Chapter 261
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It was midnight when I arrived at Godlike pack. The gates parted silently as my car eased through, tires crunching over fresh snow.
Desmond was already waiting in the driveway, hands shoved deep in his jacket pockets, breath fogging in the cold air. No expression on his face, but I could feel the restless energy rolling off him like static.
I alighted, boots sinking slightly into the powder, and walked straight to him.
“Find anything?” I asked.
He nodded once, sharp and turned, leading the way inside without a word.
We moved through the quiet halls. The pack house felt too still, too empty. Even the usual low hum of life, distant voices, footsteps, the faint clink of dishes was absent.
The pack members are asleep.
“Catherine’s husband wants your elder sister home,” Desmond said as we walked. “Their son’s back for the holidays p>
“And Lindy p>
“Her husband wants to start having pups. Says he needs her home as a full–time housewife p>
I paused in the middle of the corridor, turning slowly to stare at him.
Desmond shrugged, small, almost indifferent.
“Almira?” I pressed.
“She’s fine. I video–called her earlier. She sounded… more excited than she’s ever been here. Makes me feel like that place is paradise and this pack is a jail for her p>
The words landed heavy. I swallowed, sighed, and kept walking.
“Dad’s tea? ”
“Prepared by the chef. Nothing suspicious on the surface. Just a bit of ecstasy mixed in. enough to keep him high, mellow, out of the way. Yenda’s been partying hard with some whores. He’s burning company money on them, but we’ll launder enough cash back in by year–end to cover it. Probably planning to inflate the net worth as a cover p>
I waited, hoping for more, for something jagged, something that explained the itch under my skin.
Nothing.
That smoothness unnerved me. Things going this cleanly? It felt wrong. Too perfect. Too quiet.
“Where’s Dad p>
“Uncle’s in his bedroom. Went to bed about an hour ago after finishing in the study p>
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“The beta p>
“On and off. He’s been spending more time at my aunt Sash’s place and your betrothed.” Desmond paused when I shot him a cold look. “Rosella has been partying with her friends. Nothing serious p>
I sighed, nodded. Perhaps I’d worried too much.
I turned and headed for my father’s bedroom.
At the door I paused, hand on the knob, then slowly pushed it open a crack.
He wasn’t lying down.
He sat propped against the headboard, staring into the hearth fire. Flames danced across his face, carving shadows under his eyes. When he sensed me, he shifted his gaze slow, silent.
I stepped inside, closed the door with a soft click. My eyes flicked to the bedside table, the same herbal tea steaming gently beside
him.
“You’re back from your vacation,” he murmured.
“Yes p>
“Hmm.” He sighed, looking back at the fire. A small smile curled his lips, more like a scoff. “It’s silent in the pack for the first time in… forever. Don’t you think? Alone, I am p>
‘I can bring them back if you want, sir. Just a word and p>
‘I love that they leave without a second glance, actually.” His voice was soft, almost inaudible. “That way I can finally rest after years of never resting at all. But… I miss Almira. I miss my baby girl p>
sighed quietly and walked closer, settling on the edge of the bed.
‘She’s been there for weeks. Maybe it’s time she came home. I’m unsettled that she’s still there too p>
Father nodded, small, tired, then shrugged.
‘Just let her be. She sounded happy living there. Happier than here. Let’s let her be p>
stared at him long, searching, wondering why he suddenly sounded so… soft. So resigned.
Then I nodded,
“Maybe … ” I hesitated. “Maybe you should stop drinking that tea, Father. You’re an Alpha. Too much of anything dulls the wolf p>
He glanced at the cup, considered it, then smiled faintly.
“You think so p>
“Yes p>
He nodded slow, thoughtful, then shifted to lie down.
I stood, pulled the covers over his chest, and bowed slightly.
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I turned to leave.
“Son?” I paused, gave him my attention. “Thank you p>
I didn’t speak. Just nodded once.
I walked out. Closed the door.
I Took a few steps down the hall then stopped. Something was wrong. Something invisible. Something I couldn’t name.
I headed toward Desmond’s room, deep in thought, trying to pinpoint what felt off.
I dropped onto the couch in his living area, staring into blank space.
His voice came from the doorway of his bedroom.
“Find anything p>
“No. He’s not talking much. He’s… quiet p>
“Maybe he’s just enjoying free time. ” Desmond walked over, settled across from me with a drink in hand.
I rubbed my temple, trying to settle.
His eyes searched my face for a long moment before he asked the question I’d been dreading.
“So… why did you ignore her?” I lifted my gaze. “Snow. She calls. Panics. She did something to you p>
I sighed, nodded, memories of that night flooding back in vivid, painful color.
“I’m calling Aunty Bloom tonight,” I said, decision solidifying. “I need her help p>
Desmond paused.
‘My mom? Why p>
‘For Snow. ” I leaned back, not ready to dive into the full story yet. “She’s due for her surgery. Hasn’t done it yet. I want to take her to the Moon Tower, the celestial ground so we can figure out why her wolf isn’t surfacing. Only aunt bloom can help me with that p>
Desmond blinked, confused. He didn’t know the whole story but I didn’t elaborate.
Not yet. However the plan was set. Snow needed answers. Her wolf needed to rise.
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