NovelUSA"Oh, I know, Dear. My grandson comes hat late hours and always looks so tired," she sighed. "You know if there's anything you need, I'm here. I might be old, but I can still fight." I realized that this old woman wore a gamma tattoo proudly on her arm, and I raised my brows. She was a gamma warrior? "I don't doubt that," Lucy giggled before straightening up, following the sound of my throat clearing loudly. There was no tfor small talk or catching up with an old friend; I needed to find Judy. "Speaking of your grandson, is he home?" She shook her head, a small frown marring her wrinkled features. Her eyes finally found mine, and I saw the nerves clouding her vision.
"Is everything okay?" She asked, her eyes fixed back on Lucy's face. "With Spencer, I mean?" Lucy looked over her shoulder atand then turned back to Carol.
"We aren't sure," she admitted. "But it's better if we find him sooner or later. He took off with someone, and we need to find her." Her brow furrows.
"He left with a woman?" She asked. "Oh heavens... please tellit wasn't Judy Montague." Did everyone in this pack know of his obsession with Judy and not think for a second that she should know about it? Or maybe Judy did know about it and just didn't care.
The thought madefeel sick to my stomach, but I pushed the bile down and narrowed my eyes at Carol.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"We need to know where he could have brought her. She's not at hand she's not here. Is there anywhere else he would have taken her?" I asked, my tone leaving no room for arguments.
She stared atfor a moment, probably weighing her options and trying to figure out my intentions.
"You have to promiseyou won't hurt him," she said slowly. She's the first person, besides Judy, who can lookdirectly in the eyes while my Lycan aura radiates so strongly. She must be an incredibly powerful wolf.
"I can't promise that," I say honestly. "If he touched her... if she's hurt in any way, your grandson's blood will be on my hands. But if you cooperate, I'll try to make it less painful and quicker. That's the best you're going to get." I didn't have tto feel bad; she winced at my words, and Lucy stared atwith her mouth agape like she couldn't believe I just said that to an old woman.
Carol swallowed, and I knew from the look in her eyes that she wasn't going to argue with me, so she nodded.
"He had a cabin 10 miles south of here," she said slowly. "It's in the rogue district. If you follow the road to the fork and then go down the pathway, accessible by car, on the right side of the road. A mile in, you'll find a gathering of trees that almost look like a wall. Drive around it and you'll find a cabin hidden in the darkest corner away from the eyes of the road. It's his hideout." "He has a hideout in the rogue district?" Lucy asked, raising her brows.
She nodded.
"He found it when he was a little boy.
He ran off after a particularly bad fight with his parents. He needed space and was gone before anyone could blink. Apparently, he made it to the rogue district, and he fought off all of them, scaring them away from that section. He was young, but fierce and powerful, and they knew it right away. Though he was too young to have a wolf, he had been a trained fighter his whole young life and was exceptionally skilled. Plus, they knew better than to mess with someone from a pack, so that helped as well. They left that cabin and that area alone ever since." "How do you know about this?" I asked skeptically. "Are you sure this place is real?" She nodded.
"Yes, he showedhimself. I was against it at first, obviously but I saw how at ease he was compared to when he's hwith his parents. Who was I to take that away from him? Everyone needs an escape... the cabin was his." "And you think he brought Judy to this cabin?" I asked.
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"If he's not at her place or here... then yes. That's the only other place he'd think to go," she replied.
Just as I was about to turn and head towards the cabin, theard screaming froma distance, followed by growling. Gunshots went off, and the sounds of shifting roamed through the streets, reaching my ears in seconds.
"What's going on?" Lucy asked.
I looked around, smelling something that made my stomach coil. I heard more gunshots and more shifting there was screaming and running going on all around us, though we could barely see anything through the gunpowder and dirt that was filling the pack.
"Holy shit," Carol whispered, her eyes wide as she pointed in the distance.
I turned, and my eyes narrowed when I saw what she was looking at.
Rogues.
They were all running towards the pack.
And there was a shit ton of them.
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