152
JARIS
There were five of them, and they were already waiting in front of the morgue.
The Executioners always had one thing in common–looking scary and intimidating. One look and you’d know you didn’t want to mess with them.
Over time, they’ve been one of the bodies that operated outside the authority of the wolves. Most times, they didn’t need approval to do what they wanted.
“Alpha Jaris,” the one in front dipped his head when I got close, the others imitating his movement. “The name is Cole.”
I nodded before going into the morgue with them.
“I was told that she died here at your party,” Cole said as I led the way.
“That’s correct.”
“Do you have any suspects?”
“I don’t. But I was hoping you would. Because I didn’t invite your partner to my party.”
Reaching the fridge, the body was pulled out by one of the morgue assistants.
These people had been trained to be cold–blooded monsters. If they felt anything for their dead partner in front of them, none of them showed it. Their faces were just as stoic as when they’d come in.
“Lucy,” Cole said what was I was assuming was the lady’s name.
One of the female Executioner stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.
“Cole, look at this. The nail marks.”
The guy also observed it.
We’d seen the marks but didn’t know what it meant.
“Siphon,” he muttered. “She was killed by a Siphon.”
“What?” Another said. “A Siphon was at the party?” This time, they directed their gaze at me.
Well, I was sure they could see the confusion on my face because I sure as hell didn’t know what they were talking about. Why would a Siphon be at my kids‘ party?
“Alpha Jaris, did you know anything about this?” Cole asked.
“If I did, i’d have said so by now.”
“Could it be the same one we’ve been hunting?” Another asked.
“That’ll make sense. Lucy probably had a lead on them which was the reason she came to the party. Then, they killed her to protect their secret.”
“But why didn’t she report the suspicion to us?”
I watched as they deliberated the matter while I exchanged glances with Kael and Nerion. I knew the ‘Siphon‘ the Executioners have been hunting. It was the lady from six years ago. My ‘Princess‘. The one who helped Caden escape.
How was it possible that she was at the kids‘ party? Why would she even come around?
Cold turned to me. “Alpha Jaris, this is a very serious situation. I hope you’ll be willing to cooperate with us. A dangerous person was at your kids‘ party and she needs to be found.”
I nodded. “I also want her found.” And I meant it.
I wanted to understand what she’s been doing. She ran away at the hotel six years ago, only to help my brother escape. And now, she committed murder at my kids party.
Had she been an enemy all along? Have I been fooled by her?
“First, we’ll need a list of all the guests at the party.”
“You’ll get that.”
“And while we’re waiting for that, we’ll need to interrogate everyone present in the pack house, right this moment. It’s also possible the suspect lives here.”
I shook my head. “That’s not possible. If I had a Siphon living with me, I’d have known.”
“With all due respect, Alpha Jaris, in our world, nothing is impossible.”
I gave the go–head for the interrogation. I wouldn’t even know what to do if I discovered the Siphon had been with me this whole time. But they’d sure as hell be sorry.
152
They asked for a list of all the people living with us which we provided. To my surprise, they picked a name at random
“We’d like to start with your mate, please. Lyric Dreadmoor.”
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LYRIC
Jace was with me in the room, assuring me that everything would be fine when Jaris and five unfamiliar people entered
I didn’t need to be told. My guts told me who they were already. The Executioners,
There was just something about their appearances that seemed to give their identities away. Like when someone had this constant stench and aura around them.
Maybe if I wasn’t in so much pain, I’d have ran for the door already, screaming my lungs. My throat ran dry as I watched them make their way in.
They knew it was me, didn’t they? Otherwise they wouldn’t be here.
But Jaris didn’t seem angry. If he knew I was a Siphon and have been hiding under his roof this whole time, I was sure he’d look much worse.
“What’s going on?” Jace stood up, his eyes darting between Jaris and the Executioners.
Jaris ignored him and only looked at me. “They’re asking everyone questions. Don’t worry, it’s just precautionary. I’ve told them to make it quick with you.”
I couldn’t say a word, not even a nod. I could feel beads of sweats forming on my forehead.
What if my nervousness gave me away? I really needed to stop acting this way.
But how was it possible? How could I do that when the very people that’d been after me were right in front of me? They must be angrier now knowing I killed their own. They’d strangle me to death when they learn the truth, and Jaris might not help. No. He might actually feel disgusted by me. I felt doomed.
“Sorry about your condition,” the tallest man amongst them stepped forward. “We’ll try to keep this as brief as possible.” Gods, I couldn’t do this. The Executioners could tell when someone was lying. So, if I do lie–which I have to–I’d be caught. “Seriously, she doesn’t need this.” Jace stepped forward. “Come on, Alpha Jaris. You know she’s been through a lot lately. They should go question someone else. She doesn’t know shit about what happened.”
Jaris only glanced at Jace for a millisecond before looking at me with concern. “Are you really not up for this?”
“Alpha Jaris, please. We’re not saying she’s a suspect here. We just want to see if she knows something from that day that can help with your investigation,” the tall Executioner said in a grumpy tone. It didn’t look like he was ready to take no for an
answer.
Jaris nodded at him, giving him the go–ahead. It looked like he was also eager to get this puzzle solved. “Okay. Ma’am Lyric, are you aware that someone died at the party that was held three days ago?”
It was painful to swallow down my dry throat. I lowered my head as I nodded.
“I’d appreciate if you could look into my eyes while you answer.”
I hesitated. That was the only way he could tell if I was lying or not. But if I didn’t do it, they might actually grow suspicious.
I forced my eyes to meet his. He stretched his hand to a lady behind him who presented him with an iPad. He showed the screen to me, and on it was a picture of the dead Executioner.
You killed her, Lyric.
“Did you see this woman at any point in the party?”
I stared longer at the screen, my heart threatening to explode in my
chest.
If only they didn’t have the ability to detect lies, I would’ve easily denied this. Gotten away with it. But I couldn’t lie. I’d giv myself up.
“Yes,” I replied as I looked him in the eye.
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