CATHERINE.
I watch as the bodies are taken down from the stakes and lined up on the floor to be covered with white sheets.
Just how perverse and demented must one be to be capable of such evil?
These are people's daughters, mates, sisters.
Someone's family.
"Cathy, " Damon calls out as he walks towards me, cutting off my view to the ghastly sight. "Don't look."
"Damon, what are we going to do about them?" I ask.
He smiles at me at the use of the word "we" before it fades away.
"I don't know. The normal and sane thing to do is to find out where they all came from and inform their packs and families. But as Mel said, I am already a threat and a cause for worry to mist packs. It is unlikely they would believe me. They could decide to use this as justification to attack us."
"Some might," I say. "Believe you that is. They can't all be your enemies. Think, who among the Alphas do you respect or nominally like?"
His eyes take on a deep contemplative gaze, before flickering back to me and then breaking into a smile.
"You might have a point there, there are a few Alphas and allies I can reach out to. And with the Falcon on my side to verify my claims, we can have this wretched act backfire on the Collector," he says.
"Willy."
"What?"
"Willy. His name is Willy. We agreed on that, remember?"
He smiles at me before nodding. "Right. Willy. Speaking of," he turns to the crowd of people covering the bodies. "Ryder, have you informed the Falcon I want to see her?" he calls out.
"Yes, Alpha."
"And? What was her response?"
"She said you will see her when you see her?"
Huh?
"What the hell does that mean?" he demands.
"I don't know Alpha. Seer stuff? I think she is just crazy," Ryder says as he turns back to the corpses, murmuring as he goes. "People aren't meant to live that long. They do that, then they see things that can't be unseen. It can't be healthy for their sanity."
I smile at his words. He does have a point.
"Unbelievable," Damon Crouch's as we begin to walk away. "It is my pack and she behaves like she owns it. Everyone on her own time."
"Ehn, she kind of earned it. And what? Do you want to kick her out?" I ask.
"No. Not until she helps me kill the bastard."
We arrive back at his study and he quickly gets behind his desk and pulls out a big book.
"What are you doing?" I ask.
"Calling would-be allies."
I nod at him as I watch him dial a number. I hear the dial tone ring and then a voice call out.
"Alpha Craig of the Sage pack, who am I speaking to?"
"Alpha Craig, this is Alpha Damon of the Blackwater pack. Did I catch you at a bad time?"
There is a beat of silence before I hear a response.
"Blackwater?"
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