The Luna's An Assasin

Cigar Smoke & Mint Leaves

It was a week since I had gotten here, no one had spoken to me. Alicade had not come back to gather any information, I figured he was keeping his distance and waiting for my most vulnerable moment. 

The only person who had made notion to speak with me was Danielle. She would come over occasionally while Alicade was out on pack business or in his office. She would only come when he wasn't around, almost as she was afraid to be in the same room as him. 

There was also a cleaning lady and some higher ranked pack members that wandered through to Alicade's office, but I knew they were all under strict orders not to communicate with me.

Jarrick allowed me one friend, Danielle. It must have been because she was so submissive, he never had to worry about her aiding me in escaping. She feared the Alpha for all he was worth. 

Occasionally, Alicade and I would pass in the halls of the East wing, surprisingly enough with the size, and he would furrow his eyebrows as he passed, as if in deep distraction. Contrary to his body language, the alpha never made a motion for conversation. 

I found his stubbornness both admirable and hindering. 

He was using the silent treatment, waiting for me to crack of loneliness. I could tell this wasn't his normal tactic of getting intelligence from others, but thankfully, it was the one he decided to use on me. It was motivating my wolf as she went crazy every day, sniffing out the entire side of the house, trying to get as close to our mate, and his scent, as possible. 

She needed his attention. Traitor. 

Alicade was, and had been, in his office for the past two hours. Doing God only knows what. The Syndicate has made no move to contact me over the past week. In fact, they probably figured me dead already. None of the others sent here had lasted even this long.

The longer my mate avoided me, the more I felt sexually and mentally irritable. Wolfie yearned to be in the presence of our mate, but he would never grant her request. He was in a room, we would walk in. He would walk out. It was like clock work and by now I had his schedule down to a minute memory. 

The Syndicate had worked so hard to void me of all emotion, but being sent into this pack has changed all of that. I liked Danielle, as hard as that is for me to admit because I didn't honestly like or trust anyone. Especially someone so weak, but a part of me felt the need to protect her like she was my own and my responsibility. 

Pack, my wolf kept using the word to describe it once she finally found the right term.

I kept having to remind Wolfie, this is not our pack. We don't have a pack.

As for Alicade, he made me feel since the first time I laid eyes on him. I've never wanted attention from a man or pushed myself to understand his thought process on anything, but I wanted to understand my mate. 

Danielle was sprawled out on the bed next to me, staring at the ceiling fan, "132." The fan made another full circle and this time I spoke, "133." 

This is what our boredom has come to. It is literally what happens when you are locked away from all forms of life. Wolfie is ready to jump out of my skin, I don't think she has ever waited so long for me to go on a run. 

"134." 

"Kai is pretty cute, don't you think?" Danielle offered quietly, as I began the counting process in my head from where we left off. Kai was Alicade's third in command, or Gamma, I had learned.He was a brown head brute with almost as bad of an attitude as the alpha himself. He was only slightly less built and a few inches shorter than my mate.