THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE

"And that's it?" Kyle is the first to speak. I calmly nod my head as I say;

"Yes, that's it.” In a very dry tone. "She didn't give me a name. She said he wore a mask or had her blindfolded whenever he came to see her, so she didn't see his face and when I tried to ask if she could trace her way back to the house where she was locked up, she said she couldn't and started crying. That's all I got from her."

“So, she was locked up and in a dungeon cell all alone and tortured for five good years and she survived? She came out from that cell with all her brain cells still intact? I don't believe it."

"What are you insinuating?"

"Did you not stress on the importance of this investigation to her?"

"I did... but she was crying and she looked so fragile and pitiful .. I couldn't..."

"Exactly. That's her game!"

"What game?" I ask, curious as I keep my gaze glued on his face. He's fuming. It's just a matter of time before steam starts flying out of his ears. Why is he so agitated about this issue?

"Why won't she talk? She claims to have been locked up and tortured for five years, why won't she say anything beyond that? Anyone who experiences such a brutal treatment and escapes will want revenge, especially when he or she meets people who are ready to execute that revenge with her. Why is her case different? Why does she just want to bury everything and move on?"

"I do not have answers to that question, Kyle." I say in a tired tone.

"Alpha Reagan, I'm sorry to use this tone on you, but I really don't feel good about this girl's sudden return. It's bugging me."

"It's bugging me too, Kyle."

"Exactly why we have to investigate on our own, My Lord. I have been waiting, hoping she'll say something that could lead us somewhere, but since it's evident that she doesn't want to talk or tell us the truth, I'll do things my way and we both know my way has never failed!" He concludes with his stone called eyes fixed on my face.

I'm speechless.

"That said..." He continues. "If you'll permit me, I'd like to take my leave now. I have work to commence with."Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

I reply with a hand show to the door. He bows and exits the office. I turn to Ronald.

"Why is he so pissed?"

"You know he has a point, right?"

Asks Ronald as he comes closer to me. "I understand that Selena is your former mate. She's a woman you've loved with all your heart before, that's why it's hard for you to be as strict as you should with this case, but don't let past emotions and sentiments blind your sense of judgement."

"What do you mean?" I ask in the calmest tone.

"She looks all frail and pitiful and that's getting to you. I would be shaken as well if I were in your shoes, but like I said don't let past emotions derail you from thinking as you should. What I'm trying to say is, we should not rule out the possibility ofthis being a set up."

"A set up?"

"Yes. You have so many enemies and you'll be surprised at the lengths they are willing to go just to bring you down, so the last thing you want to do is trust anyone blindly. Even if that person is your ex-mate."

I let out another deep sigh.

Everytime I have a meeting with them about Selena, they say something that makes my heart trip.

Set up?

“Also, we both know you cannot accept two mates. The pack cannot have two Lunas so you have to choose between Selena and Ashanti. You want to make sure you chose the right person, My Lord."

"I'm well aware of that, Ronald."

"Then let Kyle do what he's best at doing. I trust he'll solve this case in less than no time and tell us what we need to know. For now, just keep trying to get what you can get out of Selena."

"Yes, Sir." I reply in a formal tone. He stares at me and shakes his head, probably calling me an idiot in my heart.

“That said, I'll take my leave now." I watch him turn his back at me and leave just like Kyle did. The moment the door closes behind him, I bury myself in my thoughts.

What exactly is Selena's purpose in this pack?