SUMMERI watched Mitch as he told them the reasons for the meeting, his voice carrying out through the hall. The people in the room all had their attention fixed on him as if they might miss something important if they didn't do that. “Mitch sure missed his calling. He would have done well as a newscaster,” Miles leaned close to whisper, mocking Mitch, knowing he could hear him. I shot a glare at him, and he shut up very fast, sitting up as he focused on Mitch, looking like a well-behaved kid. I hid the smile on my face. Knowing I had such powers over my mates always gave me this intense joy. When Mitch concluded his speech, he returned to his chair next to mine, giving the people the chance to voice their opinions about the deaths. “Good morning,” Elder Maxwell greeted as he rose from his chair. “Good morning,” came the response from the others. We only nodded at him as Mitch motioned for him to proceed with what he had to say. He cleared his throat, getting ready to give his op
My mates stood at his words. “How dare you?” Mike growled at him. “Oh?” He cocked his head to the side, a small smile playing on his lips. “Pardon me, my Alphas. I was just letting them know of something you omitted.”“And you —” I held Miles, shaking my head when he turned to look at me. “You can proceed with that, Pete. Continue," I ordered, gesturing for him to complete his words. He looked stunned by my words but covered it up so fast it seemed like I had conjured that expression. “Thank you so much … Luna,” he bit out, the anger returning to his eyes. It was obvious he came for me. The bastard wanted to seek revenge for what had happened in the past. My mates turned to look at me, but I shook my head, motioning for them to sit. I knew I had to do this, or else it would cause a major problem. Should they prevent Pete from saying what he stepped out to do, he would still find a way to tell the others about it. It was better he did that in their presence, to show that their
“Are you insane?!” Mitch growled at him. “What sort of stupid proposition is this? Are you that tired of living?” Pete smiled, tilting his head to the side as he stared at him. He knew his plans were working. His words were getting to my mates. Soon, he would have what he wanted, but I wasn't about to let that happen. “That's an excellent suggestion,” I stated, rising from my seat. My mates glanced back at me, shocked by my words. The way their eyes widened as they watched me approach Pete, said it all. “I never thought of it that way. With me as a bait, the killer will show up faster. Don't you think?” I questioned, looking around. There was utter silence in the room as the rest of the people watched me, their faces awash with fear. I could tell why they were scared. They weren't terrified because of me, but my mates. “What the fucking hell are you talking about?!” Mitch gritted out through clenched teeth. I will give them credit. They managed to stay calm despite the brewing s
“You have to do what? Use yourself as bait? Listen to yourself, baby girl. This isn't any solution! You are only putting your life on the line for those who don't care about you! Can't you see that?” Mitch whirled around, his eyes blazing with barely restrained fury. “It's that bastard's fault. Had he not proposed such a stupid thing, you wouldn't be having this kind of thought.”“But —”“This is final, Summer. It's not up for debate. You are not using yourself as bait, we won't allow it!” I frowned at him, wondering what it would take for them to see what I was trying to show them. I would lie should I say I don't know how dangerous this would be, but with the right approach, we can get everything sorted out. “Won't you be there with me? You can lie waiting in the forest, and catch the killer when they try to take me. You can —”“We are not speaking of this anymore, Summer. You are not doing that and it's final. We won't allow you to hurt yourself because of people who don't love y
I rolled my eyes at his question as I took a helping of the fried rice and sat back. I didn't answer his questions, knowing it would bring rise to more. Though Mitch had never been this pissed with me, I had seen him with his brothers whenever he was furious at them. Replying to him would do more harm than good, which was why I pretended as if I didn't hear him. “Do you like the food?” Miles questioned, smiling at me. “Is it to your liking?”He looked shy, blushing as he waited for my reply. “Hmm. This tastes great,” I replied with a nod of my head, knowing that was something he wanted to hear. His face broke out in a smile as he leaned back on his chair, looking content. It wasn't difficult to make him smile. Just a word from me and he was already this thrilled. We ate in silence as I did everything in my power to ignore the men glaring at me. You would think they wouldn't eat tonight because they were pissed, but they did. They ended up eating almost all the meals Miles made for
“And what has Miles got to do with all this?”He sighed, looking towards his brother before he sat next to me and took my left hand in his. I wanted to ask him to let go, to show him I was still pissed at him, but I didn't. “You have to understand us, baby girl. We are only doing this because we love and care for you. We don't want to see you hurt,” he explained, reaching towards me to place his left palm on my head. “We wish to keep you safe. This is why we are doing this. It's not because we don't want you to help..”I puffed out a breath, not saying a word as I listened to him. “We want to keep you as safe and far away from the troubles of the pack as possible. You are pregnant, darling. you can't do something rash even if it's for the pack.”“We care a lot for you, Summer. That's why we are doing this. I know it might seem like we don't want you to help us, but that's not it,” Mike added, rising from the couch. He approached me and squatted in front of me, placing his hands on m
And that got me. I paused, looking at the phone before I asked in a low tone. “What do you know about the killer?”He chuckled at my question, sounding amused. I bet that was what he wished to hear. “Do you want to know about the man who has been causing trouble in the pack?”“The man? How did you know the gender? Who are you?” I questioned, not about to be fooled by a prank call. I still didn't recognize who I was speaking with and wanted to know it now more than ever. “Do you want to know who I am, Summer?” He demanded, chuckling at the end of the question. “Yes.”Had this been a normal circumstance, I would have snapped at him for wasting my time instead of going straight to the point, but I didn't. I wanted to know who the man was and why he called me to talk about the killer. There were still things I needed to know, and he seemed like the only person who could tell me what I wanted to hear. “I'm the one,” he stated, this time in a serious tone. I scoffed at that, crossing m
MITCHWe decided to always be there with our mates. Each of us took turns whenever we had to leave. For today, I was assigned to stay with her while the others left to check on the recent corpses. The killer had topped up their games. After the call he gave Summer, ten bodies showed up. And it had only been three days! Three fucking days. It made little sense to me. Why was he doing all this? What does he hope to gain? Luckily, he hasn't called Summer since that day. We kept her phone with us, waiting for him to call, but the bastard didn't. It seemed he somehow knew we were the ones holding the phone and refused to call, knowing we would answer it and trace him. We didn't tell Summer about the recent deaths, realizing that would only bother her. We wanted to keep her happy and her thoughts away from the pack. This was one of the doctor's instructions.“I want milk doughnuts,” Baby girl moaned, looking at me with puppy eyes. “Get some for me, darling. The babies are hungry,” she ad