The Moon Valley Pack

Chapter 20: The Plan - Part 1

*** Josh POV ***

            Over the course of the next week, I decided that now would be a good time to test out

my invisibility within the pack. I’ve only tried it in private so far.

I would always make sure that someone saw me leave, then I would go to an area where

no one was and tap into it. Today was no different. As I walked around a corner, I made sure to

look around and closed my eyes. I felt my form waver and once I opened my eyes, I went the

nearest window and tried to see my reflection. Seeing that I wasn’t in it was trippy. I’m sure I

would get used to it with time, but for now I was like a little kid in a candy store. It was a

pleasant surprise to find out that anything on me, also, became invisible. It would definitely feel

awkward if I had to walk around naked in order to be invisible. I mean, sure, wolves were very

comfortable with nudity, but that was for shifting not for just hanging out.

I did have to make sure that no sound was made though. Just because I was invisible

didn’t mean that I couldn’t be heard.

            Jack, Sebastian and I agreed that this would be the best way to learn what people are

gossiping about. Our parents are keeping an ear to the ground, but people talk more when they

think no one is listening.

            Thankfully, it was a nice day outside so the door was already open. One time I had to

wait for thirty minutes for someone to walk out. I didn’t make sense for me to open the door. If

someone’s around, they’ll know it’s me.

            I step in the door and I silently walk around the front of the house. There’s no one in

these rooms so I head to the kitchen. I see Clarie and a few others cooking and cleaning. I

carefully work my way to an empty corner that no one is using.

            “Did you see the ad online that the bar needs a manager, and the event planning

business needs an assistant?” Clarie asked the girls.

            “Ya, I did. I’m considering applying. I’m not sure that I would be a good fit, but you never

know. Maybe if I can’t be hired on as the position description, I can be offered something else.”

Another Omega responded; I think her name was Brooke.

            “I might apply as well. I think the Luna likes me so maybe it would be a good fit?” Clarie

stated deep in thought.

            “Hey,” The other girl, Megan?, touched her shoulder, “You know she likes you. The Luna

is a really nice person, and we’re lucky to have her. I would love to work with her.” She stated.

Brooke looked around to make sure no one else was there. “To be honest I’d rather be working

with the Luna than Ms. Harper.”

            “Shhhhh!!! Brooke you can’t say something like that in here! She could come in at any

time and hear you.” I became very suspicious. I knew that our head Omega had some faults, but

the way that these girls were talking about her was like she was evil. I needed to find Ms.

Harper then.

            I listened for a few more minutes while Brooke, Megan and Clarie spoke about the

possible job positions. When they moved onto fashion and boys, I figured that I didn’t need to

hear anymore and moved on. I made a note to remind myself later to talk to the ladies about

hiring from within the pack. It’s not required, but if anyone like these girls were interested then

we should at the very least offer an interview.

            I moved around the house some more, listened in on a few more conversations. Some

were very uncomfortable to listen to and I made sure to skip out on anything s****l. There’s

invasion of privacy and then there’s INVASION of privacy. After a few hours I was about to give

up when I thought I heard whispering during one of the hallways in the Omega quarters.

            “…didn’t know. Both bombs were meant to kill her. How was I supposed to know that

nothing would happen? … Apparently, she has powers and so do the other ranked members!”

The voice whisper yelled. The door to the room was closed, I leaned up against it so I could hear

the conversation.

            “Well, I wasn’t at the ceremony where they got their powers. You think I’m going to

stick around to see more people in power that I don’t care about what? No way, they’re all

going to die.” Poseidon started to growl.

            Shut up! Don’t you dare growl!

            s**t! Sorry. She just pisses me off.

            I know but cool it. We need to hear the rest of this conversation and see who it is.

            I think I can guess.

            I pushed him to the back of my mind so I can concentrate on the person behind the

door.

            “Look, I heard some of the old bats talking about how their precious Alpha and the good

squad are going out of town soon.” She stated referring to our parents, “The ladies are having a

massage day. We’ll get them then. Don’t call me, until I call you. Yeah fine. Bye.” I heard

footsteps leading to the door and I backed up so we wouldn’t accidentally bump into each

other. When the door opened, at this point, I wasn’t even surprised to be see Evelyn Harper.

She never quite fit in and I don’t even know why she was doing this. But I would find out. I

followed her as closely as I could without making too much noise, but I lost her in the backyard.

There were lots of people around and I couldn’t follow her without bumping into someone. I

backed up and made my way up the packhouse stairs to mine and Scar’s bedroom.

            As carefully as I could, I made my way up to Jack’s office. I knocked on the door and

heard a gruff “come in”. I walked in and saw Jack and Sebastian bent over paperwork. When

they saw no one at the door they were confused. Their faces morphed into humor once I closed

the door and dropped my invisibility.

            “More catering contracts?” I asked.

            “No, these are requests for new trainin’ techniques and an obstacle course. Harry and

Eddie want to change some things up a bit. They want to keep the current trainin’, but maybe

add some new defensive moves.” Jack explained.

            “Plus, it never hurts to add an obstacle course. I mean what happens if we’re chasing

someone over a dense area. The obstacle course can help with that kind of training.” Sebastian

added.

            “Makes sense. Anyway, do you have a moment? I wanted to share my latest findings.”

            They immediately perked up hearing this, knowing what difficulties it’s been trying to

figure out specifically who the mole is.

            “I was walking around the Omegas quarters when I overheard a woman having a one-

sided phone Conversation behind a closed door. Whoever she was talking to definitely knew

about the bombings. Almost like, they had a direct involvement with it. And they, also, know

about the massages.”

            “Do we know who was on the phone, or who was behind the door?” Sebastian

questioned.

            “I don’t know who was on the phone.” I replied.

            “And who was behind the door?” Jack inquired.

            “It was our head Omega. Evelyn Harper.” I explained. The moment I said that both of

their eyes went black as night and Zeus and Poseidon let out deep growls. It sucks that anyone

is a mole. It’s even worse when said mole has any kind of position of power.

            “Let’s go capture her. We have our proof.” Sebastian got up to leave, but Jack stopped

him.

            “No, I want to continue on with our plan. If they know about the massages, then they

know that we are expected to be out of town and that all three of the ladies will be there. This

includes their guards so who knows who else might show up. I want to see who else is helping

Ms. Harper. I need to know if it’s another pack member or not.”

            Sebastian and I agree and decided to go over the plan details once more. We’ve gone

over this a million times already, but never hurts to go over it once more. We all laugh at some

of the details that we haven’t given the gurads knowing full well that they’ll hate it and us for

suggesting it.

*** Genevieve POV ***

            It’s been a week since Jack, Sebastian and Josh left on their “trip” and I was miserable. I

haven’t been away from Jack before and the fact that it was happening right before everything

made me even more nervous.

            I walk out to the kitchen for breakfast, today it the day for the plan to go down. I know I

need to eat otherwise I’ll end up sick from all the nerves with no food. As I’m eating my

breakfast casserole that Clarie made for me I see the others walk in. Beast, Eddie and Harry

look like they sucked on a lemon, while Jojo and Scar laugh hysterically.

            “You guys ok?” I ask them.

            “I can’t…. I can’t believe… why….” Jojo tried to explain but was laughing too hard and

Scar was crying, not even trying to speak. I turn the guys and raise my eyebrows in question.

            “We learned our roles today.” Eddie responded after making sure no one was within

earshot.

            “Y’all don’t look all that happy to be doing them… what are they?” I ask.

            “Apparently, you girls are supposed to ‘make a break for it’ and lose us to meet up with

some of your other girl friends.” Beast explained.

            “Ya we know that. We don’t know which friends, Jack said he already picked out who we

would be meeting up with.” I said.

            “You’re meeting up with us.” Harry answered me.

            “What do you mean?” I ask not understanding.

            “We’re supposed to be the girls! You’re meeting up with us dressed in f*cking girl

clothes and make up!” As what Eddie was saying finally sunk in, I started to laugh as well.

Nothing was wrong dressing up as a girl if that’s what you wanted, but none of these guys ever

wanted to experience that. Suddenly, my nerves were gone, and I couldn’t wait to start the day

so I can see how the guys looked.

            I finished my breakfast as quickly as I could, then rush upstairs to change. By the time I

came back down everyone was already loaded in the two SUV’s and ready to go. We go to the

mall first to shop around. We walk into Nordstroms and I see Jojo ‘sneak’ the keys from Harry’s

pocket.

            We let the guys carry our bags this time, even though we made it seem like we didn’t

want to hold it. We made sure to assume that if anyone was planning on taking us today that

they would be watching the entire day. So, if they saw us demanding that our guards carry our

bags it’ll make it seem like we’re snootier than we are. Part of the plan is to try to piss off

whoever is helping Ms. Harper and make them make a mistake.

            We make a beeline for the intimate’s section knowing that the guys won’t follow us. We

then run toward the exit I keep periodically looking back as if this was a spur of the moment

decision.

            I see Eddie looking frantically about and hear Beast yell at the top of his length for Scar.

            We keep running and head to one of the SUV’s and take off. We made the reservation

for the massage in a little mom and pop shop just outside of Dallas. We drive around for a little

bit making our way towards the outskirts of Dallas, making sure to make it seem like we’re

trying to lose someone. After about forty-five minutes have passed we go to a restaurant for

lunch to meet up with our ‘girl friends’.

            “Gen! Gen over here!” I hear a familiar, but feminine voice call for me.

            I look over to the entrance of the restaurant and see three taller than average, but still

beautiful women. I make sure to keep my facial features in check even though I want to bust

out laughing at seeing the guys dressed up as females.

            Whoever did their make-up though should be given a huge prize, because none of the

guys look like themselves. All have wigs on that are way too real, the make up changed the

shape of their face and skin colors. Eddie is a lovable chocolate thunder, but now he looks more

like a light chocolate milk. All of Beasts tattoos have been covered up and he and Harry have

gone lighter as well. Before they had a good tan about them, but somehow, they look like they

aren’t out in the sun too much.

            None of this is the best part though. All three of the guys are wearing Maxi dresses.

Clearly there was something under the dresses too, to make it look like they all had feminine

bodies. I lean over to Jojo.

            “I bet the dress portion was Sebastian’s idea.” I whispered to her. She giggled and

nodded her head.

            “You look fabulous dear!” Harry flicked him hand at Jojo and hooked his arm through

hers, then strutted through the door. I knew they were bummed about this earlier, but now it

seemed like they were committing to the roles and I couldn’t enjoy it more.

            Lunch was calm and quick before we headed to the massage parlor.

            We’re escorted to our rooms and left alone to strip and lay on the table. I tried to relax

and seek comfort that all of our guys were outside hidden with specific camo gear, in cars on

roofs all with different devices. Some of them might have a sniper rifle in case someone did get

us from far away, some of them had a laser that if put directly on skin with burn the skin. Some

had something called a pulsed Energy Projectile which is a laser burst shot against the skin to

create plasma that then explodes with a loud flash and bang. My personal favorite though was

the high-capacity Oleoresin Capsicum (OC) dispenser. It’s a devise that makes a persons skin,

sinuses and respiratory systems become so agitated that they cough and cry non-stop that they

feel like they might not be able to breath. We wanted to use that one last though since no one

could protect against it.

            Throughout the massage I started to relax more and more, just something about

physical touch and easing muscles always did it for me. But it was strange, I was more tired

than normal. I felt a tingling sensation in the spots where the masseuse was putting the

aromatherapy.

            I tried to sit up, but I couldn’t move parts of my body.

            “Just relax.” The worker told me.

            “I just want to sit up for a moment.” I tell her.

            She gently pushes me back down and puts another layer of the oil on.

            I feel like I’m suspended in time. I start to get scared. The possible kidnapping was

expected to come from someone outside the massage parlor, not someone working there.

            I start to panic and send out a massive mind like.

            “HELP!! I can’t move! The oil, it’s incapacitating!” I can hear the tremor in my voice, but I

couldn’t help it. This wasn’t supposed to happen. They were supposed to try to grab us, then as

they were bringing us out to whatever vehicle the guys would grab them and knock them out.

            I could feel myself losing less and less consciousness. I felt myself start to slip and

suddenly I saw a room, not just any room the room I was in. I was having an out of body

experience.

            “Oh no! Am I dead?” I voice to myself

            “No.” I jump at the voice and spin around. I see a short, pale but beautiful woman with

very long black hair.

            “Uh, ok. Then what am I?” I ask this stranger.

            “You’re in between. The oil that is being put on you is supposed to make your

consciousness at an in between state so you can’t fight back without killing you. They plan to

teleport you out of here. The same is happening with the other women.” She explains.

            I freak out even more. “I need you to calm down.” She reached out to me, but doesn’t

touch me.

            “CALM DOWN?! WHY THE F*CK WOULD I CALM DOWN?!?! No one is going to know

we’re missing!! The plan is ruined!” I yell at her. Normally, I wouldn’t be so rude to a stranger,

but I couldn’t help my state of mind.

            “You have every right to be upset, but you are still attached to your body and right now

your wolf is also freaking out because she can’t reach you. So, both of you together are causing

a massive storm outside.” I think about what she’s saying, it makes sense, but I can’t seem to

calm down.

            I hear banging against the door, but I can’t do anything to help. I look to the woman

who gives me a smile and says, “Trust me.”

            Well, I might as well, I think to myself. Here goes nothing.