Our group temporarily split into two. The twenty of us went straight from the casino's area to Alpha Marcus's mansion while the rest of us took care of the casino's workers. I hardly noticed Jetta was with us. I was so committed to the fight that, for me, she became yet another fighter on our team. I wouldn't allow her to become my distraction, no matter how hard she tried. Only when she appeared right beside me, I could see her absolutely focused on the goal, her body overfilled with adrenaline like mine. Well, I was relieved to see she didn't want to pick up a fight with me in such an absurd and extreme situation.
Jetta and I walked almost shoulder to shoulder, heading to the wire fence guarding the Alpha's mansion. While we were walking, I scanned her body. She had a few bruises already surfacing on her right shoulder, one around her collarbone, and one on her cheek. Her lip was torn and slightly bleeding, and yet her face was unmoved as if she didn't feel any pain at all.
"Are you all right?" I asked quietly, gently prodding her elbow.
"What do you care?" she spat, sending me a brief, dark glare.
"I'm asking out of concern if you are still able to fight," I said.
"Don't you dare act like you are already our Luna," she growled at me.
"Hey!" I jerked her hand, halting her. "Maybe it's my damn human nature, or maybe I don't just want to pick up your dead body from the ground, and that is the only reason why I asked!" I shot her a cold glower.
She stepped back, and I could see that my tone had made her baffled. "I… I'm all right," she muttered.
"Good. Hope you regenerate fast," I said, taking a few fast steps to match Draven's pace.
Draven was in constant contact with other teams through his phone's earpiece. When he finished another call, I saw a smirk of satisfaction painted on his face. I figured that the other groups must have succeeded in their part of the plan as well. Once Draven saw me walking next to him, he grabbed my hand and pulled me closer.
"They didn't hurt you, did they?" he asked while examining me.
"No," I smirked, "They couldn't even touch me."
"That's my girl," he said, stroking my hair. "Just be careful now. Fighting against Alpha Marcus's best warriors won't be that easy. They were trained to quickly transform into their wolf form, and they will almost certainly turn. Those guards in the casino didn't do it only because they were vulnerable during the transformation."
"I know," I nodded, mentally preparing for a much fiercer fight.
We were hiding in the thick bushes a few meters outside the Alpha's mansion's fence. It was nearly dawn, and a gloomy, cloudy day was about to begin. The weather worked to our advantage, making it harder to spot us through the scant light and low-hanging morning fog. Still, we couldn't get too close until Martin, our tech specialist, disabled every thermal imaging camera in the area.
Martin was small and fast. He was also amazingly agile. I sat in the thick bushes and observed his acrobatic movements while he made his way to the circuits of the surveillance control devices. He jumped through the fence like it was nothing to him, and then he passed between the security guards without being noticed. He moved like a shadow and soon disappeared behind the corner of the mansion. A little less than a minute later, he gave Draven a signal that the cameras were off, and we could proceed.
With a green light from Martin, the wolves started to jump through the fence one by one. It was easier for them. I had never tested my abilities that way, and I would much rather climb that fence than test how high I could jump. I climbed fast, did a flip over the barbed wire on the top, and jumped down on my feet. I did it just a second longer than everyone else but still got to see Jetta's mocking chuckle as she came down faster than me. God… she really did a great job of pissing me off.
With Draven's quick commands, we were all spread in twos, moving towards the main building. I was paired up with Ian, which I was grateful for since, as I had seen at the casino, his fighting skills were supreme.
We ran to one of the back doors, swiftly taking care of the guards we had encountered. Our intelligence squad reported that there would be a meeting at Alpha Marcus's audience hall. It was supposed to start at eight sharp. It was a little after seven, but we knew that most of the warriors were already waiting inside the mansion. We had to stay focused and not let ourselves get caught before we got to the strategic spots Alpha assigned for us.
We were moving up to the top floor, climbing the stairs. I was going first, and Ian was right behind me. My heart was pounding, my senses sharper than ever, and my muscles flexing in constant alert to fight or dodge. I realized yet another small evolution within me: I could smell the enemy. I was unable to explain how, but I could smell the hostility and strong emotions. This sense became even sharper than my hearing. I was able to feel whether or not the enemy was getting closer, before even hearing his footsteps.
We still had three floors to climb, and luckily for us, all of the guards were elsewhere. Our job was to cut off the communication room, making those in the mansion unable to call for backup.
"We are almost there," said Ian, briefly looking at the mansion's plan on his smartwatch. "After getting on the top floor, we need to find the third door on the right."
There were only three guards on the top floor. I served one of them a fast roundhouse kick, knocking him down, and then finishing him with a quick punch in the jaw. Ian knocked one of them out with one direct low chin blow while I helped him with the third guard before he could inform someone that we were there.
We ran to the communication room and Ian kicked the door open, but we didn't expect those inside to have their guns loaded and ready to fire. The shots came quickly, and we jumped back, hiding on both sides of the door.
"Fuck! These are aconite bullets!" Ian cursed, pulling his gun out.
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