*** Jordan***
After spending all day searching for clues on Talia’s whereabouts at her house, I finally find what I am looking for on her laptop.
Luckily for me, she still uses the same password.I also find a list of phone numbers taped to the refrigerator that could be of use to me and another scrap of paper with a name and phone number scribbled on it.
Excited about my discoveries, I walk over to Nikki and Micah’s place in hopes they’ve heard from Natalia but as the wind blows past me, I catch an all too familiar scent lingering nearby.
Of course Christian sent aspy ,\scoff realizing the bastard likely sent Brody to keep an eye on me.
Fortunately for me, Brody is only a kid, barely 18 years old and a kiss ass who is far too inexperienced in combat to really pose a threat to me.
He likely begged for the job to get Christian’s attention.He must be here to report and not interfere, my wolf, Adam observes.
Well, it's already clear he’s useless.
I half expected Christian to watch my every move but I can’t have this t**t interfere with my plans to help Talia.
if Christian sent Brody to spy on me, he must suspect me of disloyalty.
A dark thought enters my mind.
Perhaps Christian My stomach churns at the potential danger I face should Christian find out his own family plans to overthrow him soon.
Knowing I need to find out the truth, I pick up my pace a little and turn a corner, hiding in a nook behind a building.
Not long after, I hear the quick shuffle of shoes running in the direction I was heading in.
Just as I see a shadow approach, I reach out my arms and hook them around Brody’s shoulders to pin him against my body in a choke hold.
"Care to tell me what the f**k you think you’re doing here?" I ask, Brody thrashing his body violently to be released.
"Get off me man!"
Brody shouts as I tighten my squeeze on him.
When he doesn’t calm down, I grab one of his arms and pin it behind his back while smashing his head against the wall of the building.
"Sorry, I’m gonna have to ask you to speak up.What do you think you’re doing here?"
I snarl in his ear, Brody panting heavily as he thinks of an answer.
Losing my patience, I twist his arm far enough so that his shoulder pops out of its socket, Brody screaming in agony.
"Okay, okay, okay!" He cries, banging his palm on the surface of the wall.
"I’ll tell you what you want.Just please let me go," he begs.
I relent, popping his shoulder back into place as Brody whimpers soothes his injured shoulder.I grab him by the elbow and drag him out onto the street, shoving him in front of me.
"Walk," I command, Brody lifting his uninjured arm in surrender and walking slowly towards Nikki and Micah’s house.
When we arrive at the house, I bang on the door while restraining Brody’s wrist until Nikki lets us in, a look of surprise on her face when she sees Brody.
"We have a rat," I groan, shoving Brody into the house as Nikki steps aside.
"The kid’s been following me since I got here." I drag him to a chair and tie him to the seat with Micah’s help.
"And now you’re going to talk.Why did Christian send you here? What does he know?"
"N-nothing!" he shouts back.
I slam my fist against his skull, ignoring the pain that pulsates across my knuckles.
"That’s not the right answer," I snap through gritted teeth.
"But I don’t- "
"Wrong again..." I growl, this time nailing him square in the jaw.
"I don’t know!"
Brody begs, spitting blood from his mouth.
"Please, I swear!"
I punch him in the gut this time, Brody bending over in agony and wheezing.
Nikki squeaks nervously, hiding her face behind her hands as I punch him once more.
"All you gotta do is answer the question," I shrug, yanking his other.
I tap on his cheek gently.
"Just tell me why the f**k you're following me and I'll stop.
What does Christian know and what is he planning?"
"I don’t know!" he pleads, shaking his head adamantly.
"I don’t - I just got assigned here and Keller got Derek.."
So Christian is watching both of us...He must suspect something is on the horizon...or maybe he already knows...
"What’s his plan?" I snarl, gripping him by the neck.
"I don’t know! I don’t know!" Brody insists, his lips blood red.
"He just wants to find his mate. He even called witches-"
"Witches?" I ask, trying to think if he had ever mentioned using witches before.
Avery brief memory enters my mind of Christian reaching out to other Alphas with connections to witches a couple months ago.
While witches are supposed to be our mortal enemies, some are willing to help you for a price.
Looks like Christian made a deal, Adam mutters.
"Yes, witches," Brody nods.
"I overheard him confirming a meeting with a coven before he sent me out here. That's all I know though, I swear! I know nothing else!"
So he’s seeking the help of witches to locate Natalia and the pup, I think to myself asI connect the dots.
Heil find them sure enough with their help.
Brody knows more, Adam growls.He’s hiding something trembling in the chair.
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