Unheard: Book 3 of The Bound Trilogy

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

~Alexander’s POV~

I don’t know what to think anymore.

When I refused to leave, Councilman Ron had taken me into his office in the back of the strip club.  What the Hell was a Councilman doing running a strip club to begin with?  I was still stunned by the night’s events, nothing was making sense.

My mate worked here, serving drinks to drunk and horny idiots.  A Councilman apparently ran the place, and to top it all off, my mate’s brother is telling me I have a son.

My mind kept spinning as I was pushed—none too gently—into a seat.

“Alexander, I know this is a lot to take in but I need you to snap out of it!”

The Councilman’s voice brought me—somewhat—back from the depths of my mind.  I looked around at the room we were in.  It was small, no bigger than a walk-in closet.  It only held a desk, a few chairs, and filing cabinets lined the back wall.  There were no windows, the only source of light a bare bulb hanging from the ceiling.

“Alexander!  Are you even paying attention?”

“I’m sorry, what?” I tried to keep my focus on the man before me.  I didn’t need to be in trouble with the Council on top of everything else that is going on.

Ron was situated behind his desk, and was currently rubbing the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger.  “I said, what are you doing here?  You came storming into my club looking like you were ready to rip someone apart.  What is going on?”

I shifted uneasily in my seat.  I never told any of the Council members that I had found my mate three years ago.  They only knew that I had shifted at sixteen and assumed that since we couldn’t find my sisters I was the next Alpha of the White Wolves.  Everyone just assumed that they were dead, and handed the position over to me.

Little did I know that my mission to Colorado over a month ago proved everyone wrong.  Both my sisters were alive and now I was on a mission to find the one that had been taken from under our noses.  I wasn’t going to tell Councilman Ron this though.

If what Kayla’s brother, Cameron, said was true, then I needed to be careful of what I let slip to the Council.  I may not like Kayla, but she is still my mate, and I won’t let the Council use anything I say to harm her.

“Oh, uh, I was following a Hunter, and I thought he might have come in here.  But since I didn’t see him, I’m going to assume he ran into the woods behind the building.”  I lied through my teeth.  No way was I going to tell him that I followed my mate here and was about to rip into the asshole that had grabbed her.

Ron gave me a skeptical look over his steepled fingers.  He lifted an eyebrow, “Are you sure?  I think if a Hunter came near here my bouncers would have scented him.”

Shit!  His bouncers were wolves too!  How did I not notice this?  Oh that’s right, I was too busy being pissed off to pay attention!

“Uh, yeah.  Maybe he just laid a false trail.  I’ll have to start from scratch in finding the bastard, but I will find him.” I stood from the leather chair I had been sitting in, trying to make a clean exit.  “I’ll just leave and get back to it.  Sorry for interrupting your day.”

I turned to leave when Ron spoke up, “If you’re sure.  But one of my waitresses was pretty shook up before she left for the evening.”  I froze.  He couldn’t know, could he?  “I know that one of our customers hassled her, but I’m sure it was something else that was bugging her.  I know that she is a single mother, I just hope that it doesn’t have anything to do with her son or the man who father’d him.”