Chapter 76

GABRIEL

It hasn't even been half an hour since Catriona's grandmother informed me about my stepmother's plot when one of the elders who has been watching over them barged into my office where I was having an online meeting with the willpower pack's alpha, Zale.

I averted my eyes from the laptop screen to her. She quivered at my death glare. Are you mute? I asked, gruffly.

I think Luna is leaving with her family. They egressed the house with their languages. She said.

Are you certain of what you are saying? I asked, forgetting zale for a moment. I'm certain of it. She replied. Alright. You can leave- but before you go, "I'm warning you for the very first time and the last one. Don't you ever barge in my office or any other place like you just did now. I'll let you off the hook today but will forget the importance you hold in this house if the same thing happens again. "Am I making myself clear?"

Yes alpha. She said, jittery and then sauntered out, closing the door behind her. The moment she shut the door I jolted in my chair and barreled at the window where I got a clear view of the front yard of the house where I saw the redwood pack dude putting their suitcases in the trunk. I didn't want to believe that pumpkin would take her family without nictitating but I was so disappointed when the dude got in the car and drove them out of the yard. It feels like he's driving catriona out of my life. I stilled on the glass window, pasting my eyes on an empty space where the black car that took them was.

What happened that they left without telling me. They had to. For Christ's sake, they've been living under my house for more than three weeks. They socialised so well with the pack members and were seen as part of the pack. I know catriona wanted to take them to the red moon pack but I hoped she would take them with my awareness. What would I have done wrong to her? A few hours ago she was by my side mollifying my anxieties and other minutes she was going as if I matter. Lord. It hurts.

"Gabriel, are you still there!" Zale's voice at the end of the screen surged me back to the laptop. Is everything okay over there? He asked, not conveying any concern. Sorry for the interruption. Let's get back to business. I said. I'm gonna send you Christina's work address. She's the right person to give what you're looking for but she will definitely make some good amounts from you for the information.

Are you positive she's his daughter? I asked. You know I never gave you wrong information. He replied. Thanks a lot man. I said. Anything for the blood moon pack. He said, smugly. So, he added, What are your plans after meeting Christina? He asked. My plans will depend on that woman's answers. I replied sternly. I'll get back to you Zale. I said before occluding the laptop. My phone chimed up making a pop sound for messages. I read the address and checked the distance. It takes almost an hour to reach there. Without squandering a second, I grabbed my car keys and drifted out to my car to hit the road but recalled zale's words that she only works day shifts. There's no way in hell I'm sleeping in the pack house. I rather spend a night in the club and revert my brain. If I don't do that I might end up murdering my stepmother and alternately drive the car straight to the red moon pack for my mate.

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After an hour of driving and taking different long turns looking for the perfect club that is worth a night ultimately got one to my liking. I set my feet in and the first thing that welcomed me were smoke cigars and other kinds. Strippers were all over the place. Each stripper with 1-2-3 giving them their best seductive moves as others stayed on the stage pole dancing as men shouts while throwing money at them. There was too much noise from men over strippers moves but at least the music wasn't deranging. I hope the night goes as I hope so.

I sat in a cosy zone with the strongest rums on my table gawping at one of the girls that I found ludicrous with her dancing moves. I Sniggered. She's a complete novice. How did she even get the job when she dont know anything? How is she supposed to earn when she's distancing herself from those angry horny bees? I hate girls like that- that act innocent yet they know the stuff people like her do in these kinds of places. I motioned the bartender to get her for me.

The bartender brought her to me and tried to force her to sit next to me. I'll take it from here. Thank you. I said to him, tipping him away.

Are you really a stripper or… I looked up at her. She's too thin, with a healing wound on her right shoulder. Oh Lord, she's a turn off. Stop staring and dance. I ordered and went back to my drink.

She began dancing and I couldn't help it but burst out into laughter that made her stop with a crinkled face. What is so funny? She asked. Woman, can't you see what you're doing is funny. What you're doing now is " get back the hell where you came from" code, and I'm not willing to do that because I came here to get something dismaying out of my head but you're not of any help. Entertain me woman before I send you back to those lecherous cree-–

How are you so different from them? She asked, cutting me off. She wrenched a glass of rum from hand and quaffed it before ramming the glass down on the table. I'm done here. She said and turned to leave but she promptly halted and swiftly turned around facing me, her expression dreaded. She grabbed the rum bottle and drank from it. Her hands were shaking involuntarily that she spilled alcohol on herself. What's with this bitch? She took another mouthful of alcohol before sitting on my lap and pressed her lips on mine. I pried her off me and whirled her on the floor. She whimpered but in a flash she was on her knees clutching my legs. Run for your life woman because these cheap antics rile me up.

The music was now intense for our little incident to attract attention from people but a blue-haired muscular dude shadowed by others gave me a long glare. The blue-haired dude tittered when he looked down at the woman holding my legs. With a smug face he began ambling toward me. The woman high levelled with me still on her knees.

Please be my boyfriend. Just for five minutes. She uttered while trembling.

Long time no see, my sweet Paige. The blue-haired said.

Please. Just two minutes. I will do whatever you want me to do. She whisper-cried.

I gently pushed her away from my way and powered myself another shot despite her desperation. Whatever problem she has with him it's none of my fucking business. I don't like to indulge in human affairs. Before they reached my table she ran disappearing in the crowd of people. Go get her. The blue-haired yelled, shoving one of his followers in the torso. He and his gang threw me threatening glares before disappearing into the crowd too. This is not how I wanted to spend my night. They ruined it. I exhaled frustratedly. I emptied the bottle, paid and strode out perturbed.

As I marched toward my car I heard a commotion of men's voices accompanied with a loud piercing cry of a woman. I ignored the disturbing woman's cries and just went inside my car and drove off.

Aren't you really going to check on that woman? Catriona's voice rang in my head making me pull the car to a stop. Are you really that evil for being unfazed about that woman's cry? What if she needs your help? She said again and this time she felt real. I turned at the nearside and was shocked to see her. In my car. Next to me.

Pumpkin…! How did you get in…? I stopped mid sentence when the seat became empty. Was I deluding? What a disappointment. I miss her heavenly. I must have deluded myself but I'm very certain Catriona would much love it when I head back and help. Even though it's not my favourite thing to do, just the thought of seeing her magnificent smile because of what I did makes my heart pound.

When I returned back to the club where I heard the noise was no more but what seemed to belong to them such as cars and some big bikes were still around so I assume they must be around the area. I trailed their stench scents that led me to the shrubbery area.

I reached where I supposed they were and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. What are these freaks doing? They must have beaten her up because she was bleeding from the nose and mouth and now holding her in a disgusted way, as the blue-haired freak harassed her.

Let her go, you fouls. I spoke out. They turned their eyes to me alarmed. The blue-haired freak masked his stunned expression and pulled his pants up before walking toward me with a smug.

Do we look like fouls to you- you mother fucker. I saw you back there and all I could smell was trouble but you're playing with death itself. She said.

Tell your fellow creeps to let go the woman because if they don't in this instant-–

He cut me off with the lightest blow I've ever had in my life.

Is that what you got? Let me teach you the right way to blow your enemy. I said as I fisted my hand and brought it straight in his annoying smug face. He went cracking down silently. The other freaks freed the woman on the ground. She rapidly collected her clothes and leaped away. I'm going to kill all of you. You all don't deserve a single breath. Without wasting time I shifted in my wolf and leapt at the first one ripping his head off. I wish you could see your faces, you nauseous freaks. As they were about to run I ran past them and stood before them, groaning, my snout dribbling with their friend's blood. The terror on their faces was so contenting. That look of seeing the biggest wolf for the very first time in your life to the fact that it's your last because it won't let you live.

I brutally ripped every single one of them and trooped over to the blue-haired one who was gaining consciousness from my blow. I will let you live for police statements. I groaned in her face, blood mixed with my slime dropping on his face. He couldn't make a sound because he collapsed again.

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In the afternoon I drove off to the address Zale gave me. The doors whooshed opening as I strolled over. It was quite nice inside. Decorated classically with soft music playing in the background. The air is so fresh here and smells amazing. It's really precious here. Pumpkin would love it here.

"Hello, sir. You're welcome to the "AVIATORS' RESTAURANT." The waitress said.

I spun around and I was dumbfounded that I was facing the same woman I made in the club as a stripper. She was in a waitress uniform. And smart of course. She looked a little bruised and I was surely amazed by her that she got the energy to work after what she went through last night.

Do you have a reservation, sir? She asked, avoiding the coming questions from me which I'm not interested in.

No, I don't. I'm looking for the girl or woman that works here by the name of Christina.

She popped her eyes out and the ipad she held fell down from her trembling hands.