A Wolf's Tear

thirty six: spies

“I’ll set up a meeting for us both in due time but for now, allow me to say thanks again. The magnitude of this event has caused me to rethink my vectors back home.” Talon grimaced.

“Yes, but spies are to be expected Alpha Highcliff. Money is a great coercer and the loyal ones waver at the right price.”

“I would have come here yesterday but right after I found the bodies of the wolves from pack San Ignacio, I’ve come to realize that some of them were my wolves’ relatives. They were spies also. Wolves that I dine with and work very close to. I needed time to resolve my problems.”

That’s why wolves in the profession of spying were masters of their profession. It takes years to assimilate and form their roots in their target packs. They were believable, becoming friends and family all the while feeding information to their home pack. Sadly, Nathaniel had encountered them too. He was forced to displace a male wolf, a spy, who had met his mate in pack Morris, had his children. And when it was discovered he was working for a small pack from across the country, he was kicked out of the pack, leaving his spouse and children behind. It was a hard thing to watch but even his mate couldn’t look at him after he used lies to build a fake life.

“It’s not an easy task to identify spies, Alpha. You’re not the only wolf who has dealt with problems like these.”

Talon shook his head, disappointed.

“It’s hard, actually. On one point, would I be overstepping my statute of limitations if I asked to stay longer, an hour or so to speak with my cousin’s mate?”

“Take all the time you need,” Nathaniel responded with a lopsided smile. “If you’ll excuse me, there are matters I need to attend to.”

He lowers his head and turns to his room.

Things were buried and done. The doubts in Nathaniel’s mind continued to brew and become bigger, louder. Despite having no sleep, a rush in his blood caused him to move, desperate to find something he didn’t know.

With Frank Remmington possibly giving fragments of the truth, he had the urge to assess the nature of his wolves, find cracks in his ruling.

There was something wrong in his pack, he just couldn’t figure out what it was.

~•°•~

“That idiotic wolf, barging in here, pretending like nothing happened. That gull of that man, seriously. I should have ripped his balls right then and there.” She groans under her breath as she walked to her home.

Lilian felt like a betrayed dog. Her emotions toyed and scorched. It’s been years since she’s seen him and yet he was still the biggest asshole she had ever encountered.

She wondered if this is how a mental crisis felt like. Nervous and barely keeping it together. To top of all of this, Grace has been given a mate, a Remmington of all wolves.

The Moon was truly cruel as it wasn’t just a wolf from pack Remmington, but someone of their flesh. This was her punishment of beating the living hell out of Francis, she was sure it.

She pushes through her door, slamming it loudly behind her.

“Get yourself together, Lilian. He’s just the guy you used to blow.”

But damn. He was the only wolf capable of giving her multiple orgasms in quick succession. To add insult to injury, he did all of that with his masterful use of his tongue and rough fingers. The only regret she’s ever had was not having him inside her. He was after all a man of values, or what he said. Value his ass. He might act prim and proper, but he was a man of sexual prowess, she knew that very much.

If only he was slightly loose with his belief.

Lilian enters her kitchen to grab a tall glass, trying to wash off her mind from her old boyfriend. She groans. He was reluctant at saying that word when they were together even when they were together for two years. What he preferred using was the term “friends with benefits”.

As she poured herself a glass of water, a wolf entered her vision. Immediately, she was more angry. After meeting her pretentious ex, now she needed to face another idiot.

“What are you doing here?” She spat. “Your post has been made, wolf. Go back and-”

Before she could finish her words, the wolf draws his pistol and fires one shot. Lilian felt the bullet lodged in her shoulder. She false down on the floor. Her head hitting the table’s edge. She felt instantly weakened. Her wolf disappeared. The beat of her heart going out of control.

This wolf.

This traitorous wolf whom she considered as a close ally was grinning down on her as he pointed a gun on her forehead.

Could he really kill her? Never had she expected a wolf like him would have the shine in his spine to act like this. But alas, he was a spy.

“You,” she hissed at the pain, breathing heavily. “How could you do this?”

The wolf shrugs.

“I’m sorry, Lilian. I’m just following orders from my Beta.”

A flash of light covered the room momentarily as Lilian’s blood carpeted the linoleum floor.

~•°•~

Bella sat beside Harrick in the car. She was more than ready for this. She had weeks to prepare for this. Much to Harrick’s disapproval, she insisted on coming. She wasn’t about to sit in her room and do nothing.

She leans onto him, pecking his cheek. It caused her to chuckle.

“My wolf, your happiness suits you so well.” Harrick chimes.

Why couldn’t have the Moon given her this man instead of his brother? It would sure make a lot of things less complicated.

“Tell me the good news, love.” She says.

Harrick nodded.

“Our informant has sent me a message. We’ve subdued one of Nathaniel’s lackeys, his Beta. Without her, things will get easier. But the one thing is, Nathaniel has his wolf back.”

Bella kisses her teeth.

“That’s not good,” She says. “Why now? Couldn’t his wolf just stayed away?”

A chuckle erupted from him.

“His wolf coming back is just a hiccup, wolf. Trust me, after we are done, they will come to fear our names again.”

~•°•~

Hey, everyone! I hope you're having an awesome day. Forgive me for the length of this chapter.

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