Rogue assassin

Chapter 21: Answers.

~ Two days later ~

My eyes flutter open and I cringe away from the blinding white light closing my eyes again quickly, bright spots dancing behind my eye lids. I wait a few minutes and open my eyes again slolwy, beginning to adjust to the light. I slowly start to sit up when a sharp pain in my chest gets too unbearable and I lay back down taking deep breaths " never mind that then " I mutter to myself trying to relax and let the pain slowly fade away. I close my eyes starting to think back to the attack and gasp sitting up quickly trying to ignore the pain " Luke " I say and quickly kick the blankets off my legs and stand up on shaky legs, holding my ribs and slowly stand up straight. " God damn " I mutter as sharp pains shoot through my chest and look up as the door opens. " Ah Luna you're awake " Doctor Paxton says smiling softly " the pack has missed you but you are in no fit state to be out of bed yet ". I grit my teeth holding back a groan " where is Luke? " I ask quietly. Doctor Paxton smiles sadly " I'm sorry Luna, would you like to sit down while I tell you this?" he asks gently taking my arm and guiding me back down on the bed.

My eyes start to fill with tears assuming the worst " please tell me he's okay " I whisper my voice breaking. Paxton sits beside me " I'm so sorry Luna. I tried my best and did absolutely everything to help him but the blade was laced in silver and when he was stabbed the blade badly damaged vital organs " he says sadly. Putting my head in my hands I start to sob incontrollably " he can't be dead " I whisper. Doctor Paxton wraps his arm around me kindly " Luna, the alpha isn't dead. He is just in a coma. I'm terribly sorry I should have told you that first " he says quickly. I look at him " can I see him? " I whisper. Paxton nods and stands up " he is in the room next door " he says and walks out to continue with his check ups. Taking a few deep breathes to calm myself I stand up slowly again and make my way towards the door, opening it and walking out and going into Luke's room. My breath catches in my throat seeing him so pale, laying in the bed motionless like a dead body and hooked up to all the machines. Tears fill my eyes as I walk to the bed half expecting him to jump up and tell me how it's all a joke and he's fine. Slowly sitting in the armchair beside his bed I take his hand gently " I'm so sorry that I didn't warn you in time " I whisper. My mate doesn't respond, just stays unmoving with his eyes closed and his chest rising and falling gently.

I cry quietly curling up in the armchair for God knows how long until I eventually calm down and sit up, kissing Luke's cheek and make my way to Luke's office slowly " Chase, Darren, Luke's office now " I say through mind link. I sit down in Luke's swivel chair and clean up the files that are piled high onto the desk " come in " I say hearing someone knock on the door. Chase and Darren walks inside and sit down in the two chairs in front of the desk " good to see you awake Luna " Chase smiles. I smile slightly and roll my eyes " How many times have I told you to call me Eva. You're my friends so please stop calling me Luna " I say narrowing my eyes slightly. They nod and get comfortable on their chairs, " so what happened after I passed out " I ask sitting back in the chair slowly. " We locked your father up like you told us to and have kept him there until either Luke or you woke up to make a decision. Also a lot of your dad's followers surrendered and pledged loyalty to you and Luke. We also locked them up for interrogation " Darren informs me. I nod and rub my temples feeling a headache start to form. Just the thought of making all these decisions and taking control of the pack frightens me to death. " How many dead from the attacks? " I ask dreading the answer. " twenty five " Chase replies quietly.

I sigh quietly and nod " I have to plan their burials also " I say writing down all the things that I have to do. Taking a deep breath " bring me to my fathers cell " I say standing up slowly and walking towards the door. " Eva you dont have to go just yet. Let yourself heal first " Darren says standing up and grabbing my arm gently. Shaking my arm from his I walk out of the room my mind set on one thing which is getting answers from the man who tortured me for years and almost killed my mate. Walking straight to the cell block I order the guard to unlock the door and let me in. He obliges and holds the door for me as I slowly make my way into the dank, musty and cold cell block. The only source of light illuminates from the open doorway that the guard just opened for me. Even if there was no light I still would have been able to see all the prisoners in their rags of clothes, some cowering in the corner shying away from the light, others asleep on the small metal bed in one corner of the small cell and the rest all sneering at me menacingly, these prisoners have been put here by Luke for the crimes they have commited against members of the pack. "Well look what we have here boys " a voice croaks from a cell near the end of the hallwall " the assholes little mate ".

I walk down the hallway ignoring the jeers from some of the prisoners and walk to the end of the hall to a huge heavy door that is laced with silver so the prisoner doesnt try to escape.  I unlock the door and swimg  the door open to reveal my father tied to a chair that closely resembles the one I used to be tied to in my childhood. " I was wondering when you would arrive I've been getting bored of the usual torturer " he says as soon as I walk inside and shut the door. " yeah well I've been too busy to deal with scum like you " I reply walking closer to him. " How does it feel to be on the other side of the table? Being tortured instead of being the torturer " I ask sweetly while setting the needle up. " It has given me new ideas on how to torture you when I get out " he replies. I laugh " you see father you won't be leaving here ever. So tell me what I want to know " I say just as I stab the needle in his neck and injecting the wolfsbane into his veins. My father roars in pain and struggles to get out of his restraints as I watch him " I'm going to kill you " He bellows still struggling. Grabbing a blade from the table I plunge into his thigh and twist it deeper inside making him roar in agony " why did you torture me " I ask calmly. My father takes a ragged breath and spits " because you were weak ", twisting the knife some more " am I weak now? " I ask coldly, He coughs " no you're just like me " he says through  clenched teeth. " well I did learn from you father. Aren't you proud?"

After about an hour of torturing and getting all the answers I wanted, I walk out, cleaning my hands and I nod at the guard to dispose of him. The guard nods and walks into the interrogation room finishing off my job. Walking through the now silent cell block I smirk at the prisoner who jeered when I first walked in. His mouth is wide with shock and cowers in the corner terrified that I'll make him scream in pain just like I did with my father. I get outside and lean against the wall taking a deep breath. " Time to arrange funerals " I mutter to myself after awhile.