Page 92 of Alpha's Revenge Luna
I drop the picture with a gasp and take a step back when I notice the girl’s reflection in one of the windows, who stood behind my father.Trinity, and she is glaring at my father’s back.Dion holds his hands out in a placating gesture like he is trying to wrangle a wounded animal.
“No!”I suddenly feel like the air is being pulled from mylungs.
“I’m not a liar, Emery.I did try to tell you,” he murmurs, and my hands shake.
“How?”I ask, and Dion presses his lips in a line like he doesn’t want to tell me.
“Trinity was wearing a button camera,” he tells me.He holds out his hand, and I hear Kyrio step toward us.He passes Dion his keys, and Dion fiddles with the bottle open on it for a second.
At first, I think he broke it, but then he shows me a hidden USB concealed inside it.
“This is the footage from the camera before your father found it and broke it.That is how I know it was your father who killed her.”
“Excuse me?”I ask him.
I reach for it, but he pulls it away.“You don’t want to see it, Emery.Remember Trinity, how she was.”
“But it was a rogue attack,” I tell him.
“Did you see any rogues?”he asks, and I pinch my brows as I remember that day.
“No, my mother sent me to my room.The alarms sounded, and the roller shutters went down.I couldn’t see outside.But I remember hearing the snarls, her scream.I remember my father wailing for her,” I murmur.
“I rather that be the memory you have of her.”Dion tells me, and I swallow, my eyes blurring with tears.
Dion steps around the desk, moving toward me, but I step back.He pauses watching me for a second and I suddenly feel colder.“I’m going to wait in the car,” I tell him.
I don’t wait for an answer, instead I quickly leave, wishing I never stepped foot in Alpha Farren’s pack house.Stepping outside, the wind howls and I make my way to the car when something catches my attention out of the corner of my eye, and I stop, looking toward the trees that surround the packhouse.Goosebumps raise on my arms, and the hair on the back of my neck stands on end.My eyes scan the area looking for whatevercaused my unease, but I find nothing.Yet, I could have sworn, I saw a figure out of the corner of my eye standing by the tree edge.
Moving toward the car, I climb in the back and put my seatbelt on, yet that sense of unease doesn’t leave until I hear the door close to the packhouse.Peering over at the huge house, Dion and Kyrio emerge, their expressions grim.Dion’s frown deepens as he walks back toward the car, his eyes scanning the surroundings like he’s searching for answers in the wind.He even stops briefly, and I don’t miss how he subtly sniffs the air, looking in the direction of the forest behind the house.He shakes his head, climbing into the passenger seat.
“Did you find anything else?”I ask when I notice Dion’s gaze still at the forest.
“We found nothing,” Kyrio says as he closes the car door.“It’s as if everyone just vanished.”
I stare at Dion, searching his face for clues.His jaw is set, a muscle twitching in his cheek.“It’s too clean, and where is everyone,” he says, his voice low and troubled.“There’s no sign of a fight, no blood, nothing.It’s like they were never there.”
I shiver, despite the warmth of the car.“What does that mean?”I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.
Dion’s gaze meets mine, and I see a storm brewing in his eyes.“It means we’re dealing with something much bigger than we thought,” he says.“Something’s being covered up and quite extensively because where is everyone?”he mutters, yet his gaze goes back to the trees.
“I could have...”Dion stops and Kyrio glances at him.
“You hear something?”I ask him and Dion tenses in his seat.He twists to look at me.“I smelt something.Why did you hear something?”
I shake my head.“No, but when I came out, I thought I saw something move by the…”
“By the forest?”I hastily nod and he looks at Kyrio.
“What is it?”I ask Dion.
“Someone knows we are here and is watching.Notsurprising we are at a pack, so someone has to have seen us drive in, but why not come to the house.Also, why were there no guards?”Dion asks, having the same thoughts I had earlier.
So it is strange.Then I am not being paranoid.
As we drive away from the packhouse, I can’t help but feel a sense of dread settling in my stomach.Whatever is happening, it’s clear we’re only just beginning to scratch the surface of.
Kyrio drives through the town, and we stop next to the massive library.A smaller building is beside it, nestled between the library and the courthouse.
