Dellings Secrets of The South

Chapter 57

Nekane

(Minutes earlier)

"Wait here," I told Sakura as I passed by to go to Luna.

"When were you going to tell me?" I demanded in a low whisper, it didn't look like I needed to raise my voice for her to know my irritation, it was written all over my face, just like the discomfort that was on hers. "Or were you ever going to tell me?"

Luna was never one to avoid a confrontation, so when she slouched her head for a second too long, avoiding eye contact, I knew that there was something wrong.

"Telling you wouldn't have changed anything." She said. Through all the words in the world, that was what she chose to say.

"It would've given me a heads up," I responded, agitated, "and the others that are risking their lives out there."

Was she being serious?

"I'm risking my life too."

I cut her short. "By doing what? Following Alastor around and still not be able to stop this."

"I have no power against him, Nekane you know that. I'm in the same shoes that you are."

"Except you know more, that you are choosing to hide from me and the others." Once again she averted eye contact and the question popped up in my head. "Who was it?"

When she turned back to me, there was a crease in the middle of her forehead, her shoulders shrugged like she didn't understand. So I elaborated for her, purposely speaking extra slow.

"It's the same one the north uses. Alastor has no connection there, which means a delling must've been the one who told him. So who was it?"

She shook her head, indicating she didn't know and I didn't believe her. She was Alastor's second, he didn't go anywhere without her, he probably didn't even take a shit without her being in the next room so she knew.

She knew everything.

"So you're telling me that all this time, not once did you catch a glimpse of something relating to the origin of what's in that room?" I pointed over to the black door, still cracked open like it was when we went in.

"It doesn't work like that, Nekane. I can only see the thoughts at the front of his mind and he never thinks of anything secretive while with me. He's smart. He doesn't trust me, he doesn't trust anyone around him, and he had never let me close to anyone that knows things that I don't. Anything that I know, he's told me and he doesn't say much."

It was now my turn to shake my head. "I don't believe you. How do I know it wasn't you?"

She recoiled back, grimacing like she was in pain. Like I had just punched her below her sparkly belt. But I had a right to.

I was positive that that was the same one the North used. It wasn't the same colour, but that scent... that scent was cemented in my mind. They could put me in a room filled with the most scented odour and still I would've been able to pick that scent out.

Someone from the North participated in this. A traitor was conspiring with Alastor and if I didn't find out soon who it was, then things were going to get even more complicated than it already was.

"What will I gain from betraying the North?" She asked like it wasn't any easy answer.

"Whatever it is that has promised you. This war is bigger than we thought, he has more armies, beasts. We underestimated his power. Who would to say that he wouldn't win the war, or at least come out the majority. And I assume that you're the type to want to be on the winning side."