Maya's POV“What the heck is Greene playing at?”Henry's question hung in the air along with the many other not-so-rhetorical questions that had been thrown out since we convened in Chase's study.Chase and I were together on the couch, Henry was swivelling behind the desk— which earned him occasional glares from Chase— and Ron was pacing dizzying circles around the room.“Ron, you'll wear a hole in the carpet.” I joked.“I'll buy a new one if that happens.” He replied without pause.“Hear me out!” Henry exclaimed, springing out of his chair. “What if he put it off because of what happened yesterday? His spy got caught and he knows we'll suspect him so he brings up a bullshit excuse and postpones the whole thing so that he has time to rebuild his front and avoid getting caught. Maybe even recruit another spy or two.” As he spoke, his gestures became exaggerated and when he was done, he waited expectantly for a response.“That’s highly unlikely.” Chase sighed. “Louis said that Greene h
Maya's POVI chatted with a member in the living room while waiting for Henry. I missed having Genny and Faith under the same roof with me. I had made more friends here but I still needed a daily dose of Faith's snarkiness and Genny's kindness. With Christian back, I had been giving them some space for family time but I was starting to regret that decision.Henry returned shortly after with a bulging rucksack and gestured at me to follow him.“Where are we going?” I asked as we left the house.“The garage.”I wanted to ask why we needed to go there but that was another place I hadn't gotten to see yet, so I kept my mouth shut. We walked several feet away from the house and I frowned. “The garage isn’t attached to the house?”“Nope.” He smirked. “It was at first but given the amount of cars we kept collecting, we eventually broke it down and built a new one away from the house. Right here.”My jaw dropped to the ground. The building in front of us was massive. If I hadn't known it was
Maya's POVWe tried two more tapes just to be sure and we were right. The view was either blocked by a wall, a vase, et cetera. Displayed on the TV now was a shadowy view of what appeared to be a shelf.“With the first two, I thought it was that way because he was new to the whole spy thing or had hidden it too quickly.” I squinted at the black-and-white screen. “But he did it intentionally.”Thus, only the audio aspect was useful. “Why on earth would he do that?”Henry ran a hand through his hair. “Who knows? Guilt? Maybe he knew what he was doing was bad enough so blocking the lenses was his way of atoning by maintaining some sense of privacy.”“He could have just bugged everywhere with listening devices instead.”“True but I guess we'll never know.” Henry shrugged. His eyes held a faraway look and I remembered that unlike me, he had known Louis better.I didn't ask how he was dealing with the loss or if they had been close. How could I? How did one handle such a situation?So I sat
Maya's POVI yawned and sunk deeper into the warm cloud of pillows, the scent of forest rain surrounded me and I hummed in satisfaction. That scent belonged to my mate.Wait.Pillows? Chase?I woke up with a start and nearly launched myself out of bed when a warm hand on my waist stopped me.“Where do you think you're going?” Chase a small tug and drew me into his arms.“I don't get it.” Another jaw-breaking yawn tore through me as I pulled back to see his face. It was fresh and alert— and devilishly handsome as usual of course— I assumed he had been up for a while.“You’ve showered?” I side-tracked but waved the question off when his lips twitched with humour. “Never mind that. How did I get here? Last I remembered, I was in the garage with Henry, going through Louis' recordings.” But now I was in our bed under an insanely soft duvet. I felt half tempted to go back to sleep. I peeked under the duvet to see that I was now in more comfortable clothes AKA Chase's T-shirt.Chase stroked
I got ready in minutes then with my hand in his, Chase led us to a towering oak door. I studied the cobwebs hanging from the sides and the dusty knob.“No one has been here in a while?” My question sounded more like a statement as I peered up Chase to see his mouth set in a hard line.I traced a thumb over his wrist and felt his pulse race. “Let's go back.”He squeezed his eyes shut and then opened them with resolve.“No.” Without hesitation this time, he inserted the key, turned the knob and we entered Aubrey’s part of the house.I don’t know what I expected to see or feel as I entered but it was certainly not this heavy feeling as I glanced at the soft feminine decor that looked like it had been chosen with attentiveness by Aubrey herself.Beside me, tension emanated from Chase as he walked us through the corridor in silence. When stopped at a picture frame on the wall, I heard Chase inhale sharply as if seeing Aubrey, even in a photograph, brought back the pain of her loss.I studi
Maya's POVChase wouldn’t let me into the archive room so I returned to our room and he joined me moments later with a pile of folders in his hands.I reached out to collect them but he held on with a grim expression.“These can’t leave this room.”“Yes, Alpha.” I drawled, my hands still extended“I'm serious, Maya.” Chase frowned.“So am I. I'll be careful.” When his sceptical frown didn't lift, my hands fell to my sides as I sighed. “I promise.”He reluctantly released the folders and I took it triumphantly over to the desk.“The staff in Aubrey's wing consisted of how many people?” I asked as I flipped open the first folder. It contained information on Theo– Theodora Franchez.“The housekeeper and two cleaners.”Closing Theo's folder, I stowed everything away in the drawer and turned to Chase“No cook?” I asked. I remember seeing a kitchen during our mini-tour.“There was but Aub mostly made her own meals. The few times she chose not to, the cook assigned to her wing worked from th
Maya's POVThe folders Chase gave me contained standard information about each individual. For the staff, it had their résumé, passport photograph, extensive background reports and contact information. Theo's folder contained only the latter three. I had pored over all the files at least six times since I got them yesterday but nothing stood out.It was all clean and tidy but then again, it's not like anyone would include an evil past in the 'talk about yourself' section. Also, Chase had mentioned that they all moved away from Drakor after the incident. Considering they were interrogated with torture, that was no surprise.A loud clap startled me out of my reverie to the sight of a red-faced Genny frowning at me.“Maya, are you even listening?”“Of course I am.” I lied through my teeth. I hadn't heard a single word she had saidAs if knowing this, her eyes narrowed. “What did I say then?”“Well...you said it—” I broke off with a sheepish wince before I could dig myself into a bigger h
Maya's POV“Please don’t call me again. I have nothing to say to you. I left that pack two years ago and I don’t want anything to do with it anymore.” She stated coldly and matter-of-factly.“I understand. It's just that—” The polite tone I'd maintained through gritted teeth was instantly replaced by an enraged growl as Aubrey's former housekeeper hung up on me.I buried my face in a pillow and screamed until my voice grew hoarse then I returned to the files on the other side of the bed, and flipped through the pages with a force that threatened to rip them.I stumbled on the housekeeper's passport and poked it in the eye out of spite. I didn’t have any voodoo magic but it gave me satisfaction regardless.Chase had missed out on a lot of technicalities when he gave me these folders. He never said I couldn't contact them, though I now had a feeling he knew it would be of no use.I had called all four individuals currently under my scrutiny. One had continuously gone straight to voicema