Garrett POV
Dead. Dead. Dead.
"Bullshit" I spat, Lucas had gone to stay with Gina since my phone call 2 days ago, Mitch had remained reluctantly as my beta, but had been watching me like a timebomb set to explode.
I sat in my lounge room, in a recliner with a bottle of whiskey half drained in hand, I took another swig, mulling everything over again.
I blamed myself if her death was the truth, then after that I blamed that incompertant Alpha of Blackwater, or was it beta now? Who'd be Alpha now after such a dishonourable demotion?
'Ivy's dead..' He'd said, those two words had set my world spinning, like a ride I couldn't get off, but I couldn't believe it, no, not without proof.
I'd decided I'd investigate it further, no better yet, I'd go there and find her myself, it was then when Mitch decided to interrupt my thoughts.
"Hey Garrett, I just got off the phone with Florain the girl that lives with Ivy, lived with Ivy." He corrects, I turn my gaze onto him as he speaks, Mitch flinches at what he finds there, clearly his throat he continues.
"She has confirmed that..umm...she was the one that found Ivy, confirmed that she died from her injuries sustained from a match, followed by the cliff fall onto rocks, combine that with her lungs full of water when she found her, she died from drowning, internally injuries and blood loss." He finished, his eyes wary of my reaction.
I couldn't help it, but I laughed, long loud and broken, the noised grated on my ears.
I thought of the last time I'd spoke with her, how I'd lied and told her I'd found my truemate to make her feel better, so she wouldn't worry over me, and yet I was the one who should of worried.
I released a heavy sigh then, looking to where Mitch stood rigid and wary.
"When?" I asked, the word sounding choked as I fought back emotions, Mitch swallowed his adams apple bobbing.
"4-5 days ago." He said hesitantly, I nod grimacing.
"In a few days" I said without looking at Mitch again. "We will drive to Freestone and find out exactly what happened, then deal out the consequences to the offending wolves, Conrad can be first." I spat the name, it hung like a poisoned cloud in my mind.
He'd stolen the only person in my life I'd ever truly cherished, he'd taken my sun from the sky after barely a year of its warmth and now he'd purge Conrad into the same darkness I'd now been returned too.
Conrad Pov
The pack knew something had changed on my return, though no one was yet to ask I could feel the tension, with the news of Ivy's death, I could feel the divide in the pack.
Half was ruined by the news of the death of their potential Luna, the other half celebrated it.
But both respected Ivy for her defeat of Jace, though they all also question Jace's strength over the loss.
Everyone was in different levels of unease, including me, most of all me, before I meet Ivy I'd be miserable but had relished in being the most feared and violent Alpha, but now I was disgusted with the title, soon everyone would know I was a murderer of my own Mate.
I stalked up the last of the steps to the third floor, turning down the hall towards my office, my pack mates shrunk away at my approach, those that didn't scuttled away under my murderous gaze.
"Hey Conrad, you need to stop skewering every pack member you pass with your gaze, I swear that last one s**t himself, I could smell it." Jace remarked with disgust.
I huffed, no out of humour but out of annoyance.
We reached my office, I pushed open the heavy wooden door, my dragged my feet as I entered, looking at my leather office chair, I reminded myself this was temporary soon Ivy would return and I'd be standing in Jace's place, if I was lucky.
"You thinking about Ivy?" Jace asked, I looked back at him from where I stood beside the leather chair, reluctant to sit.
"Yes and no, I'm thinking about what happens when she returns, what's my position then? What's yours?" I add surprising myself, Jace frowns but shrugs.
"I don't know, this years been full of firsts for me." He replies honestly, he walks forward collapsing in the chair in front of the desk, I slide into the leather chair behind it.
We sit across each other lost in our own thoughts for a minute, when Jace speaks again interrupting my thoughts.
"Who do you think Ivy was meeting on that mountain?" Jace asked voice full of concern and curiosity.
"I honestly have no idea, I suspect it has something to do with her return and the goddess, but other then that I couldn't know." I replied, now mulling the possibilities myself, Jace nods but doesn't press further and for the next hour they remain like that until a knock sounds on the door.
One by one the pack members come to speak with them, about their concerns and it was then Conrad knew it was going to be a long few weeks.
Ivy Pov.
It had been a long introduction with Broc, he'd been very interested in me, he'd proded for information and reason as to why the Goddess would send me to him, though I never told him the truth that I was the promise child he'd sort to break the curse, no the time was not right yet and the goddess had warned me not to let it slip.
I now lay in my appointed room in the log cabin, it was warm with a woodfire crackling lazily across the room, but I'd be hesitant to sleep when I could still hear Broc walking around the common area, he was yet to shift back too his human form.
Without a lock on the door, I felt unsure whether I could sleep with ease the answer was I could not, I closed my eyelids gingerly, I suppose that fact that I was immortal should of comforted me, but it didn't when I could still experience pain the same.
Sometime after midnight I drifted into a fitful sleep, dreaming of a dark room with flickering shadows filled with many pairs of curious black eyes, that burnt holes into your soul, like burning cigarettes touching bubble wrap.
I snarled into the darkness, only to be answered with a taunting chuckle, then nothing.
"Goodnight Ivy." said a voice from the darkness, then I watched as a shadow of Broc's figure, slipped out the cracked door, closing it gently behind him.
"Pervert.." I whispered with disgust.