‘.

But he’s not innocent.

And there’s nothing in my heart left for people like him other than hatred.

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“I just want to know how you managed to convince them Fio was pregnant.”

Lifting my gaze to Williams who stares down at me from his desk, I raise a brow.

“You’d think the boy would notice his mate’s scent was still the same.”

A small smile tugged on my lips. Bringing the water bottle to my lips, I take a few sips. Noah and Isaac were downstairs, filing the confessions and recordings into copies.

Finally.

Finally we had something substantial against Nightwake. Val’s confession was enough to put them into court. My recounts would also help. Still, we had to dig up for more. We needed even more to make sure our accusation was strong with impressive backing.

Williams had been on standby, waiting for news on the rogues and what they decided to spill. After showing him the recordings, I was amazed he managed to keep himself from shifting.

When he heard the names of the moles, his nails had extended from his fingers. His claws dug into the mahogany desk and scraped the perfectly polished wood. While he was on the brink of losing control, his eyes never left the screen. His bloodthirsty gaze beadily fixated on the rogue responsible for the attack at Duskfall. Dark fur sprouted out from his skin, his clothes beginning to tear but he stopped when he felt my hand rest on his.

His snapped his gaze to me, immediately relaxing as he forced himself to calm down.

His wolf was just begging to march to those packs and drags those traitors by the neck. I could see under the menacing look in his eyes, he was half tempted to do it right now.

“It’s amazing what a few days without water, sleep or food could do to people. More so, when you separate them from their mate. Drives them mad with desperation. One little fib was all it took. Val was far too weak to catch scents- not with his practically hanging off the walls along with Isaac’s and mine.

The herbal incense filtering through the vent helped disorient him. In a state of panic he’d believe anything I’d say. Well,”

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