The Alphas Prize

Chapter 22: A visitor - Part 2/3

Gunnar stopped dead in his tracks. "What!" He said rather loudly and grabbed the guard's attention. I waved the guards off and smiled, reassuring them that everything was fine.

I glared at Gunnar. "Shh, be quiet big mouth. I don't want anyone else to find out right now, not until I have figured a few things out first."

He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply before narrowing his dark gaze on me. "Does Cain know about the situation?" Gunnar asked in a clipped tone.

I avoided his gaze like it was the plague and ran my hand through my hair. "No," I said quietly and quickly.

His nostrils flared, and his eyes widened, anger clear as day on his face. "Are you fucking kidding me? You need to tell him Freja, he has a right to know, and Cain will protect you."

I huffed. "Yes, I know, and I will tell Cain after I find out who they are working with and what their plan is." I needed to know these things before proceeding or telling anyone else, as that information may help us.

Gunnar groaned loudly. "Freja, this is your life we are talking about, not something small and insignificant. So why do you always have to do things the hard way? Why do you always have to get yourself into trouble or put your life at risk?" He was whisper yelling at me now, frustration and worry lacing his tone.

But my dumbass just had to stir the pot, and so, I smiled. "Because it's more fun that way. Now, have you heard of anything? Like about Cain's pack? Or about another pack possibly planning an attack? Also, what course of action would you take in this situation?" Gunnar had always been good at sniffing out the threat, pun intended, and his advice was something I needed for this.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, remaining silent for a beat. "No." He finally answered me, "I haven't heard of any rumours or anything of interest. Except, one of the guards in our pack had told me something that I thought was a bit odd."

My brows pulled together in confusion. "Our pack? What do you mean?"

"Well, apparently, when one of our guards was making his rounds, he had overheard Adela and Erik talking. He said they were talking about you and Cain, that Erik said he would get you back, no matter what." So he told me, a curious expression on his features.

I pondered this information for a minute; it couldn't be Erik working with Calyx because it was a female in the woods. I was sure of it, and my sister is too soft to do something so cruel.

Gunnar put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed, bringing me out of my thoughts. "I wouldn't think too much of it, and I would talk with the other members within this pack about the person of interest. Find out their motive, their reasoning for wanting you both dead, where they are going and for how long. But Freja, you can't do this on your own; what if something happens?" The concern was etched on his face, I didn't want him to worry him, but I knew he still would. I just hoped he wouldn't tell Cain, not yet, at least.

I smiled at him. "I'm not alone, and I have someone that I trust helping me, so please don't worry."

He narrowed his eyes and cocked a brow. "Who?"

I shook my head. "I can't tell you that, but listen, I'll be fine." I tried to reassure him.

Gunnar closed his eyes, inhaled deeply through his nose and shook his head at me. Suddenly, the guards that had been following us were now approaching us. "Apologies, Luna, but the Alpha says that your time is up, and he is requesting to see you in his office." The tall and burly man informed me.

I rolled my eyes at Cain's "Request" but was overwhelmed with sadness that I had to let my brother go now, as it wasn't enough time together.

I looked to the guard. "Ok, thank you." I turned my gaze to Gunnar, a sad smile resting on my features. "It's been so nice to see you, brother, and I have truly missed you." I stretched my arms out and stood on my tiptoes while he bent down and wrapped those big arms around my petite frame. We embraced each other in a suffocating hug, one that was full of love and care.

I squeezed him a little tighter and whispered, "I'll see you again soon, I promise." I told him with promise.

We finally pulled back from one another, and Gunnar smiled before being escorted off the pack territory. I stood there watching him leave, wanting more than anything to follow him, to go back home with him. However, my home and family were here now, with Cain and the Dead Pack, and they needed me more than anything right now. I felt like it was my duty to protect the pack members and to protect Cain.

I walked back to the house and proceeded towards Cain's office. I stood in front of the door for a moment, wondering if an argument was about to pursue. Then, finally, I knocked on the door and heard his gruff voice bellow from the other side. "Come in."

I opened the door and stepped in, closing the door behind me. "You wanted to see me?" I said with a smile.

I could tell Cain was angry, as his jaw was tightly clenched. "Why was your brother here? On my territory and against my orders?" He asked through clenched teeth.

I huffed in annoyance. "Gunnar already told you the reason for his visit. He just wanted to see me and ensure I was doing well. Because he cares about me and misses me."

Cain's nostrils flared. "Your brother was told not ever to come here, and he disobeyed the terms of the treaty by doing so." He hollered.

I straightened myself. "So what are you going to do? Kill him? Kill my family? My pack members? Am I now banned from ever seeing my family again, just because I am your mate?" I growled out, beyond frustrated now, and my wolf agreed; we were tired of being treated like prisoners.

Cain stood from his chair; his eyes were near black now. "Your brother knew the terms of the treaty. But, unfortunately, he chose to go against those terms, and the consequences are on him now."

My chest began to heave as anger boiled up inside of me, and I slammed my hands down onto his desk. "So he deserves to die, just because he wanted to see me? If that is the case, then you will have to kill me too. I will not stand by a man who kills his mate's brother over something so fucking stupid." I spun on my heels and stomped towards the door, but before I could reach it, I was hauled back and slammed down onto Cain's desk.

Cain hovered above me, fury emanating from him. The veins in his neck were protruding, and his eyes were pitch black now. "How many fucking times do I have to tell you to stop walking away from me when I am speaking to you?" He snarled.

I had never been afraid of Cain until this moment; this was a side of him that I hadn't seen yet. A side of him that was truly a demonic beast, even my wolf whimpered and retreated to the back of my mind. I remained silent and avoided his soul, destroying gaze. However, Cain cupped my chin roughly and forced me to look at him. Cain's eyes bore into mine; a furious look was evident on his handsome face, but then, it faded, and a glimpse of remorse took over.