Helanie:
Sitting with Emt and listening to him made blush so hard now.
But it was a serious matter, so I had to compose myself.
"Pied Piper? As in that tale where the piper played the flute and made the children follow him?" Altan asked. Emt only nodded once, then blinked his eyes to confirm that’s exactly what he was talking about.
"I don’t understand. How is that tale related to these cases?" Altan said aloud, echoing the question I’d been silently wondering. But since Emt brought it up, he must know what he was talking about.
"Those children weren’t kidnapped. They left on their own," Emt’s statent made my eyes go wide.
"But where would they go? And how has no one heard about them all these days?" I asked, confused. If they left on their own, they must have had sowhere to go. They hadn’t left the pack— otherwise, the warriors would have noticed sothing.
But then again, the warriors hadn’t been doing a great job at the borders. I rembered how easy it had been for a wounded and disturbed to run away from the pack back then.
"They’re not alone. All I’m saying is that they’re the ones summoning whatever this demon is. And that demon helps them escape their hos," Emt said with confidence, making keep staring at his face.
"They’re summoning the demon? Why? And who is this demon?" Altan almost leaned forward like he was ready to climb into Emt’s mouth to get the answers directly.
"Sadness. They were all depressed and had talked about running away at one point or another.
As for the ’thing’—that’s what we have to find out," Emt said. His insight made feel proud of him. At least he’d figured out what was leading to the disappearances.
But it was still very confusing.
"How?" Altan questioned.
"Ti will tell. For now, I have sothing of the demon’s we can test. Maybe that’ll help us figure out what we’re dealing with," Emt suggested, and I began nodding.
However, the mont he stretched his arms, I had a feeling he was going to do sothing reckless, like put his arm around my shoulder and pull closer.
Thankfully, he noticed the scared look on my face and pulled his arm back.
I wasn’t afraid of being seen with him, we just needed to be the first to explain things ourselves, instead of letting others start a rumor that we’d end up confirming.
"But when can we expect the results?" I asked Emt. He turned to and stared straight at my lips, making self-conscious. I gulped.
"In a day or two," he said.
"What do you plan to do for the rest of the day?" he asked, completely ignoring Altan, as if he wasn’t even sitting with us.
I swear even Altan noticed, because he cleared his throat.
"If you two aren’t investigating anymore, I wanted to host a lunch in your honor, Helanie," Altan stated, his tone very steady.
"Let the pack mbers know you’ve co back to help them."
But his fingers intertwined anxiously, as if he wasn’t sure whether his invitation would receive a positive response.
"Actually, I have sothing else to do today," I replied to both.
Emt gave a nod before we both got up to leave. I told him where he needed to drop off.
Straight to the ntal asylum where they were keeping Diaz.
"You don’t want to co with you?" Emt asked, walking beside until the entrance.
"I’ll be fine. I need to do this alone," I reassured him with a soft smile, hoping it was enough to show I’d be okay.
The building looked cold and quiet from the outside. Tall beige walls, small windows with thick bars, and a heavy door that groaned when it opened as I stepped in.
My heart was pounding in my chest, even as I tried to convince myself I was ready.
But how could anyone ever really be ready for a etup like this?
The air slled like old dicine and sothing sour.
I stepped inside slowly, my boots echoing on the floor.
The lights above flickered, and the hallway stretched on, lined with closed doors. Behind one of them, he was waiting.
The man who ruined .
The man who thought he had every right over my body.
He never cared when I was being tortured in his pack.
But he was there to end the only happiness I had ever known.
My ntal peace, despite all the fucked-up people around .
But he stole that too.
They kept him in a quiet part of the building, far down the left hallway because he was an ex alpha.
I had to walk past an old tal gate that let out a loud buzzing sound as it unlocked.
His room was small. The walls were padded so he couldn’t hurt himself.
There was only a bed, a toilet, and one buzzing ceiling light that sounded like a trapped insect.
A cara sat in the corner, watching everything. Probably his outbursts too.
No sharp objects. No mirrors. Just him, the soft walls. I wondered if he ever thought about his actions and felt ashad of himself now that he was here.
He looked weak and fragile, almost as he shifted in bed and stared at .
He instantly tried to get up and co toward , but he was chained to the bed.
He could only get up and move so far.
"All hail the Alpha Queen," Diaz snickered, giving a full bow, knees to the ground, forehead touching the floor.
"I knew you would co. You wouldn’t miss the chance to et the man who made you a queen," he said, snickering like a madman.
But it was his words that made clench my fists.
"And I knew you would return to win my son again. But don’t think you’ve won. There is a bigger enemy waiting for you," he chuckled, speaking without saying a single word.
But I wasn’t going to walk away and let him win.
I was here to fuck with his mind.
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