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There was a long silence before Thane finally spoke up.
“You don’t look like a member of this pack,” Thane states.
“I am not, but I and the other had managed to camouflage as one of your soldiers; the security was tight–tighter than we anticipated, so we had to change the initial plan; the direct order had been to wait till dawn before attacking.”
“And who gave you these orders?” Thane questioned, seemingly satisfied by his answer.
“We don’t know who this person is; he always sends his messenger to deliver the message.”
“You risked your lives for a man who you’ve never even seen,” Thane commented, clearly amused by their stupidity “What is the name of his messenger?”
“I don’t know,” the man said. Thane wasn’t satisfied with that answer. He unsheathed his dagger, “Thorin–the messenger’s name was… Thorin.” The man stuttered out.
“Good“, Thane says, retreating. “When was the last time you spoke to him?”
“Three days ago, that had been before we got into this pack.”
“Thane?” Axel called from where he stood, which was beside a rusted metal desk, he had a black piece of clothing in his hands- likely belonging to my attacker; he had fished out at piece of paper from one of the pockets. He passed the paper to Thane, who joined him.
I couldn’t get a look at what was written on the paper.
“They were here for you,” Axel says.
“They were here for the Lycan” Thane snarled out the term like it disgusted him.
“Yes!” the man called out from the cell, he thrusted himself forward “We were asked to kill the Lycan; we were also given a map of this pack to show which room exactly we were to find him,” the man said, desperate to please Thane, if only he knew that Thane was never planning on letting him go, whatever the case would be, death still awaited him.
“They weren’t even informed,” Axel said, because clearly, they didn’t know the Lycan was the Werewolf King. I strongly doubt they would have come here if they knew who truly they were up against or how powerful a Lycan could be.
“The fools were practically sent to their own graves,” Thanes said.
“Could this be another warning?” Axel wondered aloud
“I don’t think this has to do with the elders; they would do better than this. I believe whoever sent them was also not as informed either,” Thane replied before turning back to the man.” What were you offered for this job?”
“Money,” the man says, his voice shook. “More than I could ever imagine, -lands too,
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women—we were offered everything,” the man said. He let out a small, sad laugh. “I always thought it was unreal to promise this much, but now I know that they weren’t really counting on us making it back to claim our wins.”
“When you die, I want you to go with the knowledge that your greed was your own doom; whoever sent you had deceived you; I am the Lycan, and would you really think you could kill me?” Thane questioned, and the man’s eyes widened.
“You…. but that is impossible,” he began, and then he paused. It must be all clicking in his mind. “Fuck you, Thorin,” the man silently cursed the messenger.
Thane took out his gun; the weapon was very different from the one he had given me, and then he shot. A hole was dug into the man’s heart, his blood spattering, staining the wall and the bare ground. Thane gave him a quick death just as he had promised.
“I’m sorry you had to see that,” Thane says to me, but there was something hollow and very distant in his eyes, something different. I looked away, not liking what I saw.
I didn’t mind the blood, I had killed a man a few hours ago, that action seemed to have unlocked something in me.
“How is it possible that there are others who know about the fact that a lycan lives in this pack?” Axel questions.
“I don’t know either, but if he knows, then it means there are others who do too, and there are even more who have suspicions.”
“I could arrange a team to find the messenger–Thorin; he would lead us to the master–mind of this operation.”
“No, I think by now it would be clear that the men he had sent are all dead; if this ‘master mind‘ is any but clever, he would kill the messenger or at least make him disappear, just so he wouldn’t be traced back to him.”
“We have to do something, Thane; we can’t sit her idle.”
“I didn’t say we would.”
“Then what do you propose we do?” Axel questioned.
“Set up a party; invite as many as you can.”
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