Chapter 62 Grandly Fucked

~Rigel~

“You stink,” said Andrix as he covered his nose with a hand. He’d been constantly complaining about my scent that I was entertaining the thought of going ahead of him or using him as bait. The latter sounded more reasonable if I didn’t need him to get in.

“Did you take at least take a shower?” he asked, making a gagging sound.

I spun around and gave him a death glare. I couldn’t smell myself. I knew going rogue would make me stink, but he didn’t have to rub it in my face! I didn’t need a constant reminder that I was now alone.

He put his arms up in surrender and grinned. “I’ll stop.”

“How do we get in?” I asked, resuming my pace.

The Blue Moon Pack was located at the most advantageous vantage point – from all directions, the surrounding areas were visible for at least a kilometer. The woods hid most of it, but at least half a kilometer from their pack was a clearing.

Rogues stayed away from their pack, and the few dumb enough to breach their territory, well… they got what they asked for, or so the rumors say.

It was what I needed Andrix for. He knew another way in, a safer alternative from alerting every warrior of the pack miles away. I must’ve been insane to agree with Alpha Emery without proof of this secret entrance – maybe I wasn’t – desperate sounded more appropriate. After years, it was the closest shot I got to get my revenge. I could’ve talked Salina into helping me, but my guts told me she was a part of the whole thing, and my instincts had never proved me wrong.

Right now, it was telling me to turn back. I’d follow it, but this could be my only chance. I wasn’t about to turn back now that I was this close.

“Let’s see…,” he said, looking around.

“We’re almost at their borders. We can’t let any of their patrols see us.”

There was something wrong here. He seemed too… relaxed. On the way here, he purposefully slowed down his pace and we kept stopping as he tried to remember where to go. I wasn’t told everything.

“Rain.”

“I’m here,” he replied.

In case Andrix pulled something off, we’d be ready to take him on. His Alpha wanted Myron dead and he, himself had a good reason too. All I had to do for them was to find a way to get Anna to leave the pack so they could get her back.

Myron’s men almost killed Carson. If I wasn’t mistaken, the Black Mist Pack had betrayed Myron then. I doubt Andrix was oblivious. There must be a reason he hadn’t made a move to off me just yet. When I lost consciousness from breaking the links, he could’ve killed me then but didn’t.

I smiled inwardly. What did it matter? If I die tonight, at least I’d be with Maya.

And my pack wouldn’t be involved in any of these. My actions were my own.

“This way,” he said, going to the left. “The Blue Moon Pack don’t have patrols. Not tonight.”

I raised a brow.

“How do you know?”

I slowed down to maintain a few meters from him.

“They’re expecting a guest. Alpha told me while you were getting your beauty sleep.”

He turned another left, and now we were getting even closer to the border. “I don’t know who it is.”

Andrix stopped just before the clearing that surrounded their base. It was a straight path to death. “It should be… right around here.”

“There’s nothing here,” I said, growling.

Trees then a clearing. No secret entrance insight.

“That’s what they want you to think.”

There were two trees in front of him, their tops arching to meet at the center, branches intertwined. He raised a hand between their trunks, and my eyes went wide as his hand was suddenly gone. He pulled back his arm and there it was again.

“What is that?” I asked.

“A portal of some sort?” he replied. “Alpha warned of a witch. We can’t be sure this leads to inside, so if you want to back out, this is a good time.”

“What about you?”

He grinned, easing his right arm between the trees, into what seemed like an invisible door, up to the elbow.

“Magic…,” he said, voicing my thoughts.

I had an idea as to who it might be – the same witch who poisoned Liam. Myron had the guts to dishonor an Alpha Duel. He didn’t deserve any respect for his name. I’d dealt with a witch before by smacking him in the head.

How should I deal with this bitch?

“What do we do about the witch?” I asked casually.

He pulled his arm back then shrugged. “I don’t know. I don’t have experience with witches. Do you?”

I sighed.

“Guess we’ll just have to wing it.”

“Are you fucking with me?”

He grinned. “You and I both know the chances of getting out of here alive. I warned you, didn’t I?”

Right. If I wasn’t ready for this, I wouldn’t have left everything behind me. It was all in or nothing and I made my choice.

“You don’t have to tell me twice.”

“Good,” he said, disappearing into the portal.

I gulped a lump in my throat before touching where it should be. Wet and squishy – it felt disgusting. I watched as my arm got into the other side of my shoulder, then took a look around me before joining him.

I pushed through something like cold slime. It covered me from head to toe and for a split second, I couldn’t breathe. Then I found myself standing on the other side with Andrix looking at me with an amused face.

“You took your sweet time,” he commented.

“Scared to die alone?” I replied and he chuckled.

The glass walls showed a wide lawn, the sprinklers on.

“Where are we?”

“I’m guessing… his house,” he said, opening his arms wide as if welcoming me into it.

The lights were on. Did we stand in the middle of a living room or maybe a reception area? It had nothing but a potted plant on a corner and around the sofa.

This was far from what I expected. Something was off here. There were no guards, and the house felt empty. Adrenaline coursed through my veins and I could feel the small hairs at the back of my neck stand. We were being watched. I couldn’t point out which direction, but it was there – that weird eerie feeling.

“You thinking what I’m thinking?” asked Andrix as he went behind me, our backs to each other.

It suddenly occurred to me that I didn’t bother to ask a very important question.

“How’d you know about the portal?”

“Ugh…” He groaned then he fell to the ground, a dart on his neck.

Shit!

Before I could react, I felt a prick on my neck. I pulled it out and my feet swayed as my surroundings spun. Lightheaded, with sleep pulling me, I laid face flat on the hardwood floor.

“Hello, cuz,” said a voice that accompanied a pair of red heels that came into view. I tried to speak but it was like I lost the ability to move a single muscle.

“Sleep. Your brothers will join you soon,” she said, a hint of excitement in her voice.

No… what… they…

“It’ll be a family reunion!”

She kept talking but I couldn’t hear her. With thoughts of my brothers getting captured, I closed my eyes.