Chapter Thirty-Three

*Charles POV (5 months since Emily's rescue) *

Looking down at Zack's decomposed body, I knew this would happen. When he first put his plan into motion, he left me a package to open if he were to ever die. I call a couple of Rogue wolves to come and bury his body while I head back to my house to open the package. I made trips here every few months to check in on things. I knew on day I would walk into this, but I did not think it would be this soon. I still have about 15 hours before I get back to my house. I am curious on how they found him. He seemed so careful this time.

After the flight and getting home I grab a shovel and head into my back yard. I decided to bury the package and was hoping to never have to dig it up. Digging up the package I open it up and find a burner phone, a letter and some photos. The photos are of a man and the only number in the phone is that of a guy names James. I unfold the letter and begin to read it.

​Charles,

If you are reading this that means I am dead. If this is the case, I would like for you to call me mentor, James. Tell him about my demise and tell him I would like to move on to plan B. He may not fully agree with anything I wanted but being my maker and mentor, he still feels obligated to help me. You have always been a great help to me and to show that appreciation some more I am leaving you anything left of my estate. The only way you can get my estate is by reaching out to James for me. Once again, thank you for everything.

Zack.

​Closing the letter and pulling out the phone I press dial on the contact in the phone. It only rings a couple times before a male voice answer. "Hello?"

"Hello. My name is Charles, you probably do not know who I am, but I was an associate of Zack's. He left me a note saying to contact you and ask you to put plan B into motion."

"Plan B. This means Zack is dead. I knew he was being foolish. Now he wants me to risk my life for some wolves."

"I am just relaying the message."

"Message relayed. I will make sure I play out his plan B. If I knew this was how he would be I would have never turned him. The unspoken bond between a vampire and his sire are pretty much unbreakable and we are supposed to fulfil any leftover business they may have."

"If you need any help, I would be willing to help you for a small fee."

"Listen, wolf.... I am over a thousand years old. I do not need wolf help. I can do this all on my own. This plan is all based on if he has a child though. Does Zack have a child?"

Hesitating, I respond. "Yes. He has a son. He is about 6 months old now."

"Perfect. That is all I needed to know. Thank you for contacting me. I will make sure to send all the paperwork over that you need for whatever Zack had left over."

"Than-" Click.

He hangs up before I can finish saying thank you. Vampires can be so damn moody. I decide to hang onto the phone just in case he needs to call me back. I burn the photos and the letter. I do not know what Zack had in store for the family, but it somehow involves their son.

A son. Thinking back to my past I remember my son like it was yesterday. He would have been 17 in just a few days. Losing him and my mate changed me and made me into a ruthless person, even turned me into a Rogue wolf. They had just left for the store. We decided to separate ourselves a little from our pack and lived off pack lands. Living 40 minutes from the closest grocery store meant they had to travel to get there. Coming home from work I remember seeing the lights on the road right before our neighborhood. I saw the first car and was thinking to myself how I am glad my mate and pup are safe at home. Right after saying that I see my mate’s car flipped over and smashed on top. I stop my car right where it is and get out, running to the car. A cop stops me, and I ask him where my wife and child are. Looking over his shoulder I look more closely at the wreck and see two white sheets on the ground by the car. I go numb and break out of the cops hold. I run to the sheets and uncover one, exposing my wife's body. I uncover the other one and see my son. I fall in between them. I hear the officer behind me explaining how a drunk driver crossed the line and hit them head on causing the car to flip. He tells me he is sorry for my loss and leaves me alone. I start to lose my head and start to shift right there. Before anyone can see me, I take off into the woods where I finish shifting. I cannot bring myself to shift back to human form for 3 months. I lived as a wolf.

Since losing my family I have been a Rogue. I do not even know where my family is buried. I could not bring myself to go ask my Alpha. I have pretty much kept to myself since becoming a Rogue. I have not wanted to trigger my second chance mate bond. I have enjoyed my life as a Rogue and I have no plans to ever go back to pack life. I will never understand why it was my family that night.