The Lightning Wolf Chronicles (Evelyn and Nadia) novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109: Exactly According to Plan

Evelyn’s POV

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Over the next few weeks, we ll brief you on all the intel, Taric said, his face grim Our biggest hurdle is finding the Rogue Wolf King’s exact hideout and

where they’re keeping the kidnapped women. Even more disturbing – every Rogue Wolf we’ve captured dies mysteriously before interrogation. Not simple

suicides either.’

He leaned forward, voice dropping. “Keep your normal school routine. Your night raining happens here, and operations will mostly be after dark. You ll use special transport and hide your scent trails completely.”

‘Why all the secrecy?’ I frowned. “We’re still in royal territory.”

“This base is top secret,” Taric said flatly. “Regular trainees don’t know it exists, and we’re keeping it that way. As part of the mission team, you’ll learn to mask your scent thoroughly. Can’t risk someone tracking you here.”

His look said everything – Seraphina would follow me anywhere just to find dirt. she discovered this base, she’d blab to everyone at the training center about me getting special treatment again. Just the thought made my teeth clench

“Let’s stretch our legs, Conrad stood up suddenly. Show you the area while we get your bodies moving. Warriors shouldn’t sit too long.”

Autumn was fading fast. Our reconnaissance mission moved along smoothly, though I wasn’t sure how valuable my intel really was. I got why they limited

what we knew if we got captured, the less we knew, the better.

Aria and I patrolled neighborhoods where kidnappings happened often, but I hadn’t spotted anything unusual yet, making me question if I was cut out for

this work.

Most weekends, we stayed with Conrad in safe houses where he played our distant relative. To humans, we were tourists; to werewolves, we were just starting our mate-seeking journey. Both stories worked well enough. We acted friendly and approachable, starting conversations with strangers.

Keeping up this act all day exhausted me who knew talking to people could be more draining than combat training? Still, the strategy worked. I stepped

way outside my comfort zone, wearing eye-catching clothes and hanging out in crowded places, trying to look like potential targets.

From conversations we overheard, we discovered an unusual number of strangers around the city and near university hangouts. Most looked college-aged, so

humans didn’t notice anything wrong, but Aria and I spotted many werewolves among them.

Nobody approached us directly, probably because Conrad played the overprotective guardian a little too well. Whenever guys tried getting close, he’d glare

them down immediately. We planned to return in January when Aria would attend university classes. If anyone asked about me, we’d say I was homeschooled

until I could formally enroll with her.

Wed also planned ways to “accidentally slip away from Conrad, letting us meet her girls and blend into the local scene. Our safe house lease ran through

Thanksgiving break, after which wed temporarily pull back to make our mate-seeing story more believable. After all, no normal werewolf would spend major holidays in an unfamiliar place.

Several nature reserves surrounded the area. While we chatted up locals, other team members searched these areas for Rogue Wolf camps. They hadn’t found anything yet, probably because the Rogues had some way of hiding their scent that we hadn’t figured out.

The deeper we got into the mission, the more convinced I became that the real on was using us as bait. Only by getting captured could we break the stalemate. I had mixed feelings about this, understanding both the importance at the danger.?

We had decent safety measures in place if we got taken, our captors wouldn’t go far. After Thanksgiving, we’d receive temporary Sentinel marks for complete tracking. Since Aria was nearly eighteen, I suspected the elders were dying our marking ceremony until she found her mate- once that happened, the mission would have to end.?

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Chapter 109: Exactly According to Plan

No werewolf would let a newly-mated pack member do dangerous missions, let ane leave me to handle it alone.

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Conrad and Taric had good reason to worry. As we explored further, our distance com them increased. They couldn’t shadow us constantly, and regular mund links had range limits. The Sentinel mark worked regardless of distance, which eplained why Conrad pushed harder than anyone for us to complete the marking ceremony, especially given the mission’s risks.

“God, I wish I could go back to the training center for a real workout, I groaned Aria in our safe house bedroom, stretching muscles. Running, fighting climbing anything. This fake lifestyle has me feeling completely off-balance.”

We’d just returned from a long shopping trip and dinner with some university freshmen. We’d kept friendly but appropriate boundaries- not visiting their homes or inviting them to ours. These limits protected the mission and fit with our overprotective uncle” cover story.

“I need a hot bath,” Aria said, kicking off her heels and rubbing her red ankles. “My feet are killing me.”

“That’s what happens when you insist on wearing stilts to walk around the mall, laughed. “Your foot pain is self-inflicted.”

She flashed a smug smile. “Yeah, but they got attention, didn’t they? Exactly according to plan.”

I rolled my eyes. “Of course they did. Sky-high heels with a skirt that barely cover your butt makes your legs look a mile long. I still can’t make myself wear stuff like that. These shorts are bad enough – they barely qualify as actual clothes

“What are you talking about?” Aria put down her brush, looking at me like I’d grown a second head. “Your training clothes show way more skin than this.

These shorts are practically grandma-wear.”

“That’s different,” I protested. “Training gear is functional, not for show. Everyone wears the same stuff. But these clothes…” I gestured at my outfit, aren’t

what I’d pick for myself.”

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