Rejected by My Alpha Now He Replaced Me with a Copycat Luna novel Chapter 81

Chapter 81

Nox’s POV

Person after person flew across the screen. We had a fairly large window of time for when Raven could’ve been at the station, so it would take a while to get through all the footage. My fingers drummed on the desk, my body dying to move, run, find Raven. But there was nothing I could do.

Footsteps sounded in the hallway. I listened to the rhythm, trying to decipher the cadence. They weren’t quick and excited-the kind of footsteps that carried news. They were defeated. Both sets.

I didn’t bother turning around as they reached the threshold of The Lair.

I simply waited.

“Anything?” Kael asked. I heard pain and rage in his voice, his words strangled as he desperately tried to hold on to control.

“Nothing,” Dexter mumbled. “You?”

“There’s not a damn sign of her anywhere,” Kael said.

“She probably had a pack mate pick her up,” Asher spat. “Who knows how many Shadowpine bastards are crawling all over Duston?”

In a matter of seconds, I smashed my empty drink can and hurled it at Asher. He caught it at the last second, surprise lighting his features. I shoved to my feet and paused the footage. “If you don’t stop with the bullshit bitterness, I’ll hold you down while Ezra removes your tongue.”

Asher’s amber eyes flashed gold. “You could try, but you’d fail. I’ll—”`

“Enough,” Kael growled. “This isn’t what we need. Ash, if you’re still on this Raven-is-evil mission, you’re on your own. You want to work with us, do me a favor and shut the fuck up.”

Asher’s mouth snapped closed, but fury still burned in his expression.

I would’ve loved for Kael to kick him to the curb, but the truth was, Asher was a hell of a tracker. And we needed all the help we could get.

“Where’s Ezra?” Dexter asked.

Something passed over Asher’s face. I swore it was pain. Or maybe regret.

But it was Kael who spoke. “He won’t come in. Not until we find her.”

Hell. Of course, Ezra would be taking this hard. He’d hurt Raven. He was part of the reason she’d run. And if anyone was into self-flagellation, it

was him.

Dexter let out a low growl. “Someone must have seen her somewhere.”

ི་ཞོ་རྗེ་འྀ་འྀ་བའྀ་ཚེ་བ འི ་ ཇ་

A ding sounded, and I turned, just catching sight of the icon before it disappeared. It was an incoming email, one sent to our general folder at Emberclaw Security. But the subject line had my blood turning cold.

[Missing something?]

A buzz lit beneath my skin as I hurried to open the inbox. My hand trembled as I missed the email the first time I tried to click. Cursing, I got it as the other guys moved in around me,

Opening it, I saw it had an attachment, A video. Nausea churned in my gut as I clicked Download. My security software would block any viruses,

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but it didn’t block this attack. Not anywhere but on my device anyway.

The video opened to one of those boomerang images-a few seconds of a clip, repeated over and over. Raven. Hanging from a hook. Her body broken and battered. Soaked in blood. Strands of hair matted to her face.

And she wasn’t moving.

Kael’s POV

Raven. All I could see was her. All I could feel was the agony I’d caused.

My little warrior had been through so much already. A lifetime of trauma and torture. And I’d just inflicted more.

“Play it.” My voice wasn’t mine. The only familiar pieces were the alpha vibes bleeding from each note.

Dexter muttered a curse as Nox clicked the play button with his mouse.

“Come on, Reapers’ bitch. No more fight left in you?” a raspy voice taunted. And it was one I knew.

“Dwayne,” Dexter snarled, leaning forward.

The president of the The Infernos stepped forward into view of the camera as Raven swung from the hook, the toes of her shoes barely grazing a

cement floor. Thick chains had been wrapped around her wrists and connected to the hook, and blood was everywhere. On her arms, her face,

her body. There were even splatters of it on the floor.

“She’s loyal,” Dwayne said, amusement in his tone as he glanced at the camera. “I’ll give you that. Funny that you broke up our little flesh ring

when it looks like you’ve got one of your own. None of our girls looked as bad as yours.” He traced a scar on Raven’s arm with a knife, slicing

into her flesh and making blood ooze.

A soft moan slipped from Raven’s lips, but I couldn’t see her mouth, her face. All that dark-brown hair-matted now-hung in a sheet and

blocked her from view.

“She does make the best sounds,” Dwayne taunted.

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