Chapter 17 What These Threats Meant
Chapter 17 What These Threats Meant
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I paved the entire length of the massive bedroom I was occupying for the duration of the pack event, and it already seemed too small with the way my frame ate up the space.
I was at a loss, and what I hated the most aside from not being with the mother of my child and my daughter right now, was being stuck.
“Even after you asked around, nobody had any idea of who it could have come from?”
Jace stood in the corner of the room, eyeing me cautiously as I paced.
“No,” he replied, shaking his head.
“I just have to think about who could have a problem with me from this pack.”
Jace snorted, and I growled at him angrily, so he quickly cleared his throat and regained his composure..
“That would be half of the pack members here, Aidan,” he said.
I racked my brain, but I couldn’t come up with anything meaningful.
“It could be Collin,” I muttered, feeling my blood boil from under my skin as I stormed the room to my bedside drawer and yanked it open to pull out the letter that was sent to my home office.
The fucker who dared to threaten me had the address to my house.
“Do you think he wants to carry out something in Attica while we’re here in Vermont?” Jace asked with wide eyes.
I grinned, but worry simmered under my smile. “He could try. I left the pack in capable hands, so they’ll have a shitload of fun at it. Besides, I could easily snap his neck if I find out about something of that nature.”
Jace ran a hand down his face with a tired sigh, and I paused to rethink. He had been working non–stop to get the sender’s identity, and I hadn’t even considered that he hadn’t had any time to himself on this trip.
It was for work, yes, but that didn’t mean one of us should die at it.
“Take tomorrow off. You should treat yourself,” I said to him. “This pack has a bunch of idiots,” I cursed, referring to Alpha Collin, “but they know how to keep their guests entertained.”
Jace’s smile genuinely reached his eyes as he nodded, and I grunted in response.
“You know, I could have some more ideas or know who better to reach for information if I knew exactly what these threats were,” Jace said, causing me to squeeze the paper in my hand a little tighter.
“There’s no need for that,” I replied curtly, but it was evident in my tone that asking a second time wouldn’t bode well for Jace.
Jace was one of my most loyal confidants and the closest thing I had to a friend. I trusted him with my life, and he was even privy to some of the things that were stated about me in the message, but the lesser the number of people who knew about the specifics, the better.
“I didn’t mean any offense,” he said, bowing his head in respect.
“I know that, and I didn’t take any. It’s just that I’d prefer to keep this as small as possible,” I said.
“Understood, Alpha.”
I stared at the letter one more time before returning it to its position in the box, angry that another day had passed in Vermont pack where I didn’t get a clue as to what this was.
“Okay, I think I have a crazy thought,” Jace exclaimed, and my eyes snapped to him.
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Chapter 17 What These Threats Meant
“Well, out with it,” I urged.
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Jace took a deep breath to steady himself before he went on. “What if the sender didn’t actually want you to come to Vermont pack, but needed you here?”
“I’m not sure I follow,” I admitted with a single shake of my head.
“It could be that they didn’t mean the threats, but they just needed your presence, and that was the only way they knew how to get you here.”
I let the meaning of his words settle, and holy freaking mother of the moon.
My mind fired at a thousand kilometers per second as I thought about how I could have missed that. How did I not think of this?
It could be.
“But the person had to be close enough to know the right things to write,” I said.
“Or good enough,” Jace shrugged.
The implication of this changed the trajectory of everything once I realized that maybe, just maybe, I didn’t receive those threats because I was in danger, but because my presence was needed in Vermont pack.
And why?
I freaking have a kid here.
“But who?” Jace voiced out, and I swallowed thickly.
I still hadn’t told him about Nadia, or just how far back my relationship with Tara went, so I had to dismiss him at this point.
“Thank you, Jace. I have meetings lined up from now till dark,” I said, checking my watch. “Why don’t you start up on that leave right now?”
Jace nodded and gave me a silent acknowledgment with a bow before he exited the room and the hotel suite altogether.
“Was it Tara?” I voiced out my thoughts after I was sure Jave wasn’t around anymore.
Who else could it have been? And who else could have wanted me to be aware of Nadia’s existence if not her?
The only other people who could have known certain of those details about me were either back at Attica pack, or… or dead.
That thought slammed into me like bricks, taking me on an unpleasant ride back to many years ago.
I quickly shook it off, forcing it to the back of my mind like I had learned how to. Like I had been forced to.
It couldn’t have been Tara. She was the one person who was eager for me to return to Attica pack.
My mind was in a maze, and I couldn’t see any way out.
So for the next couple of hours, I filled my head with work to help me forget, even if only for a while.
I reached out to the head managers of as many of my small companies as I could to get intel on how the markets were progressing.
My larger producing companies weren’t left out.
Lastly, I reached out to the people I left in charge of my pack just to make sure that things were okay, and that I hadn’t been thrown off track to later meet an attack on my people.
I checked the time, and it was far spent, but before I retired for the day, or went out again to seek Tara or Nadia, I had one final alliance meeting with the other Alphas in attendance, and that prick, Collin.
I said a quick prayer for strength, hoping that I didn’t strangle him before this event ended.
