Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“No worries, Rivi.” They all nodded and gave their assent.
“Alright, Mr. Doe, they will leave when the files are ready. What exactly are they supposed to do when they get there?”
“I will let them know about that when I send the files later. I will also tell you where the base of operations currently is. However, I am sure that it will be moving soon. The Colonel is getting increasingly more paranoid. I am sure that there will be a situation coming to a head soon.”
“I think that you are right.” I agreed with him as I thought about what Odin had said.
Perhaps Mr. Doe and Clarke were here to truly help us. Or maybe they were part of the problem that Odin had warned us about. I didn’t know for sure, but I was hoping that they were part of the former. I would like to catch a break here at some point, and not having to worry about the possible end of the world, or whatever else could go wrong in this time of uncertainty, would be a great thing.
I was willing to put my trust in these two men. They were the ones that sought me out. They were here to help us and, and they had asked for our help as well. This was a mutual thing between us. We would, with all hope, be able to see this through to the end and take out that entire group. And everyone that took part in the actual crimes, the bombings and other attacks, would be arrested. Others, like Clarke, would be free to go. He couldn’t be the only one in the group that didn’t want to participate.
I was still lost in thought, writing things down as I went, when Vincent and Gabriel guided Clarke from the room. They were taking him to the front door and advising him where to stay for the time being. He wasn’t comfortable staying in the castle, but that was understandable. He was, however, staying with someone in the compound. He wasn’t getting away from us, just not staying in the intimidating castle.
Now that things were getting started, the rest of us started to talk about what was going to happen when Landon, Carter, Paul and Juniper left tomorrow. We needed to talk about what they should do if they were caught, and what it was that they should be keeping an eye out for. There was a lot that needed to be dealt with, and we only had one night to take care of this.
Later that night, about eight in the evening, Mr. Doe called back and advised that the files were in the system. He asked that Rawlynne, or whoever would be doing the background checks, pull up the names that he had set for them. Landon was going in as Brandon Evans, Carter was now known as William Porter, Paul and Juniper were going in as Travis and Janelle Downs. Mr. Doe had used their real photographs and their real fingerprints. And, for the time being, there was no record of who they used to be. Those files were now hidden somehow.
“This is way advanced.” Rawlynne said as she looked at me. “This is better than I would have been able to do.”
“Do you think that he works for a law enforcement agency?” Shane asked as he looked at the screens and the information that was displayed on them.
“I don’t know, but we can’t rule that out. Whoever he is, he is powerful, and that means that it is best to have him as an ally and not an enemy.” I was having the same thoughts that they were. There was no way that there was this level of information available on these profiles if he wasn’t in some sort of law enforcement. Not only that, but he had known who they all were based on just their first names. And that meant that he knew a lot about me and Joaquin and the people that were around us.
“This is a little eerie.” Joaquin whispered as he looked over the information that was in the file.
“Agreed.” Several voices mirrored him as they tried to contemplate what had just happened.
This was done now though. And that meant that the others were able to leave in the morning with Clarke. They would be infiltrating the DOE and finding out all that they could. They had cell phones that were registered in other states, also courtesy of the mysterious Mr. Doe. And they had a means of contacting us if things went wrong. Other than that though, we needed to wait until they were able to set up a meeting like the one that Mr. Doe had done.
Now it was just a waiting game. It was time for us to put our faith in these two men that had come to us for help. I knew that I needed to trust them, and I did, but that didn’t mean that I wasn’t at least a little bit leery of them. I was sending in my brother, my best friend who was like a sister to me, and her husband that was a brother by marriage to me, and one of Joaquin’s best friends and pseudo brother.
These were people that were close to us and important to us. And they were going into a dangerous situation. This was not going to be an easy time for any of us. We were all going to have to do our best though and just try to make it through until the end. Hopefully, we will be able to end this all very soon. The sooner the better.
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Carter
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I knew one thing for certain. Emmalee wasn’t going to be happy. I had made the offer to go undercover as soon as my sister mentioned that she needed someone to do so. I had done it as an instinctual thing. I have always been good at undercover jobs. I mean, if I wasn’t, then I wouldn’t have met Emmalee in the first place. And not only that, but after my sister started to hand out Goddess gifts like they were candy on Halloween, I got even better at undercover jobs.
I was able to blend in when I needed to, no one would be able to notice me if I didn’t want them to. When I wasn’t undercover and therefore not hiding, I was the type of person that stood out. I think that was why no one ever suspected me of the deceit that it took to hide in plain sight. I was good at this kind of work.
Still, I knew that my mate, my wife, the love of my life, was going to be angry, beyond angry. She was going to yell at me and ask why I had decided to volunteer for this opportunity. It wasn’t like my sister didn’t have other people at her disposal and all that.
Yes, Riviana had more people that she could count on. She had more people than I could fucking count, but that didn’t matter to me. She was my sister, my family, and my Queen. She needed me, and that was it. Not only that, but I hadn’t done much to help my sister over the years. I have been busy with my own life. I had my pack, my wife, and my three kids CJ, Leeah, and Bryson. We were busy with life, but through all of this, I had still done my best to be there for my sister. I never left her hanging when there was a major incident, and I never would.
And I knew that Emmalee was just as loyal to my sister. The two had bonded the first time that they had met, and they’ve always been close. Even if it was just their weekly phone calls, that they still kept up on. Now though, it was more of Emmalee offering a sort of girl talk therapy for Riviana with all that has been going on. I tended not to stay in the room for those calls. Men shouldn’t be privy to those types of talks.
“Hahh.” I sighed disheartened as I stepped through the door that my sister made for me. I needed to go home and pack my bags, and then to spend the rest of the night with my family before I went undercover for the first time in over fifteen years.
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I stepped through the door from my sister’s office into my own office. It was the same as it always was, sleek, modern, and filled with contrasting whites and blacks. The room was bright, but the furniture was black. It was just how I wanted it. This room was familiar to me, comfortable, a sort of sanctuary. And I was so tempted to just stay in here while I waited out the night. I couldn’t do that though. It would be far too rude to my family.
Taking another deep and relaxing breath, I steadied myself and opened the door to my office. Just as I swung it in toward me, there was a blur that streaked in front of me.
“Dad!?” I heard Bryson’s voice call out to me as he skidded to a halt. “You’re home!” He was turning around to face me as he started to run again. I knew what was about to happen. He may be eleven now, but he was an excitable and loving kid. The little bundle of energy that was my youngest son leapt toward me and threw his arms around my neck.
“Hey buddy.” I hugged him back before letting him swing himself around and position himself on my back.
“Onward steed! Mother says it is time for dinner.”
“Oh, so I made it in time. That’s good.” I smiled as I started to pretend to gallop. I was glad that I was here in time for the meal. I knew that they were eating late because of me, but I didn’t know that they hadn’t gotten around to the actual meal yet. I felt bad about that, but I was also happy that I made it just in time.
Galloping into the dining room with Bryson on my shoulders, I heard another happy voice, the one that I loved the most in the world.
“Carter, I didn’t know you were back yet.” She had stopped in the middle of the doorway between the dining room and the kitchen.
“Mrs. Emmalee?” The chef called out to her, as he had obviously been trying to come through to this side. “Is everything OK?”
“Yes, Henry, everything is fine. I was just surprised to see that Carter is home.”
“No worries on the meal, Ma’am. There is more than enough prepared for him. Would you like me to set another place for him. I can finish up in here for you. You can go and spend time with Mr. Carter.”