Nate POV
“What are you doing?” Reuben walks back into the Silver Moon’s alpha house having seen Pierce off. He was going back to the Grey Howl pack today and we were to liaise regularly regarding updates. Far better for Pierce to check back in on his pack and take a break from everything. The last few weeks had been hell on him…as it had been on all of us.
“I’m covering the air vent in the wall .” I probably did look like a bit of a prick, I was crouched down on the floor in the small cloak closet by the front door.
“Why?”
“Because your son has been using it as a way to listen in on secret meetings. I believe long before Evelyn initially came to us to find out on Rex’s location ..” I caught him only this morning trying to listen in, cheeky little fella.
“Doės Evelyn know?”
“No, I was hoping to do it while she was asleep.”
“The little shit…” Reuben sighs, fingers pinching at the bridge of his nose. But he sounded more impressed than pissed.
Rex was a classic Reuben, a mini me as it were. The number of times Reuben got us into trouble as kids…well I stopped counting.
“He’ll only find another way, but at least it might keep details on Odin out of his ear shot for now.” He had his father’s determination or potential magnet to get into trouble.
“Did you get hold of Milo?” Reuben asks, but this time switching to the mind-link as Miss Smith walks down the stairs raising an eyebrow at my current position on the floor.
Reuben had tasked me with reaching out to Alpha Milo to see if he could do some investigating his end, he still remained on friendly terms with all packs in the Red Stone alliance and even those out of it. He was far removed enough from recent events that he could try and stir the pot to see who was giving their allegiance back to Odin for a takeover of both alliances.
“Yes, he assured me he would do what he can. But, some of the packs were holding secret meetings without us knowing.”
“Then its time we try to attend one of those meetings…” A wicked grin forms on Reuben’s face, he was determined to wipe his father out. Especially after the news that Evelyn was pregnant.
“I think your aura alone will give away your identity…”
“That’s why we are going to the cells. What kind of Alpha would I be, if I didn’t give rogues a second chance…”
The Silver Moon cells were nothing like ours. Evelyn was more of a catch, re- educate and release type of person.
Not Reuben. He knows that some people just can’t be re-educated, that they would only return to the same life …its all they knew in most scenarios. Malcolm being the prime example.
So our cells on the surface seemed fair but the cells underground were created for torture and intense reconditioning. This was his plan, reconditioning through extreme torture.
Reuben is a father, has a family of his own now. But he is still a ruthless alpha and still from the Carmore blood line.
His family has been attacked, his pregnant wife left for dead…he might be smiling but underneath he was planning his next step.
He was like a black swan. On the surface he looks calm, but underneath he is busy plotting…black being the death he was plotting. Not the white poet peaceful swan like Evelyn.
He had already culled some of the rogues, those that were clearly unable to think of a different life. Those that no matter how much we sought out peace with them, they would keep attacking, keep trying to kill us.
Rightly or wrongly, we didn’t have time for them. We were against time. The growing baby acting as a countdown for Reuben. He wanted the baby to be born with no obvious impending threat.
“How many are left?” He asks Noah who opens the cell door for him. Noah was uncomfortable with our methods, but he had sworn to Reuben to keep Evelyn and the children safe too. He was in too deep now.
