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Werewolves never truly worried about drinking or partying. We could do both easily and return to work the next day. It took far too much alcohol to get a werewolf drunk, and when it did happen it wasn’t a pretty sight.
I lifted my eyebrow at Breyona, noticing Mason was equally invested in the conversation. “A party?”
“Yup.” Breyona shrugged, “It’s Chelsea’s birthday tomorrow night and half of the town is going.”
“Why would we go to Chelsea’s birthday?” I rolled my eyes, “I’m positive she won’t want us there.”
“It’s at Haze.” Breyona rolled her eyes, knowing Chelsea couldn’t keep us out of the most popular club in town. “There’s gonna be tons of guys there, so were going.”
Haze was the club where Scott had found his mate. I held no ill thoughts towards the club itself, just the people I had gone with at the time. Something in the pit of my stomach pulsed, knowing there was only one guy I’d want to run in at Haze.
“You said half the town would be there?” I raised my eyebrow at Breyona, trying to conceal the meaning in my words.
Breyona smirked, intelligence flashing in her eyes, “You might find who you’re looking for at Haze. I can’t promise anything though.”
“Looking for someone specific?” Mason inquired, the side of his lip twitching down.
I shook my head, “Just an old friend, but I doubt they’ll be there.” I lied through my teeth, not wanting another person in on mine and Alpha Nolan’s strenuous situation.
“Well, count me in!” Mason grinned, his expression bringing a smile to my face.
“I’ll pick you both up at Daisy’s house.” Breyona chuckled as she began walking in the opposite direction,
“Be ready at 9!”
“One hour to get ready.” I shook my head mournfully, remembering we had patrol from 6 p.m. to 8 p.m.
“You’ll look beautiful either way.” Mason grinned cheerfully as we continued our walk to the patrol site.
Patrol that night went effortlessly. Things were so peaceful, you’d wonder if a girl truly died the other night.
“The calm before the storm.” Maya murmured.
“Well thank you for that positive bit of information.” I rolled my eyes, hoping my gloomy wolf was wrong.
I got home that night and nearly choked as my eyes landed on the white index card that sat on my bed.
“Another one..” Maya grumbled, “How is someone getting in here?”
I frowned and walked to the only window in my bedroom. My room faced the back of the house. Behind the yard was the sprawling forest.
It wasn’t a stretch that someone made their way from the forest to drop a note in my bed. What was worry some was the fact that this person had no scent. I couldn’t detect a single thing about them. If it wasn’t for the note, I would’nt have noticed the intrusion at all.
While the forest was right behind our backyard, the patrol line extended far beyond that. The entire town was encompassed and ran through multiple times during patrol. Many stations were set up through out the forest, keeping an eye on anyone that comes or goes.
I flipped the index card over and looked at the grainy photo that fell out. Even blurred, I knew the three faces I was looking at.
Mason, Breyona and I were standing on the sidewalk. This was from just a few hours ago, just as we were walking to our patrol sites.
Keep your friends close, Daisy.
The moment I picked the crisp index card up from my bed, I knew I wouldn’t get a full night sleep.
Scott had specifically said his friend was leaving the notes. The only friend I could think of was one of the other Alpha’s, and all were too afraid of Alpha Nolan to dare cross onto his territory.
Somehow, someone was getting onto Alpha Nolan’s territory and leaving these notes. The fact that they could cloak their scent meant they weren’t someone to be messing with.
As I thought, sleep refused to end my misery for half the night. I settled for locking my windows tight and drawing the c******s. The slightest crack in the c******s began to creep me out, so I tied them shut tightly.
I must’ve managed to sleep a whopping four hours last night, as my head was pounding and foggy when I woke that morning. My alarm got me up an hour before training began, and I used the time wisely.
I ran to the bathroom and washed the sleep from my face, feeling refreshed as the cool water splashed against my skin. I kept it simple, throwing on a tank top and workout shorts.
I walked downstairs just in time to interrupt what seemed like an interesting conversation between Dad and Grandma. Once again they looked like two kids who didn’t want to be caught. That only peaked my curiosity.
“Don’t let me interrupt, continue your conversation.” I raised my eyebrow at the two of them, taking a deep gulp of coffee.
“Nonsense, it wasn’t important to begin with.” Grandma chided me, setting a plate of eggs and sausage down on the table.
Grandma was skilled at many things, lying was one of those many things. Living with her for a year however, gave me too much time to analyze Grandma.
When Grandma lied, she often tried to change the subject with food or sweets. And if that didn’t work, she’d bring up some other random topic.
“Important enough for you both to go quiet when I came down.” I raised my eyebrow and looked at the two of them.
Dad was a horrible liar, one thing he didn’t get from Grandma. Dad sat across the table uncomfortably, nursing his coffee as though it demanded all attention.
“It was nothing important, Daisy.” Grandma pursed her lips, “How’s training going with Alpha Nolan?”
Knowledge flashed in her green eyes and I ground my teeth together.
“Did Grandma really just insinuate what I thought she did?” Maya gaped, looking at the old woman in equal wonder and h****r.
I nodded, “She sure did. Thus proving, they don’t want me to know what they were talking about.”
“Smooth, Daisy.” Maya nodded.
“Training’s going great.” I nodded, stuffing some food in my mouth.
“Really?” Grandma’s lips twitched in a little smirk, her eyes shimmering. “Why’d you go to the pack house yesterday afternoon?”
Some of my eggs caught in my throat and I covered a cough with a healthy gulp of coffee. Grandma’s question got the attention of Dad, who sat his coffee down with a questioning look my way.
Grandma was smart, much too smart. She successfully redirected the entire conversation over to me, and now I needed to cover my own a*s.
“Did the Alpha need help with something?” Grandma hid her smirk behind a cup of coffee, but I could see her eyes shimmering with amusement.
“You were at the pack house yesterday?” Dad grunted, “You didn’t p**s off the Alpha again, did you?”
“No, not at all.” I forced my voice to remain calm, not at all defensive. “Just wanted to ask if they found anything out about Katie’s d***h.”
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