Tony stumbled through the underbrush, his heart pounding in his chest. The gruesome scene he had just witnessed replayed in his mind: Ethan, the Alpha King, tearing apart the rogues with a ferocity that even Tony couldn't comprehend. He knew he had to get back to the hotel in Wulftree and report what had happened, but a part of him wanted nothing more than to forget it all and disappear into the shadows.
It took him a few hours, but eventually, the familiar lights of Wulftree came into view. The hotel loomed before him, a beacon of safety in the darkness. The receptionist watched him as he stumbled into the lobby.
"Sir? Are you okay?" she asked.
"I'm fine," Tony hurriedly said as he got on the elevator. He went up to his floor and rushed down the hall. Tony fumbled with the key card before pushing the door open and stepping inside.
"Tony? What are you doing here?" The voice belonged to Trey, his superior, who seemed surprised to see him back without the others. "Where's the rest of your team?"
"Dead," Tony said bluntly, his voice shaking ever so slightly. "The Alpha King... he killed them all."
He could see the shock registering on Trey's face, followed by annoyance. They were supposed to be scouting the Alpha King's territory, not getting themselves killed.
"Listen, there's... there's something you should know," he began hesitantly, his heart still racing from the memory of what he'd seen.
"Spit it out, Tony," Trey snapped, clearly agitated by the turn of events. "This better be good since your mess up could have compromised our plans."
"It's about a red-furred female lycan," Tony said, swallowing hard. "I saw her on the Alpha King's territory."
"Are you sure?" Trey asked, his eyes narrowing in surprise and disbelief.
"Positive," Tony replied, his voice steadier now that he was delivering the crucial information. "I saw her with my own eyes. She's the reason why the Alpha King acted so violently."
Trey's mind raced as he processed the information. The existence of another red-furred female lycan was a game-changer. They were believed to possess what was known as blessed blood, making them incredibly valuable to both hunters and other lycans and werewolves alike.
"Damn it," Trey muttered, his annoyance shifting to contemplation. "This changes everything. We need to reassess our plans."
Tony watched as Trey paced back and forth, his brow furrowed in deep thought. He wondered what this new revelation would mean for their mission and how it would affect their standing within the hunter organization.
"Alright, listen up," Trey finally said, halting his pacing and looking Tony dead in the eye. "We need to keep this information under wraps until we can figure out how to use it to our advantage. Do you understand?"
"Understood," Tony replied, nodding his head. He knew better than to question Trey's orders.
"Good," Trey said with a determined nod. "Now go get cleaned up. We'll reconvene later and discuss our next move."
As Tony headed towards the bathroom, Trey couldn't help but feel a mix of fear and excitement at what the future held. The discovery of the red-furred female lycan had thrown a wrench into his plans, but it also presented an opportunity they hadn't anticipated. If they could somehow harness her power, they might just be able to show the world that even the Alpha King could be touched.
With that thought lingering in his mind, Trey pulled out his phone and dialed a number he had memorized long ago. He waited for the familiar voice on the other end to pick up.
"It's Trey," he said without introduction.
"I know who you are. What do you want?"
"I need to meet with you. It's urgent."
A moment of silence passed before the cautious voice came through. "Alright. Where and when?"
"Meet me at the bar downstairs in half an hour," Trey replied and hung up, giving no chance for the person on the phone to ask any further questions.
As Trey made his way down to the dimly lit bar, he took a seat in one of the shadowy corners, nursing a glass of whiskey while he waited. His eyes scanned the room, watching for any sign of the person he intended to meet up with.
It wasn't long before a man walked up to him, his face bearing an expression of both curiosity and wariness. He sat down next to Trey, nodding in acknowledgment.
"Alright, Trey," he began, his tone guarded. "What do you want?"
"It's nice seeing you again too, Kenneth," Trey responded earning a frown from Kenneth.
"Are you playing games? You know what is at risk for me to come here to speak with you," Kenneth growled.
"Calm down. This is a neutral zone for a reason. Even if you are recognized for one of the worst events to happen amongst are people, no one would know. This hotel is run by the fae and they make it a point to not get involved," Trey answered, dismissing Kenneth's concern.
"Why did you call me here, Trey?" Kenneth asked.
"Because this is something I needed to tell you in person," Trey replied, his voice low and serious. "We found another lycan with blessed blood."
Kenneth scoffed as he ordered a Coke and rum from the bartender, shaking his head in disbelief. "Impossible. The only living red wolves were Lily and her bitch of a grandmother."
"Trust me, I was just as shocked as you are now," Trey admitted. "But my scout saw her on the Alpha King's territory. She's there, and she's very much alive."
Kenneth's eyes narrowed as he sipped his drink, processing the information. "What do you suggest we do about it?"
"Right now, our plans are being reassessed," Trey explained. "If you want to take action, you know where to find me."
Kenneth nodded thoughtfully, his mind already racing with possibilities. The opportunity to have a red wolf as his Luna had slipped through his fingers. This time, he would not fail to acquire her and secure his power.
"Alright," Kenneth said. "I'll be in touch."