Chapter 112 A Mistake
Third Person Point Of View
Alpha Gideon sat behind the grand obsidian desk, its surface littered with scrolls and papers demanding his signature, trial reports, supply routes, border conflicts, but his hands didn’t move. They remained clenched, knuckles whitening, veins bulging. His storm–colored eyes stared blankly at the flickering candlelight, unseeing
It had been nineteen hours since Grace vanished.
Nineteen agonizing hours since his daughter, his only child, was taken.
Then the heavy doors of the room swung open. breaking the silence.
Alpha Hugo stepped in, quiet and controlled as always.
Gideon stood abruptly, eyes sharp. “Are they back?” he demanded, voice hoarse with restraint. “Did they find her?”
Hugo shook his head. “Not yet. They are not back,”
The silence that followed could’ve frozen time.
Gideon’s fists slammed down on the desk. “It’s been almost a full day, Hugo! What the hell is going on out there?! Why is there no news?!” only he knew how many times he went to the main doors of the Academy with the thought of going to the Nightshade Alley by himself and getting his daughter but every time he had returned like a caged animal.
“I understand your worry, Gideon,” Hugo said gently, “You’re her father. But panicking won’t bring her back. Your anger definitely won’t.”
Gideon paced the length of the room, his lethal aura crackling like static around him. “I’m not panicking. I’m calculating! Every second she’s gone, she’s further away. You know what wolves like those do to girls like Grace. She is playful but innocent. She does not know how bad the world is.“
“She’s strong.” Hugo offered, “She’s not alone. The man she loves has gone to bring her back.
Gideon’s expression twisted into something bitter.
“Jude,” he hissed, like the name tasted wrong in his mouth, “He’s the reason this happened. I trusted him. Welcomed him into Gur home in the past, let my girl hang around him. All the while, he was watching my daughter with the eyes of a man. He desired my daughter and betrayed our friendship! That kiss…that’damn kiss distracted me and then the fight. It gave the rogues their opening,” he slammed his hand on the desk furiously many times.
“I don’t think that’s the reason,” Hugo said slowly.
Gideon halted, “What do you mean?”
“I don’t think that even if Grace had not kissed Jude or you two would not have fought that Grace was bound to be kidnapped,” Hugo took a breath, voice dropping into quiet suspicion.
Gideon froze, “You mean…it was all planned?”
Hugo nodded, “Yes but something does not sit right,” he met Gideon’s eyes seriously, “Don’t you find it strange? Grace wasn’t kaduapped outside the Academy, or on her journey here. She had been in her house, her pack, on the way to the Academy, No, they waited until she was on the grounds surrounded by over forty powerful Alphas. It’s the worst time to strike, yet they
Gideon narrowed his eyes
And the and
urm” Hugo continued, “it wasn’t natural. Someone summoned it to cause chaos, just long enough to slip in
take one girl. Nor any ordinary girl but the powerful daughter of an Alpha Why?”
Gideon frowned. “You mean to say
Huger and darkly. “I think it mustake. “
said
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Chapter 112 A Mistake
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Far beneath the Sinspire brothel, in the crimson glow of a hidden chamber, two rogues stood guard at the threshold of a red- lit room. Inside lay an unconscious Grace, her breathing slow but steady,
“She smells so damn good,” one of them muttered, hunger lacing his voice.
“Don’t even think about it, the second growled, eyes cold, “Touch her, and Silas will skin us both alive.”
Before he could finish a deadly aura hit their wolves and they fell silent.
A figure emerged from the shadowed hallway, tall, cruelly graceful, with a presence that choked the air itself.
Both wolves straightened instantly, “Silas, they greeted, bowing their heads.
Silas stepped inside. Green eyes falling upon Grace.
He studied her for a long cold moment before his voice sliced through the stillness.
“Who is she?”
The rogues broke into the cold sweats.
“She’s the she–wolf you ordered from the Academy. The only girl there.”
Silas jaw tightened.
Then, like a storm unleashed, he struck.
His claw raked across one guard’s face, shredding skin and spraying blood. The wolf howled in pain, falling backward.
“It’s not her,” Silas snarled, voice deadly low. “You brought me the wrong
girl.-
The second wolf dropped to his knees. “She–she was the only female in the all–male Academy! We followed orders!”
Silas grabbed him by the throat, lifting him off the ground.
Then there must be two women!! She was there,” he hissed, “WHERE IS SHE?!”
His roar echoed through the entire floor but it cut down to the back room where Seraphina lay on the floor of a suffocatingly red–lit room, coughing against the strange gas that had burst from vents minutes earlier. She could not escape the closed door and the gas that made her weak to the point she could not even stand. She could not fight at all. Her limbs were heavy- weak Her lead spun.
Standing over her, Juan stared at the mutilated body of the would–be client, a dangerous Alpha that she’d killed with her bare hands. His insides had spilled from his body, throat ripped open, and eyes wide in eternal shock.
Juan didn’t look horribed. He looked impressed.
He crouched beside her, his eyes gleaming with new curiosity.
Then, hus hand slid beneath the edge of her dress.
Seraphina’s blurred vision focused just in time to see the moment his fingers brushed against her chest and he grabbed her round breasts from the binding of her chest.
His sturk widened.
“Well well he whispered. “My hunch was correct.”
He leaned closer, his breath vile against her ear.
