“Whoever your source was, lied to you,” Ryland added.
“We caught a hunter a few weeks back, but he’s not talking,” Duncan added. He wanted everything on the table. He had a feeling Harrison was going to be in his life, whether he liked it or not.
“Either I’m being lied to, or you’re the one being lied to.”
Things were getting more complicated the more they tried to get information.Could the hunter be lying to me?
“Either way, I hate being in the dark and not being able to see an attack coming,” Duncan said.
“I agree.”
“I have an idea for you that might work in both of our favors,” Duncan told him.
“I'm all ears.”
“We are going to play a little game called follow the rabbit down the rabbit hole.”
Harrison gave him a strange look. “What?” he asked.
“You’re not the innocent playboy everyone believes you to be,” Harrison commented.
Duncan grunted and Ryland snickered beside him.
“I’m the Alpha for a reason,” Duncan said, sounding as if he was puffing out his chest to show just how scary he could be.Fuck, I must sound like a jealous idiot.“Let’s get to work,” he said, closing off the conversation and concentrating on the reason they were there.
Kallen dodged another branch as he ran through the woods.They let me go? Why?It was the same questions he'd been asking himself for the past few minutes. He couldn’t believe it. The Alpha had walked in the room and told him since he wasn’t giving them any information he was free to go. And just like that, he left the door open and walked away. Not thinking at the time that he might be running straight into a trap, Kallen got up and ran out of the room and kept running. His father was always beating in his head that he was an idiot, and Kallen couldn’t help but think he was right, especially now. He could see excellent in the dark which was why he kept checking behind him to see if he was being followed but so far nothing.
He had to get back to the compound, he knew it might be a lost cause and the rest of the party he came with was already gone. He also didn’t want to lead whoever might be following to the compound they took over. It was a chance he was taking, but he needed to get word back to his father about the wolves. The wolves were still chasing their tails trying to figure out who is killing them. Truthfully, Kallen had no idea either.
All he knew was that his father was somehow involved in the whole thing. And Kallen was pulled into it without even being asked. He didn’t want to think about what was going to happen. He stopped to catch his breath and to get his bearings. He was in the thick of the woods. When they had gone after the three wolves, they were in town and now he was lost. He froze when he heard a branch break.
Shit, they found me,fear crawled down his spine. He was not a fighter like his older brothers. Being a hunter was not something he wanted to do with his life, it was simply the life he was born into. Slowly he reached down and picked up the thick branch sitting at his foot. If he was going to die at least he would die fighting, or trying to anyway. He held the branch to his chest and waited for his killer to come out from his hiding spot.
The branches moved, and a deer ran out of the bushes to the other side of the woods. Kallen sighed in relief, he was letting his imagination get the better of him. He threw the thick branch to the ground and turned to run but was stopped when he saw a pair of menacing red eyes staring back at him, accompanied by sharp vampire fangs. He went to scream but his voice failed him. He was grabbed as fangs sunk into the jugular of his neck.
I guess I'm going to die tonight, anyway.
“Did you have to bite him?” Duncan asked.
“You said to get the information any way I can,” Harrison deadpanned. He was staring at the hunter in a weird way and Duncan wondered if anyone else noticed it.
“So did you see anything that could help us?”
“He doesn’t know anything,” Harrison answered. Duncan felt as if Harrison was keeping something from him.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, he’s the son of the head hunter, but his father doesn’t tell him anything. He doesn’t trust him,” he said then looked at Duncan.
“He’s dying.”
“I didn’t think you took a lot of blood from him.” Duncan looked back down to the man lying on the ground.
“Not from me, I tasted it in his blood. He tastes like death. He’s been poisoned.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Duncan asked. Harrison looked at Duncan. “Are you accusing someone in my pack of killing him?”
“No, it would be easy to place the blame on you—” Harrison didn’t get a chance to finish his statement because the hunter woke up coughing. Duncan and Harrison looked down at the man who had blood coming out of his mouth.
