Visions

Chapter 19

Bryson POV  

I sat at the large desk that had once belonged to my father, my head resting in my hands, the men who had gone to Oakridge had just left my office. They had been gone for only two days.

The territory had no movement on it what so ever. We had once again hit a brick wall. The men hadn't seen or heard anything, and of course they couldn't catch any scents. I was beginning to think that maybe this pack didn't even exist, but then my father would run through my mind and I would know better. I was mentally exhausted from all the thinking I was doing trying to piece together this puzzle.  

If it hadn't been for Kayla, I would have probably become one of those viscous, killing obsessed Alphas that crave revenge. Of course I was craving revenge for my father and it clouded my thoughts often, but Kayla kept me grounded.  

She was always there when I needed her, always giving me her strength. She was such a strong girl, I don't think I could have done anything without her. She had been working so hard by my side, doing anything she could to help. I thought she needed a break so I sent her to spend the day with her parents. 

Of course she saw her parents almost every day, since they were our pack medics, but it was mostly in passing, and sometimes they didn't even talk to each other. She needed some time to be away from this crazy mess that had become our lives.  

"The school will be ready next week and we can begin school the following week," Andrew said, breaking through my thoughts. 

"Good, make sure the pack knows to go along with the news casts about a gang attack," I replied.  

Somehow, the news had "discovered" that a gang had attacked the school. I didn't know where they got that information, but it saved me from having to figure out my own cover up and making sure it went through. I had a feeling that my father had actually been the one to help the news station get their information.  

He wouldn't have needed to tell me right away about the cover up, because he shouldn't have died. I should have had four more years before we had even began to discuss me taking over as Alpha. I was too young for this, I had only a year of training to be an Alpha, and only a month and a half with the pack. I was learning about pack related things as I searched through my father's office; who worked for us and where they were stationed, what wolves held positions in the community, and who our allies were.  

I had already spoken to the principal, who happens to be a wolf, and he agreed to make an announcement about people missing from school because they were uncomfortable. We had to come up with something as a cover up for why 14 girls weren't returning to school. That would at least give us a few more weeks to find the girls. We also had a few wolves in the local police department who had kept attention off the girls. It was difficult with the human parents, who knew nothing about us, but it was being handled.  

"Maybe we should have a meeting with all the school aged members," Andrew said, "If we haven't found our girls yet we should have a plan in order, in case they attack again." 

Apparently the conversation had continued on while I was stuck inside my head. I was having difficulties keeping my mind on one topic.  

"That's a good idea," Zane replied for me.  

Zane had proved to be an amazing Beta, he took charge at the right moment and backed off when needed. He made being a young Alpha just a little bit easier.  

"We should also probably speak to you mom and grandma," Zane said to me, carefully choosing his words, "if we fail, our pack members who lost their mates will need a healer."