Chapter 34 How could you
~Dagan’s POV~
“Kael, I have important and urgent information. Tell your guards to let me in,” I mind linked him even before I arrived at the floor. I could not have been more grateful that his mind was accessible, because I no longer had the energy or the patience to deal with those guards for another second.
He cut off the link without responding, and I assumed correctly that he had already taken care of the necessary orders.
“Alpha said to wait for him in his room. He will join you shortly,” the chief guard informed me just before letting Brenda and I pass.
“I think we should check on her first. Who knows what mischief she is up to now,” Brenda whispered with a pointed look, and I agreed with her. However, the moment she opened the door, what we saw shocked both of us so completely that our breaths seemed to freeze.
A terrifying growl erupted from inside the room, shaking the entire place and forcing us to stumble back in pure instinctive fear. It only took a few seconds before an infuriated Kael stormed outside, and he looked exactly like the devil he truly was, a title and a personality I had always secretly wanted for myself.
I lowered my head immediately because the weight of his fury was suffocating. Brenda, however, did not. In spite of all her delusions, she was still an alpha female in her own right, and her expression showed that she was even more infuriated and wounded by what she had just seen.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” Kael threw the question at her with vicious sharpness, facing her directly and completely. I stood slightly behind him and wondered why none of that fury was directed at me as well.
“I should be asking you that question, Kael,” Brenda shot back, her voice almost cracking under the strain. “Is this why you insisted on keeping her here?” She asked, her eyes dragging slowly over Kael’s form until they settled on the very obvious bulge in his pants. “You even have a hard on. How could you?” Her voice finally broke, but her gaze remained fiercely locked on him.
Kael ground his teeth, a clear sign that he was fighting for control. “Who gave you permission to come in here when I did not?” he asked in a chilling tone that promised nothing good. I felt compelled to step in because that tone only meant he was seconds away from losing control entirely.
“Kael,” I called quietly, but his response came as a deadly punch that exploded across my face. The impact broke my nose, split my lip wide open, and sent me staggering several steps back. “What the fuck?” I gasped, tasting blood.
“How dare you bring someone in here without my permission?” he asked, still using that bone-chilling voice as he advanced toward me.
“Easy, Kael. You gave me permission to enter,” I reminded him quickly while retreating, fully aware that I did not have what it took to challenge an enraged alpha.
“Alone,” he thundered. “I specifically told you to wait for me in my room. Tell me what the hell you two were looking for in the prisoner’s room. Tell me why I should not brand you a traitor right now.”
“You want to charge him with treason, yet you are the one locking lips with a prisoner in a shameful display,” Brenda snapped, drawing his attention back to her for the moment. I felt a wave of relief wash through me.
He turned to her slowly. “Watch your words.”
“Watch my words? Did I lie? How could you?” Brenda demanded with growing anger. “How could you be indulging in such acts with a nobody? Are you that sex starved?” Her voice shook, her eyes were glossy, and the pain she felt was so evident that even someone blind could sense it.
Kael snapped instantly. “You wish it was you, right? You desperately wish you were the one I was locking lips with, right? Well, news flash, Brenda. It will never be you.”
“Kael,” I tried again.
“Shut up,” he cut me off without sparing me a glance. He turned fully back to Brenda. “And I will not repeat this again. Whoever I have a hard on for is none of your business, so stop acting as if I owe you something. I do not owe you anything.” His tone was final and merciless. Then he faced me. “Leave. Both of you.”
He turned to enter his room, but I could not move. I still had urgent business to discuss with him, and leaving now would only create more problems.
“Kael, wait,” I tried.
“Leave,” he insisted with unyielding finality.
“We found the traitor from the last time, the one who helped the witch escape,” I said quickly, forcing him to listen. As expected, he paused at the doorway. His body remained still for several long seconds before he walked inside the room, leaving the door open behind him.
“I am leaving,” Brenda said with a defeated breath, and she walked away without another word.
I stepped into the room.
“I am listening,” Kael said as he turned toward me, and I swear that if I were not a beta wolf, the terror in his eyes would have made me stutter.
“I think the traitor is Taren,” I said directly. His forehead creased with disbelief on top of that terrifying expression.
“What are you talking about? Taren cannot do something like that,” he replied with firm assurance, and I shook my head.
“I used to think that way too, but hear me out. I am not one hundred percent sure about this. This is what Brenda discovered this evening,” I explained before narrating everything I had heard. “Now, just like you, I do not want to believe that a loyal warrior like Taren would do something like that. However, there is no harm in making sure. I suggest we use one of the special cameras in the storeroom which are fortified against all werewolf senses. Just sneak one into the prisoner’s room when she is asleep, then you can find out whether he is guilty or not.” I presented the suggestion I had prepared, explaining exactly how perfectly it would work.
I still saw doubt lingering in his eyes, and for my own sake, I desperately hoped that everything would unfold exactly the way I had pictured it. I needed all eyes off my back.
“Get me the camera,” he finally said, and my heart leapt with relief.