Chapter 364

364 – Someone Summoned The Monster

Baxter:

It was strange how Byron had disguised himself as an old man to sneak into one of the smallest packs, claiming there was an old woman who had witnessed the monster when she was a child and survived.

We didn’t have a full day, but thankfully, Madeline had left only a few hours earlier. If ev would be ready by evening.

“So make sure nobody sees us here. People don’t like me,” Byron whispered as we wander

nt well, I

Lough the area.

He led me toward the house. The moment I noticed the high walls built around it and the absence of any nearby homes, I felt a pang of sympathy for the woman living there. If she had witnessed something as terrible as my children and my wife had, I couldn’t understand why people chose to isolate her instead of offering comfort.

“Why does no one interact with her anymore?” I asked quietly.

I kept scanning the surroundings, but Byron seemed relaxed.

He told me the people in this pack were mostly poor, and even their alpha was close to losing control of his pack. Security was loose, barely there at all.

“So yeah, after that night, people said she was cursed,” Byron explained. “Bad things kept happening around her. Her whole family died. She’s the only one left. Anyone who talks to her too long, or even interacts with her, ends up with something bad happening to them p>

He sounded uneasy, and I noticed he wasn’t standing anywhere near the door.

“Can you believe all that?” I asked.

He shrugged.

“Well, I’m bad luck too. Two bad luck shouldn’t stick together,” he remarked, motioning for me to go ahead alone. “I’ll stay around p>

He pointed toward the wooded area and moved off quickly.

I watched him disappear before stepping closer to the door. I knocked gently once, then again, until I heard slow footsteps approaching from inside.

“Who is it?” a cranky, aged voice called from the other side.

“I’m Alpha Baxter. I need to speak with you about something really important,” I replied, my eyes still scanning the area. I wore a long overcoat and a hat pulled low, a mask covering my mouth.

“Hmm. Another one of these,” I heard her mutter under her breath. “Go away. I’m not speaking,” she replied sharply.

“Look, I know I’m visiting at the wrong time. Maybe you were resting or something, but please, this is urgent. That monster took my daughter, and I really need your help,” I said, my heart pounding in my chest. 1

That was when the woman let out a small sigh.

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“So it started attacking again,” she murmured.

The moment she said that, I knew Byron had brought me to the right place.

“But don’t you know you shouldn’t be speaking with me?” she continued. “I bring bad luck to anyone who interacts with me p>

I shook my head slowly.

“I don’t know why people still believe things like that,” I replied. “I don’t know if it help

I don’t

believe that bullshit. I think people get what’s written for them, or what others write for them, not some curse from an innocent person p>

I genuinely felt bad for her, for being treated as something dangerous instead of someone who had suffered.

“That’s very kind of you,” she said, but the bitterness quickly returned to her voice. “All helpers are kind, until they get the answers they want from me p>

Her words made me pause.

“Other alphas came to speak with you?” I asked. My thoughts immediately went to Ron and Madeline. Maybe they had already been here. Maybe I was too late.

“Oh yeah. One of your alphas came a few days ago,” she replied. “He wanted to know how to lure the monster to the mountain top. And judging by the timing, I’d say that’s why your daughter was taken. That asshole summoned the monster to you p>

Every word made the hair on the back of my neck rise, my fists clenching at my sides.

For a moment, I couldn’t move. If I did, it felt like I would wake up from a nightmare.

“Are you there?” she called out.

I shook my head and placed both hands against the door, resting my forehead on it.

“Someone came asking about the monster to summon it?” I asked again, needing to be sure. It felt unreal, like something that only happened in a movie, where a villain had no sense of right or wrong. 1

“Yes. That asshole looked like trouble. I wish I had known,” she grunted.

“Can you tell me who it was?” I asked, my heart pounding in my temples.

“Oh, of course I can. I haven’t forgotten that sicko. Alpha Graham,” she replied, making my jaw meet the floor. 2

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