Filed To Story: Zaia Toussaint and Sebastian King: Werewolf Book PDF Free
Zaia says politely, drawing me from my thoughts.
“We do, I just hope you have a strong stomach for this,”
I remark, taking the memory stick from my pocket and flicking it towards her. She stops it with two fingers and passes it to Sebastian, who has a laptop in front of him.
“If these concerns are as bad as you say… then-
“Before viewing that file, I want to say a few words,”
Valerie says suddenly, glancing at me.
“Go ahead,”
Sebastian answers, and everyone at the table looks at her.
She takes a deep breath, and I place my hand on her thigh, giving it a squeeze. Our eyes meet as I hope that she can feel some strength and peace through the bond, her pounding heart giving away how she is feeling.
She turns to the table, squaring her shoulders before she begins. “I want to share my own experience, the nightmare that started when I first moved away to spend a little time in a town far from here. Something that should have been pleasant and heartwarming.became a nightmare. One where I was never sure if someone would try to kill me every night. Not knowing what would be around the next corner…”
VALERIE.
By the time I’m done, many at the table are frowning or deep in thought. Expressions ofworry of unease, anger and even their faces. Sebastian’s eyes are blazing, and his barely being held back. His aura is surging around it.anger
I guess he never knew I was almost raped. We may not always see eye to eye, but he has looked out for me. In his own way, he truly has.is
The one thing we always will share is the love we had for Jai. I lost him that night, but Sebastian also lost his best friend. The one person who would blindly believe everything Sebastian said and did because, in Jai’s eyes, he truly believed in Sebastian until the very end. He was the perfect beta.
I feel exhausted too, reliving every moment like this. Speaking my truth loud and clear made it feel so much worse than at that time. The reality that if Zade wasn’t there I’d be dead, feels like an icy bucket of water. Like yes, I knew this; but saying it again, every single moment, telling an entire room of people… that reality hits hard.
Zade’s constant irritation at my carelessness makes even more sense now.
I continue on, filling them in on the car crash, along with help from Zade at points. Then the visit to Adriana’s place… everything. I tell them everything, and by the end of it I feel that same rage I did last night before we came here. In the last hour, I have relivedevery emotion from fear, worry, pain, sadness and anger, but it’s the anger that’s reigning supreme rightnow.
My words have affected several of the people here, Zaia for sure, and even Atticus has run his fingers through his hair several times. And I can tell he’s doing his best to stay sitting, although he knew a lot of this already.
“And here we are. To make sure we weren’t followed, Zade drove all this way despite the fact he was wounded. These trackers that were allowed to be put into us have affected god knows how many people’s lives,”
I finish, my voice trembling with anger.
There’s a few moments’ silence, and Zade scans the group of alphas. “So how will you this?”
he asks.fix
Sebastian’s eyes flash with irritation. “In case you have forgotten, the reason we even needed to satiate the humans and agree was because of the recklessness of the Sable,”
he says, his eyes cold as he looks at Zade. “If that attack wasn’t so public thento such a measurour secret might have remained.”
Irritation flashes through me, and I cock a brow. “I see. As a Sable member who was on that. team until that night, why didn’t you stop it then? Since you seem to want to point fingers? You were on that team, under cover or not. You could have stopped the so-called reckless. attack and not blown our cover.”
I snap. “If memory serves, you were the Sable in charge.”
“She has a point,”
Atticus mutters.
I glance at Zaia, feeling guilty for throwing Sebastian under the bus, but if we’re going to point fingers, let’s do it right.
“It is no one’s fault. Whatever happened was meant to be. But we were clearly too trusting. And we will dispute it and put an end to this,”
Zaia says firmly, placing a hand on Sebastian’s balled fist.
“Let’s see what information you have, then,”
Sebastian says, sliding the laptop over to Atticus, who takes it and puts the memory stick in.
After a moment, the large screen on the wall comes on and the laptop screen is mirrored on it, displaying the content of the memory stick, which are several labelled folders. Sebastian takes the laptop back when Zade sits forward.
“Shall I?”
Zade asks.
Sebastian doesn’t reply but pushes the laptop over to him. Zade slides it closer before he opens the first file.
“I’ll start with all the werewolves I know who have been killed. Most of them had never even shifted in their lives. But somehow the media has just brushed it under the rug and marked them as accidents or simply not bothered, declaring a lack of evidence. Although there’s been evidence.”
He scrolls through the images. There are so many… some with more information, others with less. He then clicks on one file before going through a sub-folder and opening another file with the person’s name.
“Gordon Santino, twenty-seven-year-old electrician, his mother is a human, his father was a werewolf. Never been part of a pack, but his DNA at a hospital appointment gave away what he was. Four weeks after being chipped, he was missing. The body was found a few weeks later and police suspected ‘No foul play.’ Although he was given back to his mother, I managed to ask her if we could conduct our own autopsy.
I look at the screen of the man who clearly looks like any ordinary person.
“And we found wolfsbane and ashbane in his system.”
Silence fills the room as everyone listens.
“He was stabbed with a blade, although the cops put it down to him meeting a hiking accident and that he was impaled on a tree down a cliff when they found him. Wrong. I know a knife wound better than anyone,”
Zade continues.
I have to admit I have never heard him speak as much as he is now, but it just shows how serious he is when it comes to this matter. He means business. “I managed to hack into some CCTV area around the area where he lived and worked. Luckily for me and not so lucky for him, he had a pretty consistent routine and here you will find one of the Arkan watching him. For three weeks prior to his death, one of these two men is around on most days.”
My stomach twists as I realise that if only he was trained and alert…
“And then he was watched day and night for the last three days before his death.”
Zade sits back as he scrolls through the images of Gordon’s body, which makes me sick. Although I have seen many dead bodies in my line of work, these make me sick.
There’s CCTV footage, post-mortem results and even police files, which obviously he acquired illegally, but I’m glad he did. It only furthers the fact they really did just brush the entire case away.
Everyone in the room is watching, reading, and assessing the report.
Zade switches back to another case, this time a woman. She’s got several tattoos and coloured hair. “This woman was part of my old team, she was found dead by the had driven Valerie’s car when it crashed.”
He frowns deeply as he scrolls through the report. man who “And she was not so lucky… she was drugged, raped and then brutally murdered.”
His eyes flash as he looks across at them. “Her identity was discovered when she was waiting on two off-duty cops in the cafe she worked at, who reported her and she was forcedto be chipped… She was murdered seven weeks after being chipped.”
Zade’s eyes flashbefore he continues.
“They go for those who are isolated from their packs.”
His anger is clear in his voice as het opens her medical reports. “Acquired autopsy reports shows she had suffered severe vaginal trauma, and there was at least two separate DNAS on her. Her body is still with the local authorities and I’m not sure what they’ve done with it, but the case was still pending with no viable leads, and they even insinuate she was possibly working as a sex worker and that was what they were trying to prove and write it off as consensual.”
I look away, disgusted, my anger shared by many in the room.
“There are obvious signs of rape and I am no officer!”
Zaia says, her eyes burning as she sits there staring at the screen, her anger rivalling Sebastian’s from earlier.
“A werewolf’s death is nothing to them,”
Zade says before he shows a few more files. There were some cases where the police were ‘trying’ to find the culprit, but as he said, most were just brushed under the carpet.
After showing a few more victims’ cases, he then moves on to the proof he gathered around me. Some even I’m shocked he has. I look over at him, thinking he may have been raised to kill, but he was born to be a detective! This man is incredible.
Looking around the room, others are asking him questions. The hostility and tension when we entered is gone. Almost forgotten by the majority. If we didn’t have such substantial proof, things might have been different. But Zade came with the facts and those are before them, and everyone knows this could happen to one of their own.
“The one chilling pattern
“And the two upstairs. What’s their case?”
Atticus asks, sitting back as he twists a pen in his fingers.
“We discovered Adriana protecting the door to where her injured sister was in a bad state. When we got to her, she was wounded.”
Atticus nods slowly, swallowing, “And she wasn’t raped, was she?”
“No. I’m certain she wasn’t raped,”
Zade answers and I look down, my heart squeezing at the fear of what could have happened. “She’s a trained fighter, and she had managed to kill those who had broken in.”
Atticus nods as he sits back, pinching the bridge of his nose as he looks at the screen that is now plastered with the faces of several victims.you sayit as if it’s a good thing she was one of them,”
another Alpha says coldly. “A Sable.”
Zade’s eyes turn even icier. “It is because unlike you and possibly your pack members, she was able to protect herself to an extent.’
“Well, he has a point there,”
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