Chapter 79: Secret Weapon
My name rolled off his lips. He had a nice voice, but it made the hair on my body stand up regardless.
Luther stood before me, looking effortlessly handsome. His hair was slightly messed up and buzzed at the sides. I could see droplets of water, probably from a fresh shower he had just taken.
Honestly speaking, he was good-looking. His chiseled jaw was sharp and angled. His seamed shirt sculpted to fit his body perfectly, and his gray suit pants shaped his strong long legs.
In this outfit, he almost looked as elegant and attractive as a fine prince.
However, my body resisted going to him.
If Theo's vibe was dangerous, then Luther's vibe was vicious. It was that aura he carried that made me want to stay away from him, in spite of his good looks.
"Ciana?" Getting no response from me, he called again. Surprisingly, like a gentleman, he stepped toward me but not close enough that he penetrated into my personal bubble.
My eyebrows pulled together and I remembered the purpose of this trip. "Forgive me if I'm a little bit confused. One moment I was in my homeland and now I am-"
"Here." He finished for me.
"Where exactly is here?"
He snapped his fingers. "Now you are asking the right questions. And to answer said question, here is my home. Welcome to what remains of the Ortiz Pack."
I had heard of the name of the pack when I learnt about Theo' s mother, but that was as much as I knew.
As Jake said, the history was obscured. Their disappearance was rarely talked about. It was as if they never existed at all.
"I can see the look on your face. I'm glad at least you know who we are."
I shook my head. "All I know is your people faded out decades ago."
"Faded out?" He let out a humorless chuckle. "Is that what they taught you in school?"
"We never learnt of your pack. I found that out lately."
The smile slipped from his face for a moment. "We didn't fade out. We were wiped out. Well, at least the majority of us. Our remaining survivors were those who happened to be away at that time! This place is what remains of my people. Welcome to my humble home."
His 'humble home' was a mansion that could rival my family home back in my pack. The grounds were neatly kept and hot a hedge was left uneven.
"Let me show you around." The easy smile returned to his face. "Follow me please."
I hesitated for a moment before I followed him into the building in front of me. I couldn't shake the feeling that I was walking right into the mouth of a viper.
Luther stopped and looked over his shoulder at me. "I'm not going to bite you, Ciana. Unless you want me to."
My stomach churned at his sordid attempt to flirt. "No. No, thank you."
Where was Theo? He had said we needed to figure out what
Luther wanted. I hoped he was somewhere nearby.
"Watch your step."
Luther was obviously a lot more relaxed compared to the last few times I'd seen him, which was quite understandable. However, whatever he was up to, I needed to find out before it was too late.
I nodded and followed him into the mansion.
I walked into the grand foyer and observed my surroundings. This place was beautiful. White marble covered the floors and large crystal chandelier hung high above us. In the center of the room sat a small table with a white vase with pink cherry blossoms in it.
However, as we came to the end of the hallway, it split left and right, leading to opposite directions. I was surprised to see the left hand side looked dilapidated, as if it had gone through major destruction and hadn't been repaired ever since, while the right hand side was pristine and lavish.
"The guest wing is on the right." Luther gestured for me to follow him.
"What's on the left?"
"That's where I stay," Luther answered with a smile, but I could sense pain in his voice. "I know what you want to ask. I intentionally kept the master wing the way it was since that horrific day, so that I'll always remind myself what Sabestian had put us through!"
"I'm sorry for your loss." At that moment, I truly felt bad for Luther. As much as I dislike Luther, King Sebastian was as much to be blamed, if not more.
He stopped in his tracks and turned to look at me.
"Ciana, you have a gentle heart." He smiled. However, the next moment, his face fell, and his tone turned cold as he continued, "But kindness is useless! Now come, we still have more to see of your new home."
"This is not my new home."
"Well, it's not like you are leaving anytime soon."
"You can't keep me captive here for long. My people will come for me. My parents will come for me!"
"Your people sent you here, Ciana. Raymond trusts me and we made an agreement. As for Alpha and Luna Black, even you don't know where they are and when they'll be back. Am I right?"
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Yeah sorry full of crap clichés skipping chapters...
Really oh fn....off another weak heroine roll, her pack hated her, she was abused, why would she do this .... pfghhj off at another cliche novel. .... Nope...