Mate Mysteries

Chapter 3

The amount of people who transferred to this book made me realise how fond you guys are of Krey and Pip! Don't worry, I love them too ;) Thank you everyone for your lovey comments on the last chapter of Mate Massacres.

I hope you enjoy this chapter!

- Sian

"I can't go with you," Pip said when the officer tried to reach for him again. "I'm not lost. I never was."

"Where have you been living then? At the institute?"

Pip didn't like her tone. "Crescent Packhouse is my home, yes." Pip had found small amounts of stubbornness over the past year. He was comfortable around Krey and the pack, but other people still intimidated him. "I've lived there comfortably for the past year and eight months. I'm not missing. My aunt and uncle watched me pack my bags and leave."

"Then why didn't you tell anyone else you were leaving? You just upped and left, leaving no trace behind. How could you think that people wouldn't worry?"

They didn't care about me when I was living here. Pip mustered up his courage, trying to sound brave. "What was I supposed to say? I couldn't say that I moved into the institute because I'm the mate of a werewolf Alpha."

Sid dodged the handcuffs again. "We don't have to explain ourselves. We're going back to the Packhouse, come on Pip."

The plump officer pulled a taser from his belt. He pointed it at Sid. "We're taking you down to the station. If this will concern your Alpha so much, then get him to pick you up when we're done with you both."

Sid looked down his pointed nose at them. "Trust me," he spoke lowly, "you don't want Krey Graymer to hear that you've put even a finger on Pip."

"Is that a threat?"

"Yes."

"You signed the peace treaty. This is-"

"Not peaceful for us," Sid angrily interrupted. "You're supposed to divert rumours about werewolves. It seems like every crackpot in town has their own rumour about Pippor. You obviously haven't been looking for him otherwise you would've followed the rumours to us, and we would have told you that Pip was with us, and safe, and happy. Don't act like you're doing your job now."

Sid crossed his arms, and the officer unloaded the taser. The charged darts stuck to him, and Sid didn't bat an eyelid. The taser had little to effect on him. "What? Feeling threatened? Just wait till Krey Graymer is knocking down your door for Pip."

The officer dropped the taser and pulled out a baton. With a swift flick, the baton extended, but Omega wolves blocked his path in seconds.

"We can take care of this. You guys should get back to the Packhouse," an Omega said, motioning for Sid and Pip to make a run for the trees.

"This is ridiculous," Sid grumbled. "This is our territory, don't make us get rid of you."

"He's threatening us! Call for backup, tell other officer that we fear for our lives!"

"Oh shut up." Sid snatched the radio and showed off his strength by crushing it against his palm. He threw the remainder of the radio to the ground. "I've done nothing but stand here and talk to you. You're making it very hard for us to leave without causing a scene." Sid glanced back to the café. Most locals were in the car park, watching like the nosy old fools they were.

"Pippor," the other officer turned to him, hoping she could convince him to do as they asked. "This pack was responsible for your parent's death. They begged us to cover it up. Come with us and we can talk more about it, I promise you'll find out what really happened."