5

5

"They are dead." I tell the pack members. I am impatient and i know they can smell that on me. I don't care though. The only thing in the way of the Fletcher and i was the meeting I had to sit through.

Zeb the leader of the lower central snorts. My eyes go round the table of six and slowly lands on him. He gulps immediately. Even if he led the lower central, he was still a Delta, i was always going to be superior to him. In rank and in abilities. And he knew that.

"What was that Delta?" I press on the word Delta so he knows his place.

"You managed to snap a few neck does not mean anything. Everyone we know and love us hurdled at the assembly, fearing for their lives. This is not the first time this month that we are getting an attack from Charles. That in itself is a shame to our pack. We are no means a small pack, so why do we keep getting attacked by rogue organisations like Charles's?" A beta named Jones asked, he was bold enough simply because he was a beta and he leads Cronway town. Where my parents happen to reside. He thinks he has power to talk as he likes because my parents live in Cronway town. I snort lowly, he is as wrong as that thief with his grubby fingers on my Fletcher.

Speaking of the Fletcher. This meeting had to end as soon as possible.

"So you mean to tell me that none of you that sits here has figured it out by now?" My eyes slither over the leaders that sat with me, their various cities cast their votes and somehow they emerged as winners. I don't hold back this snort. If anything they were elected to gang up on me. The minute I say a word against them i would be asking for a civil war. Grace grumbled lowly at that thought. She might hear my every thought but she can't see me roll my eyes, and they is exactly what I do.

"Figure out What?"

I look over to them in a clean swoop, all of them shiver. Representatives of all six of the cities in Crescent moon pack. The mole I was going to point out might be sitting in this very room with me. They might even be all in it. If they were, it would be dangerous for me to try anything, i was stronger than all of them but who knows what would happen if i was ganged up on? Especially when Grace was not going to involve herself in blood shed.

Grace mumbled under her breath like what I said was wrong or fair fetched.

"There is a mole here in Crescent moon. Someone is feeding Charles the information he needs to come here." My eyes roam their faces as i talk. Resting on each long enough to pass my message across.

"What do you mean?" Gary another Beta asked. He does look like he has no idea about anything. Figures, his city, Tig was tucked into the back of the pack lands. They produced all of the machines we used here and information barely gets to them. Even after opening all communication lines to Tig, they were always the last to know about anything.

I still don't trust him though. Everyone sitting at this table with me would kill me if they had the chance.

"Exactly what I mean Gary. Someone here is feeding Charles information. How else did he know about all the weak spots to come in?"

I can hear the chill in my voice, low and icy. It cut through the room daring anyone to say otherwise.

"Noah. You were in charge of fixing the security. How did this happen?" I turn my icy gaze to the youngest leader. I was not the only one shocked when the people of Ginny elected him. A Delta. He was the most suspicious of them all. His city was literally a security village. They were what humans call engineers. They designed what we used to keep everything safe. Unlike other packs that used magic to secure their lands. We used equipment.

"We too do not understand what happened. We only know it was tampered with. There was no alarm when it happened. Which tells us the person knows what they are doing. Exactly what they are doing." His eyes are on the wooden table in front of him as he talked.

"It brings us to the conclusion then. The mole is in Ginny."

His eyes snap to me. Fear was clear in them.

"M.."

I don't let him finish.

"Patrick. I order a thorough search in Ginny." I order the leader of Isine. They were the hunters of the pack. Hunting the mole should not be hard for them. Unless he was the mole. That would make things a lot more complicated.

"And Gary. Strengthen the security around here so much so that I would have people lining up in front of my den to take permission before leaving."

Gary nods over and over again.

"Zeb. Send me the situation report. I want it detailed. The number and names of the casualties." I say as i rise to my feet.

"meeting dismissed." I say with a flick of my wrist. All of them get up and bow. I walk out as fast as i can.

The Fletcher is just within my reach and everything will come back to normal. As normal as the way the pack used to be under the regime of the other leaders.

I almost run into a Delta.

"M.." He breathed. I could almost taste the fear rolling off of him.

"Are you coming from the dungeon?"

He nods. Unable to speak.

"He is There? In the flesh?" I could only hope my excitement does not get past here. It would make headlines in the WW papers.

He does not meet my eyes as he nods.

"Very well. Let us go."

I start to walk in the direction of the dungeon. And I can not get there faster so I teleport.

The walls of the dungeons were made from cave walls. I don't exactly which of the past alphas made the decision but I liked it.

I feel the pull the second I step into the dungeon.

Grace gasped.

"You feel it too?" I whisper. Somehow my voice sounds out of breath.

The pull was even stronger. It was like I was being pulled by a magnet.

"Yes.. That is our.. mate." She whispers the word mate. Glad to see I'm not the only one who gave up on finding our mate.

I swallow and allow the pull to move me along. Carrying me to where this mate was. I can't lie and say I was not excited about this. Finding my mate and getting the Fletcher was key to gaining control of my pack.

My feet carry me along to where it led me. I stop short when I'm standing in front of the dungeon.

All of me screams at the sight of me. And I know instantly this is my mate.

"That is the thief." Grace tells me. Her voice tinged with disgust.

That is when I see it. The chains on his legs and hands.

"Our mate is the human thief?"