Chapter 90 - Answers

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Hours Earlier

Hailey's P. O. V

When we left the rental this morning, I was wearing a brave face. I didn't want Ari or even Tim to second guess the decision to let me tag along, now when I had the chance to get answers to the questions I'd been asking my whole life.

But now, so close to my answers, my stomach was in vicious knots of apprehension and twinges of guilt.

Kirstin directed us to Clark's house.

'Unless he invites you himself, nobody is allowed near his house without prior notice except for emergencies.' Her voice shook with emotion as she briefed us through the mind link.

I wanted to reach out a hand to her, but we needed to avoid making unnecessary rustles from the flower bushes we were crouched in.

'His room is on the top floor. Luna Tiffany doesn't always sleep in the same bed, but she's always home, so you'll need to figure out how to deal with her.' She checked the time on her phone, 'I have to go drop the hostages at the pack house while everyone's occupied with the challenge but I'll be back.

She looked back at the house before us, her eyes stony and damp at once, 'Unfortunately, I know for a fact that most of his furniture is made of wood and that he's got a soundproof basement, so you know what to do. Good luck, and don't get caught.'

Tim and I nodded as she put on the invisibility necklace Ari had left us. Before long, she was out of sight and already making her way back to the van we'd parked blocks away. Then, it was just my mate and I in the bushes.

My father's duplex loomed before us. It was a large house that, from the outside, looked like it had many rooms, surrounded by an expansive lawn filled with flowers and the occasional statue. I was sure one of them was a life-sized figure of the man's wolf, standing tall with its fangs bared.

My heart sped up with the anticipation of what we were about to do, and I clutched the box with the wolvesbane drugs and syringes to my chest.

'Are you ready, Sunshine?' Tim's voice in my mind echoed with the same concern his eyes held as he looked at me.

I nodded, 'Yeah, let's do this.'

He reached out to squeeze my hand, 'I'll give you the signal to move in and drug the Luna. You'll need to move quickly, okay Sunshine?'

'Okay.'

He nodded once and brought my hand to his lips. Then he was gone, racing to the house before his approaching scent would compromise his element of surprise. The harsh creaking of wood met my ears as his urgent, 'Now!' rang in my head.

Heart in my throat, my feet carried me to the house. I followed Tim's lead and slipped into the window he'd entered though. I found myself in a rustic living room alone with a blonde woman bearing a striking resemblance to Brittany, bound to a chair by the wood of a now partially deformed table. I had no time to think as my hands fumbled with the box to retrieve the syringe and jab it in her neck.

The drug acted fast and her terrified eyes fluttered closed within seconds.

Sounds of movement reached me as I rushed to find Tim, bounding up the stairs three at a time. I found them in the study, books strewn about everywhere. In the middle of the room was the man that sired me, locked in the bent and twisted floorboards.

My hands shook and I swapped out the anaesthetic wolvesbane syringe for the plain wolvesbane one. His green eyes narrowed and he jerked his head about as I approached. It wasn't till Tim moved some more boards around to hold his head in place that I was able to inject him.

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