Chapter 7 Seven

• Alpha Farrell’s Pov
• It’s been a while since any pack sent spies into my pack. My father made sure of their fear for us with our strength, agility, and stealth. He created a pattern that no pack would ever forget, bringing in an era of blood and death to those who dared to oppose us.
• I sighed as I leaned into the seat, closing my eyes for a second to recall the incident. If I had not arrived at that moment, both Kirk and Frin would have that lady’s head rolling on the ground, but she claimed not to be a spy.
• “Who is she?” I muttered the question when I heard a knock on my door. “What is it?” I asked as I knew the hand that had knocked.
• “The spy is awake, Alpha,” Frin said, his orange hair boobing atop his head as he opened the door.
• The table creaked as I used it as a support to stand, taking a deep breath before I would say anything else. “Let’s go see her.” He nodded, leading the way back to the dungeon.
• I entered the dungeon to see her holding the bars and talking to Kirk. “Where were we?” I said as I stood above her, watching her drop to the ground, scrambling for her safety when I had done nothing.
• “I...I... do..don’t.... remember,” she stuttered as she sat her buttocks on the ground, clawing desperately away from me to the wall.
• “She’s lying; you bloody spy,” Kirk threatened as his hands rattled the gate of the cell while he made to go inside. He stopped with my raised hands, holding him up, taking a deep breath before he did anything.
• The gates creaked open as I opened them, taking steps into the lighted area while she hid in the dark. For every step I took, she took two more on the ground. The game continued until she had nowhere else to go as the silver chain held her at the spot or she had to come to me.
• “Tired of running?” I asked as I closed the gap, half kneeling before her to see her face. “Who are you? Are you a spy sent from another pack? What’s your name?” The question spilled from my lips to the lady in front of me.
• She shook her head as she wrapped her hands around her body, fear etched into her face like a tattoo.
• “Do you know where you are?”
• She shook her head once more before looking at me for a second and dropped her head to the ground.
• “What is your name? There’s no way you can not know that also,” I asked, determined to uncover the fraud and spy lying within the beauty.
• She shook her head to signify she had no answer to that. “I don’t know my name. The only thing I can remember is being chased and blacked out, only to wake up in this place.” She said as she looked out at the men outside and back at me.
• I looked towards Frin and Kirk, who stood with folded arms outside the cells, hoping to get a little information from them as well.
• Kirk shrugged his shoulders as he stared at her.
• “The only words she’s cried since she woke are for us to let her go, but I doubt it is to leave our pack to anywhere that would not still be within our vicinity.”
• I understood the rationale of his words. We couldn’t trust her even if what she tries to imply is she isn’t a spy, plus having lost her memory, as she claimed.
• “There’s no way you believe she’s lost her memories,” Kirk said, gesturing to the lady who looked genuinely afraid of us.
• I stood away from her and turned outside the gate, occasionally glancing at her from the corner of my eyes to check for any movement that might give her off. She returned to a closer position to stop the cuff from eating deep into her skin. At least she understands pain; I thought to myself before I carried the boys away from her hearing.
• “I don’t know if you believe her words, but I don’t. We should have killed her the moment we found her on our borders if you hadn’t intervened.” Kirk said as he peered over my shoulders to look at her. His aura gleamed with killer intent with every look he made toward her.
• “We don’t have to kill her,” I said to them, turning my head to stare at the frightened lady in our cell.
• “What should we do?” Frin asked. His orange hair took a tone darker in the dungeon. He seemed to look for other alternatives, the same as I did.
• “The seer can see all things. Why don’t you take her to meet the seer if you want to believe her words,” my wolf said, purring inside me.
• “The seer,” I repeated to the men, even as my words were final. I never stopped seeking other opinions from other people. Kirk wanted her dead, and Frin wanted to find the truth. I wanted the truth as well, but she claims to have forgotten everything about herself.
• “What do you think she would do? Peer into her soul to find out. What if her pack wiped her memory themselves and placed clues only she would understand? How would the seer know?” Kirk’s question hinted at something dark that could also be true, but the only way could know what they wanted was to know her. We didn’t know her, neither did she know herself.
• “I agree with the alpha in this. If we kill her and her pack find out; they would only send another spy. You want to stand at the border every day expecting spies?” Frin asked him.
• Two sets of minds speaking at the moment, each of them declaring their reasons which weren’t wrong. I faced the lady in the cell, walking up to her. She didn’t move this time, feeling I’d decided her fate.
• “You say you do not know who you are?” I asked again as I bent to meet her eye level; her answer remained the same as she struggled to look me in the eye.
• “You are going to kill me, aren’t you?” She asked, her voice wavering to her fear.
• I took a deep breath as I turned to face the men outside the gate. “Not yet. We want to find out something, and since you’ve forgotten who you are. This is the only way we can find out the truth.”
• I stood up, walking out to meet both men outside.
• “Strap her up. We’ll take her to Elsa’s place.”
• Kirk had a look of disappointment on his face while the crease on Frin’s face reduced as he walked to her cell.
• “I hope I am wrong,” Kirk said as he joined Frin in her cell.
• I walked out of the dungeon, stretching my arms from being in that place.
• “You don’t want to kill her,” my wolf said as I stepped under the sun. It wasn’t afternoon yet, but the sun burned fiercely.
• “I believe she says the truth, but entering our land by that hour and the timing shows otherwise. We could have missed her, and if she was a spy; would be too much to lose on our side,” I said, nodding to greetings from pack members who passed by me
• “Let’s see what Elsa has tos ay,” my wolf, Rey, said as I walked back to the house, navigating the place until I was back in my room.