Forty Six.

Rogan

The meeting with Winters had gone exactly as planned. From the moment that I entered that room, I knew that I had over estimated him. The air of importance and superiority that he had previously flaunted, must have been just an act. 

I should have known that this boy didn't know what he was getting himself into when he thought he was going to one up me. Looking around at who he was getting his advice and guidance from only reinforced those feelings.

Xavier was almost as pathetic as all of the rest of the humans in this world. At one time I thought that he was someone that could be of use and possibly someone to respect, but he had proven me completely wrong.

In the beginning of the meeting I was just trying to feel out what was going on behind the scenes here at Aspen and what exactly Winters thought that he knew about me and everything.

When we were almost half way through the meeting, I knew that he had no idea who he was going up against, or pretending to go up against. There was no way that he or Xavier had any information to use against me.

Talking about business was a game, and one I knew how to play well. I built up enough companies and burned others to the ground enough times that this was mere child's play by now.

There was little that they could offer me at this point, but so much that I could gain from keeping a close eye on them. I didn't like the fact that Dylan worked for Aspen and I was already trying to rectify that situation.

When things began to shift from what I had anticipated and built up in my head, I manipulated the meeting to go the way that I wanted it. Xavier was one of the biggest push overs. I had no idea how he has lasted this long in the corporate world.

At the end of the meeting, we had decided to have their head of securities meet with our company to see what services that we can either offer them or that we could help improve with their current systems.

Being in that building always set me on edge but also ignited that secret desire inside of me that I always had to keep out of sight, but when I walked out of there earlier tonight it almost boiled over.

When I had gotten into the car, I wasn't sure if it was me or Zane who couldn't sit still, but regardless, I chose to let him loose and run back to the pack lands. Since no one knew of our wolves, I had to wait until we were just outside the city to shift.

I told the driver to head back and that I would be meet them back there when I was done. There would be no one waiting on me tonight so I knew that I had plenty of time to let Zane get it out of our system.

In my hurry to get out of the car, I forgot to grab my go bag and Zane had accidentally shifted without giving me enough time to take off my suit. "Sorry," he chuckled haughtily to me.

The bastard knew that he wasn't sorry, but what could I do now, what's done is done. He must have been more excited from the meeting than even I realized because the second his paws touched the ground, he was off.

As he ran I let his thoughts fill me, and fuel me. I didn't even question where we were going because I was done being in control for the moment. Running the pack and the businesses was fine, but sometimes I wanted to be free like this.

Zane knew better than anyone what drove me and the things that I wanted out of this life, and I knew what he wanted. The Gods had chosen well when they matched us together.

While he ran through the woods, he came across some smaller prey and without even asking, he began to hunt. That was what he was, Zane was a killer by nature and monster at heart. 

Complimenting each other well, I enjoyed the game he played with it while he lured the doe into the perfect position to kill her. This had always been one of the things he was best at.

This was his game, and I had learned just as much from him as I had learned on my own. Once he was done with his meal, he decided that he was ready to head back to the pack house.

Still amped up from the meeting, the run, and now the kill I told him to take the long way back. There was no way that I wanted to show up at the pack house like this.

I didn't feel like hearing any of her sh*t tonight and I knew that I would have to stop by the barracks to get clothes before I could go home. As a matter of fact, I think I wold stop in to see how Marq was doing as well.

Tonight was turning out to be one of the better nights that I've had, so I was hopeful that he would have some answers for me about what I had him working on right now.

Eren better have left by the time I get there because seeing him tonight was not going to turn out well for him. I hadn't thought that Zane would go so far with him the other night, but regardless of what happened we had learned a lot.

If Marq was able to obtain more information about what the drugs had done to his body and his connection to his wolf, then we might finally be on the right track with this.

"The boy is weak, and so is his wolf," Zane muttered to me while he ran towards the Northern gate. There was no point in arguing with him about what the boy and his wolf were or were not. 

The fact of the matter was that they were useful to us right now. And as long as that was still a factor we still had to keep them alive. Besides, no one knew anything about him other than the fact that he was my nephew.

When his mother had finally gone off and killed her self, I was both sad and glad that it was finally over and done with, but I resented the fact that she had left that little bastard with me.

Having him around all of the time had proved useful, but as he grew older and larger, Zane began to resent him more and more. 

Causing him pain had been one of Zane's greatest joys for the past few years and there were even times when I could barely reign him in enough to keep him from killing the boy.

But done with one problem, on to the next. I needed to go and see Dylan soon to make sure that Eren was following orders and keeping her away from everyone.

"What about the siblings," Zane questioned me as we reached the slope of the mountain. I still had not realized that we had gone that far, but it helped because it gave me more time to think.

Unsure of what I was going to do with them yet, I chose not to say anything. There was no point in forcing me to make a decision right now because I still needed time to plan it all out.

If I had to get rid of the Silvera's I would do it, but my biggest issue was not with them, it was with Dylan.

Every time I think about her and Winters I became enraged. Knowing that it was my doing that essentially led them to meet was infuriating enough, but replaying that day over in my head was another story.

I needed to figure out how I was going to get her to want to find another job without forcing Winters to fire her or forcing her to quit. 

There was still only so far that I could push her without causing her to break through Marq's spells. Concealment magic was tricky and unstable and the more that was used on something or someone the more caution you had to use.

Being around that damn girl was also starting to feel different. I could sense Zane's growing desire every time that we were near her and I needed him to f*cking keep it together.

This girl was not some play thing that he could have at his leisure like all the others I let him have before. None of those women were of any concern to me and once he was done with them, we discarded their bodies over the mountain.

Dylan was not for him and I had already made that damn clear, but the desire to touch her was happening far too often lately. Especially that day. I had not only touched her, but I almost killed Winters on the spot the moment he did as well.

Once I was done with Dylan and I had gotten everything that I needed from her and that wolf, I knew that I would have to make a decision about what to do with her after that.

As we ran through the trees and headed towards the perimeter of the pack lands, Zane slowed his pace dramatically. "What is it," I asked him annoyed that he was choosing to waste more time out here.

I had already let him have his run and his fun. I had things to do tonight before heading home and I wasn't in the mood to dally out here forever.

But when he began to sniff around the area, I thought for a moment that someone had come again. I assured myself that if something had happened, I would have been notified by now.

"I thought I picked up the scent of magic, but I can't seem to find it," Zane grumbled as he continued to walk around the little area near the foot of the mountain on our side.

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, and I couldn't pick up anything suspicious. "I think you're hoping for something," I teased him as he continued to walk in different circles.

When he was satisfied that there was truly nothing there, we ran to the guard post. Harper was already there and he had clothes for me. "Your driver informed us of your run earlier and I had a feeling you'd be coming through here tonight."

Harper was an excellent Beta and sometimes he was too smart for his own good. Zane acknowledged him with a nod of his head and we were walking beside him on our way to the barracks.

Giving me a run down of the patrol reports and the things that happened tonight while I was gone, Harper led the entire conversation while I stayed in this form.

I was about to shift so that I could talk to him about my meeting with Winters when I was linked by Preston.

Dr. Pavel hardly ever linked with me unless it had something to do with Dylan and the moment that he told me what was going on at the clinic I bolted off in that direction.

Not bothering to tell Harper anything I urged Zane to get there as fast as he could. "Why the f*ck had he taken her to the clinic," Zane asked angrily. 

No, the better question was why he was even with her tonight, but I was in no mood to argue with him or anybody else right now.

If Dr. Pavel found out that there were spells on Dylan or if any of them were breaking while she was in his care I had no way of getting Marq to her to put them back on.

What the f*ck was I going to do, sneak her out of the hospital, or sneak him in? That stupid boy really does know how to royally f*ck up my plans doesn't he.

Preston hadn't gone over everything over the phone, but he had insisted that I get there as quickly as I could. I realized now that I should have at least thought about taking the clothes from Harper before rushing over here. 

Too many thoughts were going through my head and as I neared the clinic I finally remembered that I needed to get Noel and Vit to meet me at the clinic once I found out what was going on.

I also needed to check in with Marq once I was done with Preston because depending on what was wrong with the girl, Marq was going to have to figure something out if it had to do with his magic.

Marq has been working on this magic for me for years after he had come to me when he was boy. Knowing that he would forever be in his brothers shadow, he wanted to branch out on his own and build a life for himself.

Marq was more human than fae when it comes to the things he wanted out of life, but the jealousy and greed that made him pursue those things is what made him work as hard as he did for me.

I had been the one to help him cultivate his skills. I had been the one to show him what his magic was worth.

Greed was a beautiful thing when you could use it to your advantage, and that is one thing that I had learned how to do from a young age. There was nothing in this life that I have ever wanted that I did not get.

As I reached the clinic, I didn't stop to shift and open the door, I ran straight through the f*cking thing. A bit annoyed that Zane had ripped it off it's hinges, I looked around at the scene in front of me.

Snapping at everything and everyone he saw, Zane prowled up to Preston as he stood near a small desk in the small nurses area. 

Preston had become the pack doctor before I had even become Alpha and he had no patience for Zane's antics. This man truly had no fear because he did not hesitate to tell me that I had to shift if I wanted to see Dylan and talk about what was going on with her.

I shifted right there in front of everyone and one of Peston's little nurses immediately handed me some clothes. Quickly putting them on, I told him as sarcastically as I could, "Do you deem me presentable enough to speak to now?'

Preston led me to a room off to the right of the little clinic and I felt eyes watching us. Turning to look around the little clinic, I caught sight of the boy and I could feel Zane's fury at seeing his face.

I had nothing to say to him right now, but depending on what the good doctor shared with me might definitely change that and I met his gaze for a brief moment before going into the room.

The moment the door closed I turned to see that Preston had walked over to the small bed that Dylan was lying on and she was obviously unconscious. There was all kinds of monitors around her and I felt rage swell up inside me.

How the hell had I managed to get her this close to the point of being useful and now this was happening. I looked around at all the machines, but I had no idea what they were for.

Preston was watching me, and I had to ask, "what is wrong with her, did someone do something to her?" If Eren had taken that beating as a warning that I had wanted him to do something like this I was finally going to let Zane end him.

"I did a full examination once I was able to stabilize her," he said calmly, "but unfortunately I am unsure why she has yet to wake up."

Looking between him, the machines, and then her, I was getting as annoyed as I was getting confused.

"What do you mean you don't know what is wrong with her," I hissed at him. "Obviously something has to be wrong for her to not be waking up right."

Damn, I had to really give it to this man, he was looking at me like I was a dumb child right now and if he wasn't the only f*cking doctor I had here I would have ripped his head off.

"I think that her mind is unable to control her body right now, but while I am not sure. I do plan on running further tests to see if I can determine if this is something along those lines."

Unsure if I should allow him to run any further tests, or if any of Marq's magic was having this type of affect on her, I didn't argue with him. I quickly linked with Vit and Noel and instructed them to meet me here now.

Turning to look at Dylan once more before practically threatening Preston, I had to fight the urge to reach out and run my hand down her arm. "The moment anything changes, I will be the first you call."

Preston and I went over everything that had happened from the moment Dylan was brought into the clinic up until I had come in the doors and once we were done, he walked me completely out of the building.

Vit was already there waiting by a tree and Noel was just behind him in his wolf form. Informing them that we were going to Marq's lab, I quickly took off the shorts I knew I would need in a moment and shifted.

Picking up the shorts in his mouth, Zane took off toward Marq's. "What about the boy," he asked annoyed. I didn't have time to deal with him right now. From what Preston said, he hadn't had anything to do with this so he was in the clear.

I needed to talk to Marq and find out what we would need to do if any of the concealment magic faded or wore off and how soon we would know. That was all I was concerned about right now and all he should be worried about as well.