Ethan
The following week was hectic. My mum and Tina went in mine and Jakes place to visit the elders. Me and Jake were too busy helping my dad and the rest of the male pack member round up rogues, interrogating them and helping injured pack members.
We didn't learn much....they were all keeping quiet, so those that weren't on their dying legs when captured where now sitting in the cells and well the others were killed!!
Each night I fell into bed more exhausted than the day before. It wasn't until Friday when my dad gave me a break. I slept in and felt so rejuvenated!!
Having a quick shower I dressed and ran downstairs for some breakfast, or lunch seeing as it was past 12.
Chelsea was in the kitchen making some bacon sandwiches. Handing one to me we sat down together and ate in silence. Chelsea flicking through a magazine and me in my own thoughts.
"Sooooooo, what are you doing today" she asked me as I rinsed my plate and put it into the dishwasher.
"Nothing much, I've still gotta go and check on Scott. I'm actually gonna go and do that in a minute but after that I'm free" I replied.
"Well be careful" she called over her shoulder. "Scott may be harmless but something was seriously off when I saw him in town the other day!!"
"I'll be fine" I muttered as she walked out. Grabbing the keys to my car I jumped in and headed in the direction of Scott's house.
Scott lived about a two hour drive south of the main pack house. He had moved out there when he lost his mate and his house was right on the border line of our land. Checking the time I noticed that it was half past one, not wanting to waste my day I put my foot down and sped off.
I completed the journey to Scott's house in an hour and a half. Hopefully it would be quicker on the way back.
Pulling up outside his house I sat in my car and listened....the usual sound of the forest was nonexistent, everything was deadly silent. A chill passed through me and my wolf stirred.
'Dad I'm at Scott's house....something doest feel right' I said through the link. "Okay son, keep me posted' he replied.
Getting out the car I slowly walked towards the house all the while looking around for anything suspicious. I didn't like the vibe I was getting from this place and neither did my wolf. He was deadly quiet but I could feel his apprehension.
Knocking on the door, I waited but nobody answered. I knocked again and when I still got no response I opened the door revealing a dimly lit hallway.
Slowly making my way down the hall, I called out "Hello." Still no answer. Coming to the end of the hall I could either go straight up the stairs or into the front room and dining room. Choosing the latter I looked around in mild disgust.
Empty beer and can bottles littered the floor. Takeaway containers were left where ever they landed, be it the chair, floor or the table. The curtains hung at an odd angle and there were claw marks in random places on the walls. There smell of rotting food was making my stomach churn.
"Hello" I called again as I walked toward the kitchen.
My wolf was itching to be released he was more agitated than me; it felt like he was trying to claw his way out of me.
Standing in the middle of the kitchen, I noted it was empty. Messy but very much empty. The floor was sticky and there was mould starting to grow on the counter. Thinking that maybe he'd passed out somewhere upstairs I was going to leave when I noticed the basement door was open slightly.
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