Chapter 6

"Now we know who our Luna is." After relaying Lydia’s mind-link report to Archer, Issac concluded.

“Elena, the daughter of the Dark River Pack’s Beta, and the only girl who escaped from she-wolves trafficking.”

“Thank Moon Goddess.” Archer murmured with one hand on his forehead, “She had a twin sister who was sacrificed to the 50-year-old Alpha by their beta parents. Maybe they tried to sacrifice her too.”

Leo grounded his fangs in his mind, “Don’t forget Bella, dude. That’s her best and only friend and they sold her too. WHAT A DEN OF MONSTERS!”

“I know.” Archer soothed him and turned to Issac, who continued his report, “Alpha Xavier is the one behind that. Lilian is just one of his victims.”

“Our friends of other species also found girls missing.” said Archer, “We should pay a visit to some of them for more clues.”

"Speaking of clues, this is what the mermaids got for us.” Issac handed Archer a file, “They lurked in the border waters and spied on two deliveries from the monster pack. Guess what they found? You can never imagine: It was the fathers and brothers that transported their daughters and sisters. They just acted like unrelated strangers to the girls."

"What?" Archer frowned.

"They were poisoned. The mermaids picked up a small bottle of pills there. It dropped from one of the he-wolves. I had the doc do a analysis.” Issac opened an eye-link to show the testing report, “Long-term use of the pills will cause mental trance and memory loss. That’s why they became so cold-blooded, numb, and even unable to recognize their family members."

Archer read the report carefully, "Wolfsbane, some chemical things only found in the human world..." he frowned to the “UNKNOWN”, “What’s this ingredient?”

Issac shrugged, “Unknown yet. Some mysterious Herbs, maybe. ”

Archer leaned back to his chair and tapped the desk with his fingers, "It's not the same as the half-pill I found at the place where Lilian disappeared, though quite similar.” He paused to think it over, “So Alpha Xavier has worked with the humans and produced two drugs. One is for the girls, the other is for their families."

Issac nodded, "Seems so."

Archer remembered the toxins in Elena’s body, "Elena’s toxins was different from these two drugs too. How many drugs did they produce?”

“Who knows.” Issac sighed heavily to the complicated situation, “I have a bad feeling that we might be on to something really big.”

“But there's only one thing you should care about right now.” Leo reminded Archer, “How to cleanse her toxins."

“Sure." Archer got deep in thought, "So first, we have to figure out how she got poisoned."

***

Elena returned to the room where she woke up, tired of talking and thinking back to all the bad things.

She confessed everything except what her parents fed her, and allowed Lydia to tell her Issac. She was sure that Alpha would know soon. So the only thing she needed to do was just waiting.

Elena let out of a sigh of relief and exhaustion, and a drowsy feeling crept over her. “Could you leave me alone, please?” She mumbled to Lydia. The latter had earned some of her trust by offering the most patience and understanding, so she’d like to be more kind and polite.

Lydia looked at her worriedly, "You sure you don’t eat anything? You look pale."

Elena just shook her head listlessly and crawled onto the bed like a frail kitten.

She’d let Archer know about his Luna’s appetite. Lydia thought and silently walked out. 

Elena closed her eyes and failed to fall asleep at once. Her mind was in a whirl, fragments of the past flashing back chaotically.

She was not so suspicious before. Like any innocent child, she trusted her family.

Until she was 8 years old.

The little Eliana looked exactly like her. They both had short black hair, dark eyes, and healthy wheat tans for running around the yard every day. And when they smelled the familiar scent of eggs wafting out of their kitchen window, they knew it was their dearest mother luring them home with her best omelets.

“Parsley for Eliana, and paprika for Elena.” said Abigail in front of the windowsill, sprinkling her homemade spices on each of the two omelets. And then Eliana and she would let out a cheer and ran home hand in hand.

They always raced to see who finished her plate first and then went for the other's. And Abigail would wipe her hands on her apron while watching her daughters with the most loving smile.

But someday, when they were playing games in the yard, Greyson appeared at the windowsill in place of Abigail.

“Come on and eat, pups!” The stern middle-aged man shouted impatiently.

Little Elena stopped and pulled Eliana up from the ground. “Do you smell?” She sniffed, “Mom’s omelets.”

“Yeah.” Eliana muttered, “Something is different.”

Actually, everything was different.

Abigail was sobbing behind the door, leaving the two of them struggling to eat the yucky omelets under Greyson’s watch.

“Mom, where’s my paprika?” asked Elena.

“There it is. The red thing.” Greyson pointed her plate and exhaled a smoke ring.

“It’s not my paprika. It’s sticky.” She threw a tantrum in her delicate voice. But Greyson just glared at her, “Would you eat or not?”

Eliana looked from her father to sister. Unknown fear pushed her to nibble her omelet which was as sticky as Elena’s.

Minutes later, she threw up as Elena started to cry.

“You have a poor sense of taste, my little wolves!” Abigail rushed out with tears sliding down her face, "Remember my advice.” She held them in her arms and whispered in their ears, “If you’re offered any food, don’t eat."

“What are you talking about, bitch!” Greyson smashed a wine glass towards them. The glass shattered into pieces in front of Elena, and then reassembled into a mirror reflecting her and Eliana at the age of 12.

They were hiding in the lady’s bathroom at school. There was nobody here. In fact, they were the only two left in the whole girls’ school.

“Where are the others?” Young Elena asked timidly, “Alice? Phoebe? Carmen?” The three girls were their last schoolmates.

“They shifted last night.” Eliana replied an irrelevant answer.

Elena looked at her in the mirror. They still looked the same, but their expressions were different.

Eliana added calmly, even coldly, "It was Mom's spices that saved us."

"What do you mean?”

“We don’t have wolves." Sedate Eliana turned to panicked Elena, “The girls with wolves would be living death."

"What?"

"Because they will be in heat and ruined by dirty lust."

Dirty lust.

Lust.

Lust...

“Lust makes a girl a woman.” 

With that, Xavier emerged in the mirror at which Elena staring, holding Eliana on his lap.

Eliana just got out of the 18th birthday party Greyson threw for her alone, wearing a crop top, a spangle skirt and age-inappropriate makeup. She had been taller, with dyed long curly hair which Elena didn’t have, looking up at the devil Alpha with a flattering smile.

Xavier kissed her cheek and reached his wrinkled hand into her top.

“You are far more beautiful than you twin.” The gray-haired old man squeezed her puffy breasts out of her v-neck as he leaned to sniff her virginal fragrance, “Look at her hair! She’s just a tomboy.”

Eliana giggled, “She is!” then moaned when her pink nibbles were thumbed. She put her thumb into her mouth and stroked her pussy in white panties, mumbling, “So Daddy likes me better.”

“He taught you this?” Xavier covered her little hand on her pussy and led her to rub in circles.

“No.” She wiggled and whispered in his ears, “I was self-taught.”

Buried in her breasts, Xavier let out a muffled chuckle, “Naughty girl.” 

“Only for you. You don’t know how much I love you.” She pouted and murmured to him, just like he was her best mate.

“Really?” Xavier’s smile widened to a large, fierce-looking mouth, “Then why didn’t you sacrifice your virgin before you get so old?”

All of sudden, he torn her top apart and bared his fangs at her tender neck.

"Get off her!" snarled Elena.

She pounced on out of her mind, but a transparent wall blocked her. Her fallen sister was going to be invaded by the evilest man right in front of her, and there was nothing she could do!

"FUCK! XAVIER!” Elena cried out blood with the most hatred, punching and kicking the invisible wall with all her strength, “I WILL SEND YOU TO HELL!"

In response, Xavier turned into a giant black wolf and let out a terrifying growl. Eliana's scream cut through her twin sister’s heart, and Laurel roared out almost at the same time.

Burning, with a splitting headache and an exploding heart, Elena cried out --

"Ahhhhhh!"

"WAKE UP, ELENA!!”

The familiar male voice pierced through her mind.

“I’m here, Elena! Do you hear me? WAKE UP!!!"

With that call, the evil world of Elena's dream shook and crumbled into pieces. She open her tear-filled eyes, seeing a pair of blue eyes glistening in the dark, and the owner of the eyes was holding her face.

“It was just a nightmare. You’re with me now.” The most handsome man she’d ever seen whispered as his lips almost touching hers, "No worries, honey. I'll help you send whoever you hate to hell."