Chapter 44 On The Look For Her
Calhoun's POV
The way things happened on the yacht is enough to leave me perplexed.
One. Kristen shifted and knocked off my glass of wine, claiming it was poisoned. Her eyes were red, her body trembled as if she caught a cold. And then she dropped the bad news about Layla's death.
Alpha Gregory tensed, before running to the restroom to see if it was indeed true.
Kristen had an ill-judged jump into the sea and hurt herself, she didn't even answer to me when I called out to her. She swam as if she saw something no one else could see.
Just as I made to go after her, our undercover enemies shifted and attacked us. It turns out they've planned this beforehand. Killing Alpha Gregory's Luna, and hiding his last son.
Worst of all, one of the engines got blown up and split the yacht into halves.
We were able to kill some of our enemies and the remaining who are being held captive are taken into smaller boats for torture when they reach land.
Alpha Gregory looks like his whole world is crumbling to his feet as his wife's body is being wrapped up in sheet covers and put in a smaller boat because this side of the yacht is sinking into the sea. He arrived here with an alive, bubbly woman and now she's being taken back dead, with no eyes and missing limbs.
His son, Ben is crying so hard as he jumps in the boat to accompany her body back. He has booger even dripping from his nose and I can't imagine the kind of pain he's going through right now.
Natalie is in tears too, I was quick to save her from getting killed by a wolf who lunged at her.
What makes me unsettled is the fact that Gregory's youngest child hasn't been found, with Kristen included. I thought she was trying to hide from getting attacked, but she disappeared in the sea and there's no sight of her until now.
Did she climb back on and hid somewhere? I can't even tell.
More people are getting help out of the yacht and taken in smaller boats. Alpha Gregory is still here, staring at the boat which contains his tearful son and a dead wife.
"Let's go," Bruce tells me quietly but I can't respond.
"My son, I need to find him," Alpha Gregory finally speaks up, his eyes red and filled up with tears.
"I'll help you look for him," I say because he looks completely broken right now.
"And how will you do that? This part of the yacht is a few minutes away from sinking," Natalie hurriedly dries her eyes and tells me this.
Why do I have this strange feeling that Kristen went after the boy, Clarke?
"You need to go now, Gregory. I'll help you find him," I assured him.
He's trembling violently, from the pain of his wife's death and the fear of losing his youngest son.
"I'm counting on you, Calhoun. And I hope Clarke is alive," with this, Alpha Gregory takes a leap into the speedboat before he's taken away.
Right before the half yacht completely sinks into the sea, the rest of us enter the last boat.
I have made the decision to find Gregory's son and Kristen because I have this strong feeling they're together.
"Gregory's son is dead, Calhoun. No one has seen him. He probably drowned or blew up along with the engine. And Kristen, I believe she's headed back with her friends." Natalie has no form of remorse in her eyes when she tells me this.
But I won't listen to her. She's trying to discourage me.
"That's not true, my Luna. I helped Kristen's friends into the boat myself. They kept asking me about her," Bruce speaks up.
"Oh," that's the only fucking thing Natalie says.
"Alpha Calhoun," Bruce nears my side.
"I need one of those speed boats," I tell him.
"For what?" Bruce asks me this question uselessly.
"Kristen, I need to go after her. She told us about Layla's death, the poisoned wine, she might as well know where they kept Alpha Gregory's son."
Natalie's head swings in my direction when she hears this from where she's tending to her bruises.
I don't even care about anything else right now, not even Natalie. She's more concerned about herself than her daughter, and it just pisses me off.
It takes a few minutes for the speedboat riders to arrive and I jump in, Bruce comes along too.
"Are you sure Kristen truly went after the boy?" Bruce asks.
Knowing this question requires no response, I clench my jaw.
My heart is already throbbing in my chest as the speed boat moves.
What if Kristen didn't go after the boy and she's just being suicidal?
Images of her dead body floating on the sea sickens me to my gut. Now I don't want to think it truly happened because she's a good swimmer, but why would she do that?
"Kristen!" I yell her name with my hands at the corners of my mouth, hoping she'll be out here.
Is she high or something?
It's just upsetting that I couldn't go after her right at the moment she went into the sea.
"Kristen!"
"Kristen!" Bruce imitates me too.
It's starting to rain, and I'm close to losing my shit right now because there's no sign of her.
I don't have a good feeling about this at all.
She saved me from drinking a poisoned wine and now she's gonna drown?
"Are you seeing anything?" I snap my head at Bruce when I ask him this.
"No," he shakes his head.
"Turn around," I order the speedboat driver when I realize we are going in the wrong direction.
And as the speedboat keeps going, my heart is starting to tighten in my chest because while a part of me is telling me she's dead, the other part is giving me this feeling that I'll see her. I'll see both of them.
The speedboat driver slows down upon seeing someone's head floating in the water, and this person's arm is holding onto a log of wood that has the body of a child tied to it.
My breath hitched up in my throat because it's truly Kristen.
She's completely exhausted, breathing through her mouth, with her eyes closed tightly in their sockets because she's getting bitten by the rain.
"That's Kristen!" Bruce points in her direction.
"Fuck," I hiss upon seeing a wave nearing their side. Kristen cannot spread out her hands to swim away from it because she's already holding onto Alpha Gregory's son, making sure his head is above water and the wood doesn't tumble so he wouldn't drown.
But it's already too late.
The wave swallows them and takes them out of my sight.