Blood moon

Chapter 46. discovering truths

George Garroway was walking down the street like any other citizen, except that he was noticing that there were more werewolves in the area, he was worried because if they had increased the patrolling there would have to be a reason, it could be because they had found out some detail of the plan they had, they would have to have discovered that they were part of the Garroway family.

He tried to contact his men through a phone call, they did not have to answer, they knew they could be heard either from the forest or their leader could be accompanied, so they had agreed only to respond through messages, but that night, it was completely different, because they answered the call.

They didn't say anything, but they didn't need to.

They wanted to hear his voice so they could identify him and if this was true, then they had been caught. One of the plans they contemplated based on how gentle the Hallands were, was to be captured, they would pretend to fight, but it would be a ruse to be taken to the basement dungeons, there they would be of more use for when the final attack came, because they would serve as reinforcements.

He had played in those cells when he was a little boy, he still remembered every detail, especially how to escape, his men would be safe, except that he still did not know they were dead, he had launched several possibilities, like the women who infiltrated Harley's personal office, he did not know how close he could be to die after asking for a coffee or a glass of water.

He could not arm bombs in the building yet, because in case his men were discovered, it would be the first thing they would look for, but few would expect to find him next to their common enemy, who was about to start giving press statements about what a bad employer Harley is, his humiliations and mistreatments, until finally getting to the girl, the same one for whom both brothers are in contention.

It would be a delightful thing to watch, but it wasn't enough to see him being destroyed in public, even though he knew his image was something they built with a lot of effort, he needed to see them authentically suffering, then there was only one reasonable position, he needed the girl, he wanted to hurt her badly.

As soon as he saw her, he did not know what they saw in her, she was pretty average to make a human, but in the heartlands no one ruled, feeling stalked he entered a bar to hide his scent, ordered a few beers and sought camouflage with some humans who shared for a soccer match, it would be a long night, as soon as he had the opportunity he would go for that woman, kidnapping her guaranteed him the control of the next leaders of the pack.

Harold Halland for his part could not get out of his head the idea that they were setting a trap, he never thought that his former friend was capable of doing such a thing, they both had a very difficult childhood, but from that to making a declaration of war like this, were two completely different things.

Seeing his son sitting on a chair that seemed at any moment was going to give in to the weight, he was amazed, he had grown an inch as far as he could see, but his bones had also expanded to adapt to this change, he could not ever imagine that this would be the transformation with red eyes.

—According to our traditions...the color of the eyes shows the feelings that we harbor in the soul, in moments of anguish where to protect the loved one it is necessary to kill, the eyes can transform— read one of the elders from the scrolls made to preserve their culture —Depending on the strength that is in the heart of the wolf, so strong will be the color of his eyes— everyone was silent.

The color of those crimson eyes was absolute, as if they were two red dots on white paper, for the first time they could measure the intensity with which their son could feel emotions.

—And that's all?— he growled impatiently.

—No, there's more, boy, don't be reckless— answered the old man, making him roll his eyes —The werewolf with the red eyes will be in charge of protecting the pack, he is the one chosen by the goddess to put an end to the disputes between the werewolves, he will be able to unite both families, if he considers it so, or he will have the power to eliminate his enemies....

—That is excellent— replied the younger wolf.

—The condition required will be complete dedication to the mission— finally the older man fell silent.

—What are you trying to tell me, old man— he demanded because he understood where he was going with his comment.

Harold watched him stand up using his imposing frame to intimidate the man who was one fifty, he was beyond annoyed by that point, he had chosen his partner and cared very little what anyone else thought.

—You want to tell me to give up my girl? Why? Because of what's on an old piece of paper? I'll make something very clear to you and to everyone, I AM AN ALPHA, I always have been, since I was born, I was raised to fight against any adversary, and that's what I do now, I put the needs of the pack before my own, but I'm not going to give up my girl.

—You have to do it and stop being a crybaby about it— several of the werewolves were attentive to the conversations.

—Why would I be a crybaby? You already elected the next leader of the pack, tell Harley who will lead you to the future you expect him to come do what is necessary— there was a silence in the room —So, you can't because the master, he has too many scruples to do that, that's the reason I did what I did there, I didn't want anyone else to have the blood on his hands.

—Worrying about his pack is what a true alpha does— commented another person.

—Yes, that's what we do, but you have been choosing my brother for years and don't play dumb, you are not interested in me, but in the power I have now, you want to use me as a weapon to attack the Garroway family, don't pretend idiots, because I can stand to be used, but not to be lied to.

—You have to stay away from the girl— Grandpa repeated again in a total calm.

—You can kiss my ass, she is my moon and I will do everything in my power to protect her, because she is part of my pack, she chose me— there was another uncomfortable silence in the place, Hunter suspected that something was going on.

The way he said it, offended him, he proceeded to lift him by the neck, as soon as the alpha's red eyes fell on him, he was very afraid, he knew he couldn't lie to him, and now he had touched a sensitive fiber.

—What the f**k are you talking about?— Hunter had no more patience to endure so many stupidities —Are you insinuating something about her? because you'll have to swallow your teeth if you're wrong.

—You say that woman chose you, but she's sharing her bed, right now with your brother— The alpha stared at him, looking inside him hoping he saw some lie in his eyes.

There wasn't a trace of lies in his voice, and his spirit remained strong despite the pressure, it made the werewolf's heart grow smaller, no doubt his brother was a backstabbing son of a b***h and deserved a beating, how dare he mess with her, he was her f*****g boss, that was how little he cared about the office rules, even his relationship with his brother, he knew she was the woman he had chosen to share the rest of his life with. He had her scent, the whole house had her presence, it was something a human might not have understood, but he was an alpha, he couldn't be foolishly confusing.

He had wanted to unleash a war between the two, he thought that because he was the first born, he could have everything he wanted.

Completely oblivious to the situation Harley was enjoying sharing the bed with Andrea, she was being adorable. Submerged in his arms, with her head on his chest and her arms around his waist, they made everything just right, there was no doubt that she was the right woman, was what the alpha thought.

A part of him was afraid of the outcome of coming to her house, if his brother came soon she would realize that he had been here, she could even smell him on her and she would have no justification for that, a competition would break out, a more important one for leading the pack.

—I'm happy to have you with me— Andrea whispered happily, she really felt that nothing bad was missing.

—So, isn't there someone you'd like to be with— the question in itself could generate a lot of problems between them, but the man couldn't help but push his limits.

—What are you talking about?— she settled down to pull away from him and look him in the eye.

—I know that what we have now is not official, nor is it exclusive— Andrea was sure he knew something, the way he behaved, as if he wanted to possess her and take care of her. Now it seemed strange to her the disappearance of Hunter, could he have something to do with it, could he have said or done something to her, she didn't think he could send him to do something to make her disappear, she was thinking that about the same man who defended her from aggression and took care of her, as if her life depended on it.

—Harley, you are the president of the company, this thing that happened between us is fine, but we both know that you have to marry someone who represents some commercial interest for the company, who will help them grow and what I do with my private life has nothing to do with you— the woman tried to set a limit with him.

—You're a tough girl— laughed the werewolf.

—You're crazy, one I'd love to discover— Andrea told him and stretched to get back to her chest —I'm dating someone now, I don't know much about him, but he means a lot to me, I think that's what you were asking.