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GERARD'S POV
"You've got to be fucking kidding me!" It appalled me. I couldn't believe that this was a hunter's gathering.
Cages hung from the roof occupied by women dancing with snakes clad around their necks, bellies and arms.
Neon lights glimmered off the walls as a disco ball spun in the ceiling. There was a DJ at the turntable playing upbeat songs. He had on a nice suit with eyeliners and black lipstick.
The guests were dancing and having a good time. It was like I was at an adult prom.
"Isn't it always this festive?" Ingrid questioned.
"No, at least not the ones that I've been to before."
I stood there, watching servers pour champagne into stacked glasses.
A few onlookers watched in awe as the chilled beverage drizzled into the glass at the top of the tower until it overflowed, allowing the liquor to trickle down and fill the glasses sitting below.
Belly dancers rushed onto the floor from behind red curtains, dressed in provocative saris showcasing their pierced navels and shimmered boobs.
"Let's split up and see what we can find out," Ingrid suggested.
"Ok, but be careful," I warned before I made my way over to a few people I know.
"Parker, look who's coming over here," Justin chuckled. Justin was the taller one of the two, the one the ladies lean more to. He was wearing blue jeans and a white t-shirt with his signature leather jacket over his shoulder. His blonde ponytail braided neatly down his back.
Parker turned around and grinned when he saw me. "Hey, Gerry, you made it," Parker waved his hand as I conducted my way closer. His round face was riddled with freckles with his dark brown hair parted neatly down the middle. He wore a grey tuxedo that fitted him sufficiently.
"Yes, I did, even though I got a late invite."
"Well, the word from headquarters was that you have been compromised," Justin added.
Fuck! Maybe they learnt I was living at Zander's, the person who they believed to be the demon wolf. But I had to play it cool.
My shoulders tensed. "Compromised - how so?"
"Mr. Delaware said that you were suspected to be colluding with the insubordinate Chastity - word on the street is that she is getting double dicked by werewolf twins," Justin cackled.
Good thing my wolf was passed out, Percy would have been quick to defend Chastity's honour - only if he knew that ship had sunk with the number of times I gave her a cavity check with my dick.
"Yeah. I also heard that her parents are in hiding. Mr. Delaware has a team scouring the continent for them," Parker sighed. "I think he's thinking about having them executed for treason against the High Lord."
"He wouldn't dare, Conrad is his brother and Chastity his niece. I can't believe his heart is that dark," I gasped.
Parker placed a hand on my shoulder. "I know you and Chastity are close or were close, I figured she left you for the werewolf twins, but Bernard Delaware doesn't have a heart."
Shit! Maybe Parker was right.
"Ok, so Bernard knows I used to hang out with Chastity, so I guess he had all right to suspect me of conspiring with her. But what I don't understand is why he changed his mind and send me an invitation last minute?"
"That I don't know my friend," Justin sighed. "Parker, there's Monica and Linda - do you think they're up for some fun?"
"I don't know man, let's go find out," Parker replied.
They excused themselves while I went to find Ingrid. I spotted her getting annoyed by Ricky. He had his arms around her waist, I could tell she was trying her hardest to keep her Ingridness buried.
I walked up and shoved Ricky. "Get away from my date," I growled.
"Ah, Smitty, you never cease to amaze me. How does one guy manage to get such beautiful asses? First, it was Chastity, and now it is this pretty little thing. Go on, tell me your secret - I know, you are an ass eater, aren't you?" He threw his head back and laughed.
I folded my palms into fists. This guy was still mad about me getting Chastity.
"Actually, no. He just has a gigantic cock," Ingrid spoke and Ricky's laugh fell right of his face. He didn't say another word as he stormed off.
"Ingrid, remind me to cook you a meal when we go home."
"I appreciate the gesture, but how about you and Cleo babysit Alvin while I get my pregnant on," she snickered.
"Done," I laughed. "Now what did you find out?"
"Before Ricky came over I overheard a Monica telling a Linda about fucking some tech-nerd around the back a few minutes ago. There she learnt from him that the chairs in the assembly area are rigged with some kind of constricting devices."
"How so, I don't understand."
"I didn't get to hear more because shit-breath Ricky came and disturbed my peace."
"Damn, Chas always told me his breath smelled like ass."
I also told Ingrid about what I learnt.
"Fuck, Gerry, this doesn't feel right."
"No, it doesn't. Look if you want to leave you can, but I am staying. I must find out what the High Lord is planning for the pack's sake."
A white door to the side caught my eyes. I wondered what could be behind it.
"I'm not leaving you, Gerry. I was just gonna say we have to be more Vigilant."
"Right. Ok, stay in this area, I will go look around the back. I just need to get through that door," I pointed to the white door.
"Are you sure that's a good idea? We can go together make it look like we are sneaking off for some sexy time."
"Yes, that makes sense."
Just as I was about to open the door a guard snatched us by the arms. "Where do you two think you're going? This area is off-limits."
"Sorry, we just wanted to go have some alone time," Ingrid stated.
"Well, the assembly is gonna begin, let me escort you guys to the grand hall."
The guards hauled us to the gathering area. The guests were also heading in the same direction. Now I knew I need to see what they were hiding around the back.
Justin and Parker were holding the double doors open for the guest to enter.
The grand hall was beautiful. They completely covered the floor in red carpet and fancy ruddy chairs lined up perfectly into five rows, each row had around five dozen chairs.
Red silk curtains hung magnificently along the walls of the room. My eyes settled on the podium; there was a mic and an enormous flat-screen was hoisted on the wall at the front. My eyes followed where the TV was connected. There was a room behind the pulpit.
The guards left us to find our own seats. As soon as they were out of earshot, I spoke. "Ingrid, I think we should sit closest to the exit."
She agreed.
We sat near the doors that said fire escape. It was also next to the bathrooms. Everyone got settled. I noticed a bearded face man standing to the side of the Podium gearing up to go up there. Our eyes locked. There was something dark and dangerous about them.
Could he be the High Lord?
He stepped up on the Podium and the place fell into silence. His heels clicked and clacked against the floor of the Stage. He walked with his hands behind his back. He settled in front of the mic. He attempted to grin, it was nothing less than sinister, sending a chilling feeling down my spine.
Ingrid shifted beside me.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"There's something strange about him - I'm getting a reading from him. There's an unnatural feeling emitting from him. It's making my stomach sick."
"Are you using your powers?"
"Yes, but not enough to bring suspicion - shit! I think I need to use the bathroom." She clutched her stomach with one hand and used the other to rub her temples.
"Are you ok? Do you want me to come with you?"
The lights dimmed, and a spotlight was shone on the man on the platform.
"No, you stay and find out what's happening here. I'll be right back."
She staggered to her feet and went to the door that said restroom. She managed to go unnoticed.
I wondered what Allen would do if I let anything happen to his mate.
He would murder me.
I jumped to my feet, I wanted to check on Ingrid. She was a priority.
As soon as my hand touched the doorknob of the bathroom. A voice boomed over the microphone. "Welcome one and all."
I knew that voice, I heard it so many times before it was hard to forget. "Bernard." My eyes flew to the podium. He sounded like Bernard, but he looked nothing like him.
Bernard had blonde hair like Chastity, this guy had black hair with a green tint to it. He was also way too tall and bulky to be Bernard.
"For those of you who don't know me, I'm Bernard Delaware, and I am here to inform you of the future we have planned for our leagues of hunters. For far too long the Supernaturals have been getting the best of us."
"You've got to be fucking kidding me!" It appalled me. I couldn't believe that this was a hunter's gathering.
Cages hung from the roof occupied by women dancing with snakes clad around their necks, bellies and arms.
Neon lights glimmered off the walls as a disco ball spun in the ceiling. There was a DJ at the turntable playing upbeat songs. He had on a nice suit with eyeliners and black lipstick.
The guests were dancing and having a good time. It was like I was at an adult prom.
"Isn't it always this festive?" Ingrid questioned.
"No, at least not the ones that I've been to before."
I stood there, watching servers pour champagne into stacked glasses.
A few onlookers watched in awe as the chilled beverage drizzled into the glass at the top of the tower until it overflowed, allowing the liquor to trickle down and fill the glasses sitting below.
Belly dancers rushed onto the floor from behind red curtains, dressed in provocative saris showcasing their pierced navels and shimmered boobs.
"Let's split up and see what we can find out," Ingrid suggested.
"Ok, but be careful," I warned before I made my way over to a few people I know.
"Parker, look who's coming over here," Justin chuckled. Justin was the taller one of the two, the one the ladies lean more to. He was wearing blue jeans and a white t-shirt with his signature leather jacket over his shoulder. His blonde ponytail braided neatly down his back.
Parker turned around and grinned when he saw me. "Hey, Gerry, you made it," Parker waved his hand as I conducted my way closer. His round face was riddled with freckles with his dark brown hair parted neatly down the middle. He wore a grey tuxedo that fitted him sufficiently.
"Yes, I did, even though I got a late invite."
"Well, the word from headquarters was that you have been compromised," Justin added.
Fuck! Maybe they learnt I was living at Zander's, the person who they believed to be the demon wolf. But I had to play it cool.
My shoulders tensed. "Compromised - how so?"
"Mr. Delaware said that you were suspected to be colluding with the insubordinate Chastity - word on the street is that she is getting double dicked by werewolf twins," Justin cackled.
Good thing my wolf was passed out, Percy would have been quick to defend Chastity's honour - only if he knew that ship had sunk with the number of times I gave her a cavity check with my dick.
"Yeah. I also heard that her parents are in hiding. Mr. Delaware has a team scouring the continent for them," Parker sighed. "I think he's thinking about having them executed for treason against the High Lord."
"He wouldn't dare, Conrad is his brother and Chastity his niece. I can't believe his heart is that dark," I gasped.
Parker placed a hand on my shoulder. "I know you and Chastity are close or were close, I figured she left you for the werewolf twins, but Bernard Delaware doesn't have a heart."
Shit! Maybe Parker was right.
"Ok, so Bernard knows I used to hang out with Chastity, so I guess he had all right to suspect me of conspiring with her. But what I don't understand is why he changed his mind and send me an invitation last minute?"
"That I don't know my friend," Justin sighed. "Parker, there's Monica and Linda - do you think they're up for some fun?"
"I don't know man, let's go find out," Parker replied.
They excused themselves while I went to find Ingrid. I spotted her getting annoyed by Ricky. He had his arms around her waist, I could tell she was trying her hardest to keep her Ingridness buried.
I walked up and shoved Ricky. "Get away from my date," I growled.
"Ah, Smitty, you never cease to amaze me. How does one guy manage to get such beautiful asses? First, it was Chastity, and now it is this pretty little thing. Go on, tell me your secret - I know, you are an ass eater, aren't you?" He threw his head back and laughed.
I folded my palms into fists. This guy was still mad about me getting Chastity.
"Actually, no. He just has a gigantic cock," Ingrid spoke and Ricky's laugh fell right of his face. He didn't say another word as he stormed off.
"Ingrid, remind me to cook you a meal when we go home."
"I appreciate the gesture, but how about you and Cleo babysit Alvin while I get my pregnant on," she snickered.
"Done," I laughed. "Now what did you find out?"
"Before Ricky came over I overheard a Monica telling a Linda about fucking some tech-nerd around the back a few minutes ago. There she learnt from him that the chairs in the assembly area are rigged with some kind of constricting devices."
"How so, I don't understand."
"I didn't get to hear more because shit-breath Ricky came and disturbed my peace."
"Damn, Chas always told me his breath smelled like ass."
I also told Ingrid about what I learnt.
"Fuck, Gerry, this doesn't feel right."
"No, it doesn't. Look if you want to leave you can, but I am staying. I must find out what the High Lord is planning for the pack's sake."
A white door to the side caught my eyes. I wondered what could be behind it.
"I'm not leaving you, Gerry. I was just gonna say we have to be more Vigilant."
"Right. Ok, stay in this area, I will go look around the back. I just need to get through that door," I pointed to the white door.
"Are you sure that's a good idea? We can go together make it look like we are sneaking off for some sexy time."
"Yes, that makes sense."
Just as I was about to open the door a guard snatched us by the arms. "Where do you two think you're going? This area is off-limits."
"Sorry, we just wanted to go have some alone time," Ingrid stated.
"Well, the assembly is gonna begin, let me escort you guys to the grand hall."
The guards hauled us to the gathering area. The guests were also heading in the same direction. Now I knew I need to see what they were hiding around the back.
Justin and Parker were holding the double doors open for the guest to enter.
The grand hall was beautiful. They completely covered the floor in red carpet and fancy ruddy chairs lined up perfectly into five rows, each row had around five dozen chairs.
Red silk curtains hung magnificently along the walls of the room. My eyes settled on the podium; there was a mic and an enormous flat-screen was hoisted on the wall at the front. My eyes followed where the TV was connected. There was a room behind the pulpit.
The guards left us to find our own seats. As soon as they were out of earshot, I spoke. "Ingrid, I think we should sit closest to the exit."
She agreed.
We sat near the doors that said fire escape. It was also next to the bathrooms. Everyone got settled. I noticed a bearded face man standing to the side of the Podium gearing up to go up there. Our eyes locked. There was something dark and dangerous about them.
Could he be the High Lord?
He stepped up on the Podium and the place fell into silence. His heels clicked and clacked against the floor of the Stage. He walked with his hands behind his back. He settled in front of the mic. He attempted to grin, it was nothing less than sinister, sending a chilling feeling down my spine.
Ingrid shifted beside me.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"There's something strange about him - I'm getting a reading from him. There's an unnatural feeling emitting from him. It's making my stomach sick."
"Are you using your powers?"
"Yes, but not enough to bring suspicion - shit! I think I need to use the bathroom." She clutched her stomach with one hand and used the other to rub her temples.
"Are you ok? Do you want me to come with you?"
The lights dimmed, and a spotlight was shone on the man on the platform.
"No, you stay and find out what's happening here. I'll be right back."
She staggered to her feet and went to the door that said restroom. She managed to go unnoticed.
I wondered what Allen would do if I let anything happen to his mate.
He would murder me.
I jumped to my feet, I wanted to check on Ingrid. She was a priority.
As soon as my hand touched the doorknob of the bathroom. A voice boomed over the microphone. "Welcome one and all."
I knew that voice, I heard it so many times before it was hard to forget. "Bernard." My eyes flew to the podium. He sounded like Bernard, but he looked nothing like him.
Bernard had blonde hair like Chastity, this guy had black hair with a green tint to it. He was also way too tall and bulky to be Bernard.
"For those of you who don't know me, I'm Bernard Delaware, and I am here to inform you of the future we have planned for our leagues of hunters. For far too long the Supernaturals have been getting the best of us."
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