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."

Luna, who crosses 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 for me when I

I grip his shoulder with my other hand, pushing him forward. He makes his way slowly down the stairs, protesting the

Out of my peripheral vision, I see 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

of the stairs, we can hear a child near the end of the hallway crying. The Elder looks around,

door sure sounds like a child, doesn't it?

we have to help her," the

here," I mind link again as we look in the first couple of empty cells to make sure they're

he calls out, "Protect

gun on him to make sure

tell me twice. Keep 'em

coming from where my old bedroom is," the Luna says. I look down to see her head tilted, looking down

just a minute. We don't know who or what is down there," I warn

sadness? The fear?" her voice is barely a whisper. Before I can stop

Wait!" I

to help," she calls down the corridor. The crying stops and a

the hall, a girl's face peeks out from a doorway. She still

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

face as she recognizes the Luna. Even from

and steps in front of the Luna, "Luna!

realizes the face at the end of the hallway is a child, he holsters his gun and slowly approaches the little

trust me," he says in the most soothing voice I’ve heard from him in the twenty-three years

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

on his shoulder. He looks back at me and whispers, "You know, maybe we should call security. This seems

do you think we are, old man? Pool boys?" I growl into his ear. His body stiffens again, and he turns back to watch Marco. I’m dead meat when my mom finds

he reaches the doorway, he looks into the room and freezes. He instantly scoops her up in his arms, and holds her tight against his body, hiding her face from whatever it is he

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