Chapter 94 Unknown

Chapter 94 Unknown
I've felt several disturbances in the supernatural world the past couple of days. I have no clue what is going on since my wolf has slowly started pulling away from me. Since our last argument, he has pretty much ignored me. Anytime I try to talk to him or ask him to shift he refuses to acknowledge my presence. I try and think back on what change between us but get no-where. I know the change happened when we first felt that rift in the supernatural world. But I'm not sure why. Our goal has always been to either mate the hybrid or have her mate my son and I can slowly siphon off her power so I can get rid of the council all together.

Razael has been more moody than normal with me or hell even others and I'm not sure how I can describe it or how to justify it. I was talking with my Second in command when I felt a slight shift not as big as the one before but small enough to go unnoticed if I wasn’t paying attention to the feeling. Son of a bitch what is going on with my other half. I can't tell if that was that bitch mating someone else of if it was just a minor disturbance. I want to ask Raz but I’m not sure anymore if we share the same goal since the initial surge. I keep my face neutral to not distract my second giving me a rundown of the packs business so I can ask Raz what that feeling was. “Raz?” I wait for a response but get nothing after about a minute of silence. “Razael, I know you are in there so can you answer.” I grumble out with a tired sigh. I’m tired of his bullshit but I’m not going to say anything about it to cause more of a rift between us.

I hear a growl in the back of my mind loud enough to make me wince at the headache it just caused. “What do you want Ro?” I am stunned speechless at his tone I feel this cements what I was fearing. He no longer shares in the same goals we once did. I look at my second and say “Thank you Charles for the update on the pack. Now if you'll excuse me, I have something else to attend to. If you can please try and get in contact with your people and get me an update on our Hybrid's whereabouts.” I wait for him to nod his agreement and watch him shuffle out of my office. With a sigh I sink down into my office chair and answer Raz's question. “Did you feel that slight surge about 5 minute ago?” He looks at me with cold detached eyes as he tilts his head I guess in thought. I'm sitting on the edge of my seat waiting for a response and it seems to him that he wants to make me wait for disturbing him or something. Like what the hell does he do when he is alone in our shared space.

He looks annoyed with me as he answers, “Yes, I felt it. It was nothing serious most likely another supernatural being born or awakened. Why do you ask?” What he says feels right but his tone does not seem like it's the honest truth of what that shift felt like. But I'll take his answer because it does sound feasible. I glance out my office window and think on how to answer his question and approach discussing our rift. With a weary sigh I answer “It felt like it was something to do with our hybrid. But if you say it's possibly another shifter being born then that is what it is.” I turn back towards the papers on my desk and attempt to work when I notice him slunk off into the recesses of my mind. I miss our connection, it seems he has either cut it off or closed it for only when he is needed. It worries me that he is doing this to spy for the moon goddess or for someone else. I have no clue how but that’s what it feels like. I mumble to myself and try to pay attention to my reports. I come across one regarding the hybrid and stop. It was the last interaction with her and our hunters.

Hunter's Report

Dated 03\\23\\25

Followed the target to her job at the little Diner on main street in Tennessee. We sat in the section close to hers so we could monitor and hear anything she says. Nothing to report but within in 20minutes of us ordering and trying to seem like normal customers I noticed her demeanor change and start talking to her co-workers in hushed whispers. She heads to the kitchen to retrieve her tables order when our waitress comes around and starts asking us questions as she refills our drinks. She seems agitated as she asks us and we remain cordial but blunt with her. My partner tries without fail to peek around the waitress when she purposely blocks his view. With a huff and an attitude she tells us to either eat or we need to leave as were making some of the customers uncomfortable. I smile and apologize and order us some specials and explain that we were just waiting for a friend to arrive that we haven’t seen since college and were excited to see him. She narrowed her eyes and said I'll be right back with your order but I will be watching you so watch yourself.

What a bitch. Who does this waitress think she is, If I were there, I would’ve gotten her fired for the way she is talking to her paying customer’s.  I shake my head and keep reading the report.

Target leaves the kitchen carrying a couple of plates for her tables and seem really excited at talking to them. She still seems a little tense and standoffish but somewhat normal. We keep watch as quietly and non stalkerish as possible when our waitress brings us our food. With quiet thank you’s we dig in as we wait. Nothing abnormal to report, it makes me think this may not be our actual target. Will confirm when we extract at end of her shift. For the next 4hours we sit and eat and chat amongst ourselves to convince our waiter and the other staff that we really mean no harm. Even faking a call from our so-called friend telling us he wasn’t able to make it in today and to reschedule. Roughly around 8pm the target started clearing her tables and getting ready to end her night. I nodded at my partner and he said I'll go get the car while you pay the bill. I nodded and grabbed our ticket to go pay. He went to the car and headed around the side alley to intercept the target leaving while I paid our bill and tipped our waiter graciously. After finalizing everything I had asked where the restrooms were and headed there to meet him at the back door. Unfortunately instead of our target we snagged one of the other waitresses who screamed bloody murder and attracted the rest of the said plus the manager who had dialed the police and held us at gun point till the officers arrived. I’m not sure how the target was able to give us the slip or how she figured out who we were and why we were there.        End of report. Signed, David G

Son of a bitch she has gotten smarter over the years. I think she figured it out when they sat down to eat close to her instead of across the restaurant. Fucking numbnuts I swear it gets harder and harder each year to find someone who knows what the hell their doing. This report was almost 6 months ago. How the hell did she essentially fall off the edge of the earth and why can’t we find her.