Chapter 299

Chapter 31 – Gabriel POV I wasn’t intentionally withholding the information from Chelsea, well not about what was currently going on back home. I had many things going on back there, my hotels were opening, which Logan had his pack handling in my absence. Keeping tabs on Pat Lawson was the only logical next step after how his children died. The department had ruled their car blowing up an accident, the excess fire and heat explained by the three gallons of fuel that Grant had purchased after checking his records. Records that I had Remy forge. Now with this house blowing up, everything pointed to Sarah leaving the stove on, the gas from the oven as well and after sometime the fire caught in the kitchen, quickly spreading to the ceiling, and after forty minutes all of Ben and Oakley’s DNA had been incinerated. Chelsea was right though, we couldn’t continue to handle our problems leaving a trail like this, but with the little time frame that Logan’s crew had, I was quite impressed with their quick thinking. Heading out to Hector Hellmann, Lux followed me, he is her perfect match, great fighter – excellent in human form and wolf… just isn’t a cold hard killer, he is a good match for her, he thought making no attempt to hide his thoughts. “She killed Leo,” I said with no follow up, but he stopped walking quickly falling back into step, “Good,” Lux grunted entering the drivers side of the car and speeding the mile to meet the kid. “Can you believe the nerve of these people,” I said out loud, “Chelsea took his wolf away,” I muttered, and was met with a crying child. Not much of a child to be honest, when I was his age I didn’t cry about anything anymore, I was a man, men didn’t cry. “What do you want?” I asked coldly, my green eyes hard and face uncaring, watching his tears fall, “We need the Luna, my dad and sister, they – they,” he hiccupped, but I just frowned, “You’re father and sister are dying and in need of aid, and they sent you – you can’t even finish that sentence,” I pointed out and could feel Lux pretty much gaping at me. Eyeing Lux from the side, I shrugged, “What? It’s true.” “I need the Luna and she sent yo-” Hector snapped back wiping at his tears; his utter disrespect caused my arm to lift and knock him down before he could finish that sentence, “your family needs to learn respect as well as your place. You could need my mate until you’re blue in the face, but disrespect towards her or I, will get you nothing and nowhere,” my jaw clenched in anger. “Where is your family?” I asked the little punk on the ground, going to the car so we could follow him, driving another mile before we stopped at what was the makeshift hospital, in the hotel like structure where the rest of the people we brought were currently staying. Chelsea’s father had done and excellent job in setting this island up, the size alone could hold up to 2,000 people comfortably up to 5,000 if needed. Single-family homes, the hotel type setup currently housing a good portion of the people we brought. You could tell that he had thought of Chelsea when building the home we currently resided in, there was our place, which had eight separate quarters currently given to Nora, Greta and Zeke, Nonno and Nona, Violet and Lukas, James and his daughter Sophia, Jamie and his mate Giovanni, Jack and McKenna and finally Remington and Victor, along with their two children; they weren't back together as far as I knew, but were living together. We were on the opposite side of the island, sharing a small private beach area but still able to access the others. Everyone that was already here were clustered together nearly a mile out from the area we were. Shaking my head, I focused back on following Lux to where he was leading me, a small-pebbled path, entering a room, only to find the Hellmanns, Rykos, and a few older individuals in a room while Greg Hellmann and his daughter were groaning on the ground. Mrs. Hellmann glanced up from her daughter and husband on the ground, her eyes glassy, tear tracks on her face, the relief in my entrance was highly noticeable. One thing I noticed above all was that Marlon and Leland weren’t here, listening I could tell that they were each home with their families. I smirked at Teresa Hellmann, the other around visibly worried about the two individuals on the floor, shaking, groaning and writhing around. Listening to their heartbeats, the erratic beats weakening, I snorted smiling at Teresa, resting back against the wall. The others murmuring around me, waiting to see how I will help these two, other wondering when Chelsea will show up, when the Chosen One will save these two individual from a painful death. I scoffed, “You were calling my mate, Mrs. Hellmann?”