37. No clues left behind.


    I copse on the chair outside the house,pletely exhausted. It was nowte at night and the stars


    were out. Blinking at me in usation. It was past eleven o’clock and I spent the entire time juggling


    between watching Krystal’s progress and making sure that Jax was taken care of.


    He was distraught when he came to see Krystal and saw the bandages covering her back. He still


    carried the shadows of what happened. Still carried the guilt even though I tried assuring him that none


    of what happened was his fault. My only prayer was that seeing Krystal recover will help him get past


    the guilt.


    I made sure that he had eaten and bathed before reading him a story. To which he fell asleep halfway


    through it. I woke Krystal up three hourster, gave her some soup and her medication. She was


    incoherent though and soon enough she went back to sleep.


    Sebastian had disappeared after the doctor left, after making sure both kids were good. He said that he


    was going to find out how three men were able to trespass into hisnd and drug Jax, then hurt Krystal


    and max. He wanted to know how the hell those on patrol hadn’t been able to sense them.


    I lean back against the chair and close my eyes. My tears threatening to fall but I refuse to allow them


    to. I’ve cried more than enough today. What I needed to do was find out who was after me because


    whoever it was just crossed the line by going after my daughter.


    I hear footsteps but I don’t open my eyes. I can tell it’s Sebastian. His scent is uniquely his.


    I thought that he would ignore me and enter the house but he sat on the chair next to me. Making me


    open my eyes.


    “Did you find anything?” I ask, just to break the silence.


    “Yes” he sighs. “All the guards werepletely unconscious”


    He continues, his hands fisted on hisps. “They don’t know anything nor do they remember how they


    ended up in that state.”


    “How is that possible?”


    The wind blows, cooling my hot skin. I just didn’t understand how that could have happened.


    Sebastian’s warriors were the best of the best. So how was it possible for them to be defeated so


    easily?


    “We don’t know yet and that’s what Hunter is trying to figure out now. I’m at a loss on how three men


    could render twelve of my best warriors unconscious. We don’t even know what they used or how they


    used it.” he growls in frustration, his hands fisted.


    I understand how he feels. For a dominant alpha male like Sebastian, this was a big blow to him. He


    boasts of having the best warriors and the best security. Yet these men, whoever they are, were able to


    get past it. It’s even worse for him that a child, his step child , got hurt in the process.


    I close my eyes again. Trying to stop the nausea that was attempting to overtake me. The images of


    Krystal wounded and bleeding keep reying in my mind like a broken record. I couldn’t stop them and


    with each image, I feel like I have been stabbed.


    I should have called them inside when I got home. Told them that it was gettingte. Instead I put my


    need before theirs and while I was busy chasing my orgasm like a fucking selfish bitch, they were being


    attacked. I hate myself for that.


    I can only imagine how it must have been terrifying for Jax and Krystal. How she was scared out of her


    mind when they dragged her into the forest.


    Blue tries tofort me but I push her back. Refusing to listen to her assurance. Krystal could have


    been raped, she could have been murdered and it would have been my fault. This guilt I was feeling


    was my punishment for not being careful with them.


    A sob makes it''s way from my throat and I can no longer hold back the tears. I cover my face with my


    hands in guilt and shame. Not being able to face Sebastian.


    “Hey, it’s okay. She’s now safe and we are going to find who did this” he tells me softly.


    He pulls my hands from my face and holds it in his. Squeezing it infort. While his thumb rubs my


    palm.


    “But this was my fault. I am the reason why Jax was drugged and Max and Krystal were hurt” I sob.


    Feeling like my heart was being torn.


    “It wasn’t your fault Red” he insists fiercely.


    That makes me angry, because a part of me wanted him to me. I stand up and start pacing. If I had


    just told him that day. If I had just opened my mouth then we wouldn’t be in this situation.


    “It is” I shout hysterically. “That day when I woke up after being kidnapped. I heard someone in the


    forest when I wasing back. They were chasing me. After you came and found me I heard them


    howl. When it seemed that you didn’t hear or sense anything, I assumed that I was being paranoid.


    That I had imagined the whole thing”


    I stand still and face him. I wanted to see the anger and contempt in his eyes. “If only I had told you.


    Maybe we could have prevented all these from happening”


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    I waited for an outburst. For him to rip me a new for being so careless and risking our kids. He doesn’t


    do that. Instead he does something that I never expected him to do.


    He grabs me and pulls me onto hisp. At first I stiffen afraid that he would realize what he just did and


    he would push me off hisp. When that doesn’t happen I sag and rx into his warmth. Iy my head


    on his shoulder. His enticing scent calming me.


    “I admit that it was fucking stupid of you not to tell me what happened” he begins and I stiffen. But what


    he says next puts me at ease. “It’s still not your fault though. None of it is. So stop ming yourself”


    I heave a sigh of relief. I had no idea just how much a bigger part of me wanted to hear him say that


    until he did. Having him tell me it wasn’t my fault even after I told him everything, relieves some of the


    guilt I was feeling.


    I was a mess. Here I am wanting him to me but also wanting him to assure me that it wasn’t my


    fault.


    “What we should do now is focus on how we are going to nail whoever this person is” he says, his thick


    voice, rumbling through the walls of his chest.


    I focus on his neck. It calls to me and I get the urge to ce a kiss where his pulse beats. I take control


    of my emotions. Knowing very well that if I did that it would shatter whatever was happening between


    us now.


    I force myself to focus on the conversation at hand. “At least we now know it’s a she. That’s a start”


    He nods his head. “You’re sure you have no enemies? One desperate and hateful enough to hurt


    Krystal in her ns to get to you”


    “None, none I can think of anyway. The only one I can say that hates me is Miranda. Or maybe one of


    the women you’ve slept with before. I can totally see one of them going after me. After all Miranda


    hates me because I’m mated to you and ording to her you’re hers” I snort just as I feel him stiffen


    when I mention the women he slept with.


    “Chill down will you?” I say, raising my head from his shoulder. “Whoever you’ve slept with before we


    mated isn’t my business. As long as you remain faithful and none of them cause drama then we are


    good.”


    I stare into his eyes and for a moment they swallow me into their depths. He shakes his head breaking


    the connection that had both of us in a trance.


    “I don’t think any of them would be capable of masterminding something so borate. Plus this feel


    personal, something that goes beyond mere jealousy”


    I clear my throat. “You have no idea what a jealous and obsessive ex is capable of. The lengths they


    could go to just to get what they want”


    We sit in silence for a minute. Both of us lost in our own thoughts.


    “What I don’t get though is why there is no new scent around. There is no trace of their scent so we


    have nothing to work with” he says, his jaw hard and set. “The only other incident I have encountered


    where there is no scent, is with the serial killer.”


    I freeze. Feeling like I have just been hit by a trailer. “You think they may be rted?”


    I was afraid of the answer. Sebastian has been studying this case for a while now. If he thought that


    what happened today and what has been happening with the murders is somehow connected then it


    was serious.


    “No, I don’t…the serial killer never leaves anyone alive and he has never attacked a child. I was just


    pointing out the simrity in the absence of their scents”


    I breathe a sigh of relief. My heartbeat goes down just a little bit.


    “Even if they are not rted, it’s still disturbing that some wolves have found a way to hide their scents.


    No wonder the warriors weren’t able to sense them. Packs would be attacked without them even


    knowing that an enemy had entered theirnds until it’s toote”


    He groans before lifting me off hisp and nting me on the chair I had vacated earlier. I don’t say a


    word. It seemed hisforting mood was now gone.


    “I need to make some calls. See if I can dig something up” he says while walking towards the door


    leading to the house.


    “Okay”


    I turn to look at the field. Already feeling cold and alone now that I wasn’t in thefort of his arms.


    How strange is that?


    “Red?”


    I swivel my head to look at him. “Yeah?”


    “Thank you for what you did for Jax. Comforting him and reassuring him” he says, his eyes drilling into


    mine.


    He was trying tomunicate something else but I didn’t know what exactly. Given his emotions kept


    shifting too fast. I don’t answer him. Instead I smile at him.


    I’m awarded with something precious. Something that I have never seen, even in magazines. His


    smile. And damn does he have a beautiful panty dropping smile.