ALPHA CYRUS - Fallen King

19. Safe

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- Location: MoonLight Pack | CYRUS P.O.V 2:40 PM -

"And I could do the same to you. Do not think I have forgotten that you lied to me about your involvement with Logan." I spat, gripping his throat. "So be careful with me, Francisco, I am not a man to anger."

"Y-yes Alpha.." He cried out in defeat.

I nodded and let go of him, allowing him to drop to his knees.

"Alpha," I heard a voice from behind me. I turned to find Darion standing close.

"Yes?"

Darion gazed over to the crowd, eyes weary as he glanced back to me. "Alpha, they are scared." He whispered pointlessly. We were werewolves for Goddess Sake.

"I don't think that was wise." He continued.

I cleared my throat and gazed over to Francisco that stared at the lifeless young wolf.

"Maybe so, but it needed to be done." I shrugged and clapped my hands together, stepping off the podium and over to Mr Macy.

"Discard of the body and organise yourselves in their PackHouse. I want a status report on things here at MoonLight and BloodMoon in the next hour." I said to him sternly. "And when you call, BloodMoon, get Nevaeh on the phone," I instructed him and he nodded. My wolf was getting restless, an indication that we were missing our True Mate.

"As you wish, Alpha." Mr Macy replied and gestured to Sydney as the two of them walked off into the distance.

"Where do you want me, Alpha?" I heard Francisco ask from behind me and a smile crept up my lips.

"You're going to help me find that witch." I said simply.

- Same day | Location: BloodMoon Pack - Mrs Macy's new orphanage | Nevaeh's P.O.V 4 PM -

"Tell me what you saw," Mrs Macy urged, lifting up an 16month old female pup, and walking her over to the changing table.

"We don't have to talk about it now, I see that you're very busy." I said to her, walking behind her.

"Oh come on, Elisa doesn't mind, do you honey?" Mrs Macy smiled, her voice reaching a new pitch and she wiggled the legs of the pup as she laid on the table. "See, she wants to hear it too,"

I let out a sigh, stepping to the other side of the changing table. In front of me laid Elisa's small head, eyes large, staring up at me. She lifted her small hands up to my chin, tapping it lightly. I lifted my fingers, wrapping the strands of her full head of hair into tiny curls. She was the youngest of all the orphans.

"I saw Sierra," I blurted out as Mrs Macy grabbed a unused diaper and placed it under Elisa's buttocks, lifting her squishy legs in the process.

"Your sister?" She gasped out, eyes locking with mine.

"Yeah, I know it sounds crazy but I swear I saw her. She even spoke to me!" I said frantically.

"What'd she say?"

"Nothing substantial, she was commenting on the weather and the fireplace," I shrugged.

Mrs Macy was quiet.

"I have no idea what it means," I let out a sigh, as Elisa wrapped her whole hand around my finger.

"This is very strange, Nevaeh." She said finally, changing Elisa's diaper. "When we see people of the past it's never a good sign."

"I figured.." I mumbled.

"Was she wearing anything significant?"

"No, I didn't take notice of that. But her hair was down, like it had been when I locked in that cell."