Rance entered the elevator in the Pack Clinic building.
Opening a hidden panel, he pushed the button for the third level basement.
Putting his code in, the lift slowly descended. The building looked
unassumingly normal from the outside with three floors visible. The elevator
buttons showed only one basement which worked as the clinic’s morgue and stock
and supply rooms. Only the Alpha and some chosen few betas knew of the two
floors underneath. The last two floors
was where they kept the jail and interrogation rooms. It can only be accessed
by the elevator which was digitally controlled by a code.
Damian and three other betas, Xander, Thorn, and Malik
were waiting for him as the door opened. Nodding in greeting, he walked
purposely down the narrow hall brightly illuminated by the fluorescent light
overhead.
“What have you learned so far?” Rance asked Damian.
“They are proving stubborn.” Damian shook his head.
“Unless we are willing to use more extreme measure of interrogation, they would
not give us any useful information.”
They walked up to a door. Opened it and filed in
quietly. The room was devoid of any furniture save for several chairs facing
one mirrored wall. The mirror showed another room occupied by a lone slump
figure chained upright on the wall. Except for the manacles on his wrists,
there was no evidence of abuse on his body.
Rance walked up to the mirror and surveyed the Were with eyes starting to burn with
anger, “so what in the hell did they tell you guys then?” His voice rumbled.
“Just the usual crap. That we are doomed and the true
King of the Were’s is coming to extract retribution.” Damian answered almost
casually.
Rance turned his head to Damian and frowned in thought.
“This is the first time I’ve heard of this King of the Weres.”
“He’s claiming that their alpha, who was the prophesied
one, is the King of the Weres.” Thorn explained.
“The bunch of them were clearly delusional and crazy to
boot. I doubt we’d get anything from them that would tell us where their den
is.” Xander stated.
“We’ve had them for almost a week now and still nada.”
Damian assessed the chained form, “maybe it’s time for us to let the task force
at them. I believe we’ve got all the information we can get from them. Now we
know that their supposed alpha is abducting humans and attempting to change and
impregnate them.”
“It’s not enough. I want to know the identity of their
alpha. Or where they’re holed at, at the least.” Damian implacably asserted.
“Do what you can to extract those information. No mercy this time. They did not
show mercy to those they have killed, neither will they get it from us.”
Nodding silently, Damian stood next to Rance. “What
about the Alpha council and the task force then?” Damian asked, concern lacing
his voice. The pack didn’t need to butt heads with them. They would need their
acceptance and support once the true ‘prophesied one’ was birthed.
With lips in a straight line and eyes turbulent, Rance
locked eyes with Damian. Silence reigned for long moments, it seemed, to the
three betas standing in the room with Rance and Damian. Sighing quietly, Rance
nodded his head once, “inform the task force and the council of their capture
later today.”
Damian’s cell vibrated and started jingling in his
pants pocket. Excusing himself briefly, he looked at the digital display and
promptly answered the call.
“Prime here. Yeah, okay. Let them in and I’ll inform
the Alpha.” Hanging up he turned back to find Rance facing him with raised
brows.
“What’s that all about?” Rance asked.
“That’s from our betas down at the main gate.” Damian’s
eyes were sparkling with humor.
“And-? Out with it then.” Rance couldn’t keep his
impatience from coming out. He wanted to finish this business and join Alex in
her run.
“You have visitors waiting for you.” Damian replied.
“I’m not expecting anyone today. Who is it?”
“Your mate’s brothers have come a-calling.”
“Fuck!” Rance muttered.
Turning on his heel, he walked out of the room and left
Damian and the betas behind. Now he need tell Alex to come back from her run.
Hopefully his pack won’t do anything that would make Alex’s brothers
suspicious.
Before getting in the elevator he yelled behind him.
“Damian, make sure everyone is aware to be careful of when they shift. I don’t
want them inadvertently letting our secret out.”
Time to make nice with the in-laws.
