Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“His house is up the road about three miles, then you turn off when you see the two trees growing out of one stump.”
“OK, so a split trunk, got it.” I nodded to him after he answered. “Thank you for the help.”
“Yeah, yeah.” He grumbled as we turned to leave. “Damn kids these days.” Well, at least he thought I was young.
We followed the instructions that we were given and finally came to a large C shaped house in the woods. This was definitely an Alpha house.
When we knocked an angry looking butler answered the door.
“Yes.” He snapped at me. I thought it was best to show him the same thing I did the others.
“I’m Agent Otsana of the FBI, I need to speak to your Alpha.” He took a look at the badge and grumbled.
“Follow me.” He whipped the door open and started walking before we were even ready to walk through the door. He led us to a sitting room like the one that Landon had met us in. It was elaborate but simple as well. “Wait here.”
After a few minutes a man came in that made my nose wrinkle with disgust. He stunk. He smelled like a swamp, stagnant water and mildew covered leaves, and just nasty that was all I could say about it. The man himself looked decent enough. He was around forty years old and he was very powerful in appearance. His orange hair and hazel eyes were bad. But still, there was something about him that just made you want to run away from him. Not in fear, but to save your stomach.
“What can I do for you?” He spoke in a sweet voice that was obviously fake.
“We’re investigating a warlock named Gannon Cornelius Edmond. Have you heard of him?”
“No, I can’t say that I have.” He was smiling like a frog, wide enough to show all his teeth.
“We have records that say he came here in the past.”
“Perhaps, but he has not been here in my lifetime.”
“Do you think anyone in town will know who he is?” Jackson cut in and the man instantly soured. His nose wrinkled and he glared at Jackson like he was something foul.
“No, human, no one will.”
“Such a welcoming presence you are.” Jackson whispered under his breath.
“Are we done here?” The Alpha asked me with a clear desire to end this.
“Not quite. You haven’t even told me your name yet.” I glared at him, showing him how upset I was with him.
“My name is Jesiah.” He bowed his head. “Jesiah Schmidt.”
“Well, Jesiah, I am Agent Otsana of the FBI, and I will be looking into your pack.”
“We have nothing to hide. There aren’t many of us here after all.”
At those words there was a loud commotion that came from the hallway. A young boy, probably in his early teens, was screaming but it seemed as if he was being dragged away before I could make it out there to check what was going on.
“What the hell was that?” I asked as David, Jackson, and I panted with rage in the hallway.
“Just a disciplinary action being carried out, no need to worry.”
I could see that David was ready to kill him, but we didn’t have enough information yet. I needed to look into this place, and soon.
“Let’s go.” I told David and Jackson as I grabbed their sleeves, pulling them along with me.
Once we were back in the rented SUV, Jackson turned on me.
“Why the hell did we just leave?” He looked upset.
“We will be back. I need to find out more about them before we try to take them down. But something about this place seems off.”
“You can say that again.” David spoke up. “Almost everyone here smells horrible.”
We went home then, having met a dead end. It was just before the wedding for David’s Alpha and we were no closer to finding the kids at all. I was beginning to hate all of this.
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David
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Yesterday was the wedding for Riviana and Joaquin. Things were a little more exciting than I thought they would be, but then again, given the past event I don’t know why I thought it would be anything less than exciting. Still it was amazing.
Yesterday was the first time that I had seen Rawlynne in a dress. When she had agreed to be my date for the wedding I had been so happy and excited that it had completely slipped my mind that she would be wearing a dress to the event.
When I saw Rawlynne that morning with her soft pink dress on I almost had a heart attack. The color seemed so feminine and looked wonderful on her. It was definitely not something I ever thought I would get to see, though I wouldn’t trade that moment for anything. She was radiant and perfect. The only downside was Jackson walking along next to her.
