Chapter 627

"Oh, I know, Dear. My grandson comes home at late hours and always looks so

tired," she sighed. "You know if there's anything you need, I'm here. I might be

old, but I can still fight."

I realized that this old woman wore a gamma tattoo proudly on her arm, and I

raised my brows. She was a gamma warrior?

"I don't doubt that," Lucy giggled before straightening up, following the sound of

my throat clearing loudly. There was no time for small talk or catching up with an

old friend; I needed to find Judy. "Speaking of your grandson, is he home?"

She shook her head, a small frown marring her wrinkled features. Her eyes finally

found mine, and I saw the nerves clouding her vision.

"Is everything okay?" She asked, her eyes fixed back on Lucy's face. "With

Spencer, I mean?"

Lucy looked over her shoulder at me and then turned back to Carol.

"We aren't sure," she admitted. "But it's better if we find him sooner or later. He

took off with someone, and we need to find her."

Her brow furrows.

"He left with a woman?" She asked. "Oh heavens... please tell me it wasn't Judy

Montague."

Did everyone in this pack know of his obsession with Judy and not think for a

second that she should know about it? Or maybe Judy did know about it and just

didn't care.

The thought made me feel sick to my stomach, but I pushed the bile down and

narrowed my eyes at Carol.

"We need to know where he could have brought her. She's not at home and she's

not here. Is there anywhere else he would have taken her?" I asked, my tone

leaving no room for arguments.

She stared at me for a moment, probably weighing her options and trying to figure

out my intentions.

"You have to promise me you won't hurt him," she said slowly. She's the first

person, besides Judy, who can look me directly in the eyes while my Lycan aura

radiates so strongly. She must be an incredibly powerful wolf.

"I can't promise that," I say honestly. "If he touched her... if she's hurt in any way,

your grandson's blood will be on my hands. But if you cooperate, I'll try to make it

less painful and quicker. That's the best you're going to get."

I didn't have time to feel bad; she winced at my words, and Lucy stared at me with

her mouth agape like she couldn't believe I just said that to an old woman.

Carol swallowed, and I knew from the look in her eyes that she wasn't going to

argue with me, so she nodded.

"He had a cabin 10 miles south of

here," she said slowly. "It's in the

rogue district. If you follow the road

to the fork and then go down the

pathway, accessible by car, on the

right side of the road. A mile in, you'll

find a gathering of trees that almost

look like a wall. Drive around it and

you'll find a cabin hidden in the

darkest corner away from the eyes

of the road. It's his hideout."

"He has a hideout in the rogue district?" Lucy asked, raising her brows.

She nodded.

"He found it when he was a little boy.

He ran off after a particularly badnoveldrama

fight with his parents. He needed

space and was gone before anyone

could blink. Apparently, he made it to

the rogue district, and he fought off

all of them, scaring them away from

that section. He was young, but

fierce and powerful, and they knew it

right away. Though he was too

young to have a wolf, he had been a

trained fighter his whole young life

and was exceptionally skilled. Plus,

they knew better than to mess with

someone from a pack, so that

helped as well. They left that cabin

and that area alone ever since."

"How do you know about this?" I asked skeptically. "Are you sure this place is

real?"

She nodded.

"Yes, he showed me himself. I was against it at first, obviously, but I saw how at

ease he was compared to when he's home with his parents. Who was I to take

that away from him? Everyone needs an escape... the cabin was his."

"And you think he brought Judy to this cabin?" I asked.

"If he's not at her place or here... then yes. That's the only other place he'd think

to go," she replied.

Just as I was about to turn and head towards the cabin, I heard screaming from a

distance, followed by growling. Gunshots went off, and the sounds of shifting

roamed through the streets, reaching my ears in seconds.

"What's going on?" Lucy asked.

I looked around, smelling something

that made my stomach coil. I heard

more gunshots and more shifting

there was screaming and running

going on all around us, though we

could barely see anything through

the gunpowder and dirt that was

filling the pack.

"Holy shit," Carol whispered, her eyes wide as she pointed in the distance.

I turned, and my eyes narrowed when I saw what she was looking at.

Rogues.

They were all running towards the pack.

And there was a shit ton of them.