Chapter 57

Tyree's POV

As soon as the Luna opens the door, the smell of blood is overwhelming. It isn't old and stale, like you would normally smell in a dirty dungeon. This smells like someone just sloshed buckets of it down the hallway.

How is that possible? The door was locked. I look over at the Elder, who looks pale and if I didn’t know better, guilty. I send a mind link to Marco and Beta Lenora, letting them know I need backup. Honestly, the Luna can handle anything going on down there. Even if she wasn't one of the strongest wolves I've ever met, with her powers she can defeat any threat, but it’s my job to protect her, not the other way around.

My wolf, Slayer, paces in my head, "High alert, my man. This clearly ain't right."

"Agreed, Slayer. Let me know if you see anything. If memory serves me correctly, there isn't a whole lot of room to move down there. We won't be able to shift if there's an actual emergency."

"Ten four," he growls.

I let him come forward enough for my eyes to turn black and extend my fangs. Just one step closer to shifting if we need to.

"Luna, stand back," I touch her elbow. She looks at me, trying to hide her fear, but her eyes are wide and her breathing gets heavier with building panic.

"It's alright, Luna. I've got this," I reassure her and she steps back.

I look at the Elder again. He looks like he's about to bolt like a scared jackrabbit. I'm probably about to get fired for this, maybe even banished, but my wolf and my instincts are telling me not to let this guy out of my sight.

Goddess, forgive me. I pull my handgun from the holster and press it on his back. He lets out a little gasp and starts to look back at me, but thinks twice.

"W-what’sthe meaning of this?" he stammers like a coward.

"You first, Elder Randall," I growl at the old man, pushing him toward the stairs.

"I-I’m sure this i-isn't, uh, n-necessary," still stuttering over his words," probably just a leaky pipe or something of the sort."

her arms over her body and who shakes her head at me. She doesn’t trust him either. Maybe she will put in a good word

pushing him forward. He

her hands glowing purple. I know it’s her way of protecting herself, but it still makes me nervous when she does that stuff. You never know who she is going to use it on. I'm glad she has never had to use

near the

doesn't it? Heh heh..." his face

have to help her," the Luna whispers to me, "come

they're empty. I remember being down here to guard the Luna after the

minutes," he calls

my gun on

tell me

is," the Luna says. I look down to see her head tilted, looking down the dark hallway, curious to know who's down there.

Marco. He will be here in just a minute. We don't know who or what is down there," I warn her, "the more backup

the sadness? The fear?" her voice is barely a

Please! Wait!" I hiss through my

You don’t need to be afraid. We're here to help," she calls down the corridor. The crying stops and a child’s hiccups can

hall, a girl's face peeks out from

Luna squats down, urging the girl to come to her, "How

face as she recognizes the Luna.

the stairs and steps in front of

the hallway is a child, he holsters his gun and

Marco. I'm one of the new pack guards, so you're safe now. You can trust me," he says in the most soothing voice I’ve heard from him

crying again, pointing at the Luna, "It wasn't m-me I

me and whispers, "You know, maybe we should call security. This

his ear. His body stiffens again,

reaches the doorway, he looks into the room and freezes. He instantly scoops

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