Leah's POV
Damian? I couldn't believe what I had heard.
I failed him last time, and I couldn't explain it to him, but I couldn't believe that he would do something like this.
"Where is Damian right now? Let me see him!" I said to Mick. My voice was almost threatening.
Mick gloated, "That's not going to happen, Miss Lewyn. You won't see Damian unless you tell me the truth. Did you kill my father?"
"Alpha Mick, could you please take your hands off Miss Lewyn?" Gean stepped forward and pleaded. "We're surrounded by people."
"Who the fuck are you, you filthy gigolo? Who gives you the right to fucking talk to me like this?" Mick stared at Gean and asked.
"Is there a problem?" A human security guard came forward and asked me. "Is any of these two men harassing you, lady?"
"No, don't worry. We're just joking around," I answered.
The last thing I wanted was to get human beings involved. They always managed to make things even worse.
"Really?" the security guard frowned. "I don't see anyone laughing."
"It was a really bad joke." Mick stared at the security guard and said.
"We're fine, Sir. Thank you for your concerns." I smiled at the security guard and said.
I knew if he lingered a bit longer, Mick would bite his face off in front of the whole room of people.
He had always been the mad one in his family.
Mad werewolves who lost their fathers do crazy things, including losing themselves in front of human beings.
The security guard bowed to me slightly and said, "We'll be just around. Whenever you need our assistance, lady."
Then, he walked off.
"I like the way you smile, Leah. You smile at everyone except me." Mick drew himself closer to me.
He reminded me of those dead fish in the van. There was nothing but emptiness in his widely open eyes.
"This isn't the place, nor the time, Alpha Mick," I said in a low, calm voice. "We'll find a secluded place and sort out our differences."
"I will be happy to find a nice place and spend a few days with you, Leah. I know you're still married to my cousin Lucas, but I really don't mind. But one thing we have to sort out right now. There's only one difference between us here - you see yourself alive, but I see you dead." Mick said while slashing his throat with his hand.
Then, he pushed me away to Gean and said in a cold voice, "Tomorrow is bidding day. I'm not like my father, who doesn't know how to entertain his business partners. I will throw a party in my mansion at 5:00 tomorrow afternoon. All of my valuable business partners will be there. You're invited as well, Miss Lewyn. If you want that project to go through, you'd better show up on time in a lovely red dress. I like you in red."
Then, he walked off with all of his men.
"Miss Lewyn, are you OK? You're trembling now." Gean said and held me in his arms.
I said, "I'm fine, Gean. I need you to look for someone for me. A man named Damian Jansen. He's an Omega of Rock Growlers Pack."
I looked around and saw Troy walking toward me in a hurry.
"Miss Lewyn, what happened? Did Alph Mick make a death threat on you?" Troy asked.
"No, we were just talking. Troy, call Darren right now and let him come back. I need you and him to investigate the death of Alpha Dire. Find out who the killer is and bring this person to me. I want them alive."
Troy said, "Sure, we'll try..."
"Troy, alive!" I raised my voice.
Troy was shocked by my sudden change of attitude. He immediately straightened up and said, "Yes, Miss Lewyn. Right away."
Troy's POV
OK, let's face it. In most people's eyes, I'm just a pretty boy who can't do anything right.
But I really don't give a fuck about what other people are thinking.
I managed to climb up the ladder all the way up to the Head of Security of His Majesty. That certainly proved my capability.
That's why I don't like it when my capability is questioned. I'm pretty, but I'm not an idiot.
Darren is a pain in the ass and now I have to call him and collaborate with him to look for the real assassin of Alpha Dire.
I am fully capable of looking for the killer, but Miss Lewyn definitely has a reason to get Darren involved.
There, that's the difference between me and an average pretty boy.
I am savvy.
Without this trait, I would be just like an average pretty boy.
"Darren," I called him. The noise at the construction site was loud, but he still managed to hear my voice.
He turned around and looked surprised to see me. He was wearing a helmet like all the workers around him.
He waved to them and sent them away, so we could have a private conversation.
"What happened, pretty boy?" he asked. "Why are you here with me? What happened to Leah?"
"She got into some trouble. Alpha Mick of Rock Growlers Pack accused her of killing his father. She wanted us to figure out who the killer is," I said. "She also urged us to bring this person to her alive."
Darren stared at me and said, "You're here with me. So who's with Leah?"
"Gean's with her, as well as the Royal Guards," I replied.
"What about Jalin and Lucas?"
"Jalin is on a business trip with His Highness Alpha Lucian. Lucas is also away. He took Finn with him," I replied with confusion.
Darren took off his helmet and scolded me in a harsh voice, "You left Leah alone with that Nancy boy and a bunch of pretty boys trained for ceremonial purposes?"
"Hey, those pretty boys trained for ceremonial purposes are my brothers. You can't just diminish us like this." I stared at him and said hopelessly.
"It's too late to grow a brain, Troy. But thank Goddess you look pretty." Darren tossed the helmet into my hands and walked off.
And then I became an idiot holding a helmet, standing in the middle of the construction site.
And then I realized that Leah is in great danger right now. I shouldn't have left her alone.