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Authors: Sydney Addae
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“Good to see you again,” Alpha Samuel said as she moved briskly to the other side of the truck.
“Same to you, we should leave this area quickly. I don’t trust the car or the building. I am sure the only reason it has not blown yet is they did not think I could escape so quickly,” she said glancing out the window toward the concrete structure while snapping her seat belt.
“Okay.” He spun around and took off down the road in the other direction.
“Mistress, I am with Alpha Samuel and we are heading back toward Alpha House. When will La Patron arrive?”
“He says they should be there by the time you and Samuel arrive. Can you rest? Or are you amped up?”
“What the fuck?” Alpha Samuel growled as he pulled over on the shoulder. They both stepped out and looked in the direction they had come. A dark plume of dust filled the air. “Bastards blew the place. Good thing it was so far out of town and away from everything. Was there anyone in the place when you left?”
“I am not sure.” The bullets would have slowed Mélange, not ended her existence. The bodies that had been in the trunk were already dead. Asia had no idea what happened to the man who assisted Griffith when she first arrived.
A moment later there was another mini popping sound accompanied by smoke. They had blown the car she had been driving as well. She met Alpha Samuel’s grim look with one of her own. Two bombings in twenty-four hours, that had to be a record.
The twins were further up in the main cabin resting. Angus sat up as he approached. “He know anything about the girl?”
“Just that she hated the job, was disloyal and a good person to have at your back.” Silas stared at Angus who had reverted to his first form. “How do I know you are who you say you are?”
Angus met his gaze and then shook his head. “This is my original form. I am black wolf and have a hybrid of this form.” He morphed into a figure resembling Tyrese. Silas sat back amazed at the technology that allowed such seamless transformations.
While in that form, Angus took off the bracelet. Immediately he returned to his former form. “This is my true form. I do not know what else to tell you. I am Angus Black Wolf.”
“You did not mention you had been captured lately…” Silas watched for any signs of discomfort or subterfuge.
“Is that something you tell someone you just meet? Someone who refuses to tell you anything? Someone you do not trust?... No, it’s not.”
Silas nodded, point well taken. “I agree. How did you become their guest?”
Angus snickered. “Guest? Not by a long shot.” He eyed Silas for a moment. “Let’s do this, we each ask a question, get that answered and move to the next. So far I have been the only one releasing pertinent information and that is not fair.”
Silas eyed him for a moment and leaned forward so Angus could see how serious he took this matter. “Perhaps, but this is my country, I am in charge here. You stay or go by my word. I do not need to be fair. You are not my guest. You are an intruder, possibly a spy. So I’ll ask the questions and you’ll answer. If I feel sharing my knowledge with you is beneficial to my pack, I will do so.”
Angus stared at him for a few moments and then leaned back in the seat. “I told you someone was researching Asia and came to the continent looking for answers. That was ten or twelve years ago. Whispers of an organization seeking black wolves reached our ears. Later, we set Brix up to work on the inside to gather information and things were working smoothly. It took years before he learned anything of substance, but it was beginning to pay off. Recently, inquiries arose again regarding Asia. It was strange hearing that someone searched that intensely for information on one wolf. Fearing they were actually researching Brix, I got involved. One thing led to another and then I allowed myself to be caught so I could see what was going on.”
Silas nodded. That made sense.
“Imagine my surprise at learning this huge organization committed the atrocities against my brethren in the name of science. That is where I heard about Asia’s specific abilities. The doctors were in awe and afraid of her, there was some jealousy as well. They claimed she was a walking miracle with the Midas touch if they could duplicate her.”
Silas understood Angus’ shock. He had a similar experience when he met his mate. “Did they run tests on you?”
Angus nodded. “Yes, which was okay, because they talked when they thought the drugs knocked me out. That’s when I learned most of my information. But when they took me into an operating room to gut me like a fish so they could see my innards, my wolf took exception. We left.”
Remembering Asia’s report, it sounded like Angus left in a big way. “You get any data from that place?”
“No, just what I had seen or heard. All I left behind was my calling card. They will always remember their visit from a black wolf.” Angus chuckled. “There was one bit of disturbing news. While I was there I discovered they were in possession of one of our chameleon bracelets.”
Silas glanced at the one on his wrist. “That is unusual I take it.”
Angus nodded. “Yes. First off it only works with members of our pack, black wolves or their descendants. Second, if the person it has been made for dies, the bracelet dissolves, returns to the earth. Third, it is a death penalty to share the secrets of the black clan. Yet they were aware of what the bracelet can do.”
Neither spoke as the ramifications settled. “Someone betrayed your clan.”
Angus nodded. “It seems that way.”
“First time?” Silas asked skeptically.
“That I know of and I have been around as long as you have.”
“Then count yourself lucky. Something will surface, it always does. Just hope that it is not someone in your inner circle that makes it personal.”
Angus eyed him for a moment.
“Do not ask, I am not sharing that information,” Silas said sharply. “Brix is part black wolf?”
“Yes, a few litters down from pure. He was raised by the clan, been around us all his life. This assignment was tailor made for him; he rose through their ranks at a steady pace.”
“What happened to the implants and chips they put inside him?” Silas asked, leaning back in his seat and taking a sip of water from the bottle.
“When he removed his bracelet, everything regarding the chameleon died, short circuited, ceased to exist…”
“Okay, I understand. That’s a handy tool then.” Silas looked at the bracelet with appreciation. “Who makes them for the clan?”
“Me.”
Silas met his wary gaze. “Seriously? You are the only one who makes these? What happens if you disappear…like now? What does your clan do?”
“They wait or go without. If I had been able to get my hand on the bracelet I might have been able to discover which bracelet was taken and trace it back to the traitor.” He exhaled. “Even then I am unsure if I can do that if the bracelet has been used multiple times.”
“Have you alerted your Alpha?”
“Yes…he is aware of what is going on.” He paused. “Actually, there is a bit of fuss going on right now. Some of us want to continue to follow our original Alpha…”
“The dead one?” Silas asked with a raised brow.
Angus frowned. “He is still amongst us, just in spirit, that is all.”
“Okay.” Silas nodded, knowing exactly where this was headed.
“Others want a new Alpha. The usurper has delivered a challenge for the position.”
Silas laughed. He could not help it. He had heard all manner of weird things in his position over the years. But challenging the dead for a position? That was a first. When he could pull it together, he met Angus’ glower. “Did your Alpha accept the challenge?” He laughed again at the absurd notion.
“It is not funny. I thought you would understand since you are an Alpha. But once again, I am mistaken about you.”
“I would require my Alpha to be alive as well. I already have a spirit being in my life. I follow the Goddess, but she is not involved in my day to day activities. I vote with the challenger, a pack needs a physical Alpha in the den. Not one hovering nearby in the clouds.”
“You only say that because you have no idea of how great he was…is. There has never been an Alpha of his caliber.” He sighed. “I miss the old days.”
Silas eyed him for a moment while various thoughts ran through his head. “Who are these Liege Lords and why did they come after me? Is it because my wolf is black or do they want my position? I do not understand the reasons for their attacks.” He asked to get the conversation back on track. There was nothing to be gained by mocking Angus’ memories.
“Power. Money. Prestige, those are the normal reasons, but I am not sure these Liege Lords have a reasonable reason for doing what they do. At some point they stumbled across a dual-natured man and took an interest. No question they are making a lot of money, but they have been doing this for centuries. I also wonder with you what their end game is. Their actions make little sense.”
Silas nodded. “How many Liege Lords are there? Do they recruit? Are they all from a previous century…Liege is an old title.”
Angus shrugged. “I only saw one and heard his name by accident. One of the doctors called him Sir Roderick and he slapped the man to the ground. Apparently, using names was against the rules.”
That was not one of the names Asia mentioned. “What did he look like?” It seems they had their work cut out for them if they wanted to eradicate this group from American soil.
“Average chap. My height, slim build, fair complexion, dark brown hair and eyes.”
Silas pointed to the bracelet. “Can you…do that thing…show me what he looks like?”
Angus closed his eyes. The next moment a tall male with pockmarks on his face sat in the seat across from him.
“Hold that position I want the twins to see this so we will all know who to look for.”
Angus nodded and crossed his hands over his belly reclining in the chair.
“It is important that you keep this information to yourselves. I do not want anyone to know we have access to this new device. If you did not know, this is Angus wearing a chameleon device which is unique to his clan. Most importantly, I want you to memorize this face and build of the person he is mimicking. The man is Sir Roderick and he is a Liege Lord. I have not seen this person, but I want us to all be on the lookout because he can be anywhere,” Silas said watching their expressions.
Tyrese nodded slowly. “Because we don’t know what they look like they could be living in the town and we wouldn’t know. This is good. We can go on the offensive.”
“Do we know how many Liege Lords there are?” Tyrone asked.
“Same to you, we should leave this area quickly. I don’t trust the car or the building. I am sure the only reason it has not blown yet is they did not think I could escape so quickly,” she said glancing out the window toward the concrete structure while snapping her seat belt.
“Okay.” He spun around and took off down the road in the other direction.
“Mistress, I am with Alpha Samuel and we are heading back toward Alpha House. When will La Patron arrive?”
“He says they should be there by the time you and Samuel arrive. Can you rest? Or are you amped up?”
Asia smiled. “
Amped up? That is an interesting term for it
.”
“What the fuck?” Alpha Samuel growled as he pulled over on the shoulder. They both stepped out and looked in the direction they had come. A dark plume of dust filled the air. “Bastards blew the place. Good thing it was so far out of town and away from everything. Was there anyone in the place when you left?”
“I am not sure.” The bullets would have slowed Mélange, not ended her existence. The bodies that had been in the trunk were already dead. Asia had no idea what happened to the man who assisted Griffith when she first arrived.
A moment later there was another mini popping sound accompanied by smoke. They had blown the car she had been driving as well. She met Alpha Samuel’s grim look with one of her own. Two bombings in twenty-four hours, that had to be a record.
Chapter 18
The twins were further up in the main cabin resting. Angus sat up as he approached. “He know anything about the girl?”
“Just that she hated the job, was disloyal and a good person to have at your back.” Silas stared at Angus who had reverted to his first form. “How do I know you are who you say you are?”
Angus met his gaze and then shook his head. “This is my original form. I am black wolf and have a hybrid of this form.” He morphed into a figure resembling Tyrese. Silas sat back amazed at the technology that allowed such seamless transformations.
While in that form, Angus took off the bracelet. Immediately he returned to his former form. “This is my true form. I do not know what else to tell you. I am Angus Black Wolf.”
“You did not mention you had been captured lately…” Silas watched for any signs of discomfort or subterfuge.
“Is that something you tell someone you just meet? Someone who refuses to tell you anything? Someone you do not trust?... No, it’s not.”
Silas nodded, point well taken. “I agree. How did you become their guest?”
Angus snickered. “Guest? Not by a long shot.” He eyed Silas for a moment. “Let’s do this, we each ask a question, get that answered and move to the next. So far I have been the only one releasing pertinent information and that is not fair.”
Silas eyed him for a moment and leaned forward so Angus could see how serious he took this matter. “Perhaps, but this is my country, I am in charge here. You stay or go by my word. I do not need to be fair. You are not my guest. You are an intruder, possibly a spy. So I’ll ask the questions and you’ll answer. If I feel sharing my knowledge with you is beneficial to my pack, I will do so.”
Angus stared at him for a few moments and then leaned back in the seat. “I told you someone was researching Asia and came to the continent looking for answers. That was ten or twelve years ago. Whispers of an organization seeking black wolves reached our ears. Later, we set Brix up to work on the inside to gather information and things were working smoothly. It took years before he learned anything of substance, but it was beginning to pay off. Recently, inquiries arose again regarding Asia. It was strange hearing that someone searched that intensely for information on one wolf. Fearing they were actually researching Brix, I got involved. One thing led to another and then I allowed myself to be caught so I could see what was going on.”
Silas nodded. That made sense.
“Imagine my surprise at learning this huge organization committed the atrocities against my brethren in the name of science. That is where I heard about Asia’s specific abilities. The doctors were in awe and afraid of her, there was some jealousy as well. They claimed she was a walking miracle with the Midas touch if they could duplicate her.”
Silas understood Angus’ shock. He had a similar experience when he met his mate. “Did they run tests on you?”
Angus nodded. “Yes, which was okay, because they talked when they thought the drugs knocked me out. That’s when I learned most of my information. But when they took me into an operating room to gut me like a fish so they could see my innards, my wolf took exception. We left.”
Remembering Asia’s report, it sounded like Angus left in a big way. “You get any data from that place?”
“No, just what I had seen or heard. All I left behind was my calling card. They will always remember their visit from a black wolf.” Angus chuckled. “There was one bit of disturbing news. While I was there I discovered they were in possession of one of our chameleon bracelets.”
Silas glanced at the one on his wrist. “That is unusual I take it.”
Angus nodded. “Yes. First off it only works with members of our pack, black wolves or their descendants. Second, if the person it has been made for dies, the bracelet dissolves, returns to the earth. Third, it is a death penalty to share the secrets of the black clan. Yet they were aware of what the bracelet can do.”
Neither spoke as the ramifications settled. “Someone betrayed your clan.”
Angus nodded. “It seems that way.”
“First time?” Silas asked skeptically.
“That I know of and I have been around as long as you have.”
“Then count yourself lucky. Something will surface, it always does. Just hope that it is not someone in your inner circle that makes it personal.”
Angus eyed him for a moment.
“Do not ask, I am not sharing that information,” Silas said sharply. “Brix is part black wolf?”
“Yes, a few litters down from pure. He was raised by the clan, been around us all his life. This assignment was tailor made for him; he rose through their ranks at a steady pace.”
“What happened to the implants and chips they put inside him?” Silas asked, leaning back in his seat and taking a sip of water from the bottle.
“When he removed his bracelet, everything regarding the chameleon died, short circuited, ceased to exist…”
“Okay, I understand. That’s a handy tool then.” Silas looked at the bracelet with appreciation. “Who makes them for the clan?”
“Me.”
Silas met his wary gaze. “Seriously? You are the only one who makes these? What happens if you disappear…like now? What does your clan do?”
“They wait or go without. If I had been able to get my hand on the bracelet I might have been able to discover which bracelet was taken and trace it back to the traitor.” He exhaled. “Even then I am unsure if I can do that if the bracelet has been used multiple times.”
“Have you alerted your Alpha?”
“Yes…he is aware of what is going on.” He paused. “Actually, there is a bit of fuss going on right now. Some of us want to continue to follow our original Alpha…”
“The dead one?” Silas asked with a raised brow.
Angus frowned. “He is still amongst us, just in spirit, that is all.”
“Okay.” Silas nodded, knowing exactly where this was headed.
“Others want a new Alpha. The usurper has delivered a challenge for the position.”
Silas laughed. He could not help it. He had heard all manner of weird things in his position over the years. But challenging the dead for a position? That was a first. When he could pull it together, he met Angus’ glower. “Did your Alpha accept the challenge?” He laughed again at the absurd notion.
“It is not funny. I thought you would understand since you are an Alpha. But once again, I am mistaken about you.”
“I would require my Alpha to be alive as well. I already have a spirit being in my life. I follow the Goddess, but she is not involved in my day to day activities. I vote with the challenger, a pack needs a physical Alpha in the den. Not one hovering nearby in the clouds.”
“You only say that because you have no idea of how great he was…is. There has never been an Alpha of his caliber.” He sighed. “I miss the old days.”
Silas eyed him for a moment while various thoughts ran through his head. “Who are these Liege Lords and why did they come after me? Is it because my wolf is black or do they want my position? I do not understand the reasons for their attacks.” He asked to get the conversation back on track. There was nothing to be gained by mocking Angus’ memories.
“Power. Money. Prestige, those are the normal reasons, but I am not sure these Liege Lords have a reasonable reason for doing what they do. At some point they stumbled across a dual-natured man and took an interest. No question they are making a lot of money, but they have been doing this for centuries. I also wonder with you what their end game is. Their actions make little sense.”
Silas nodded. “How many Liege Lords are there? Do they recruit? Are they all from a previous century…Liege is an old title.”
Angus shrugged. “I only saw one and heard his name by accident. One of the doctors called him Sir Roderick and he slapped the man to the ground. Apparently, using names was against the rules.”
That was not one of the names Asia mentioned. “What did he look like?” It seems they had their work cut out for them if they wanted to eradicate this group from American soil.
“Average chap. My height, slim build, fair complexion, dark brown hair and eyes.”
Silas pointed to the bracelet. “Can you…do that thing…show me what he looks like?”
Angus closed his eyes. The next moment a tall male with pockmarks on his face sat in the seat across from him.
“Hold that position I want the twins to see this so we will all know who to look for.”
Angus nodded and crossed his hands over his belly reclining in the chair.
“Rone, Rese, come here
,” Silas said through their links.
“It is important that you keep this information to yourselves. I do not want anyone to know we have access to this new device. If you did not know, this is Angus wearing a chameleon device which is unique to his clan. Most importantly, I want you to memorize this face and build of the person he is mimicking. The man is Sir Roderick and he is a Liege Lord. I have not seen this person, but I want us to all be on the lookout because he can be anywhere,” Silas said watching their expressions.
Tyrese nodded slowly. “Because we don’t know what they look like they could be living in the town and we wouldn’t know. This is good. We can go on the offensive.”
“Do we know how many Liege Lords there are?” Tyrone asked.
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