MEL:
I'm stunned still trying to mentally process the information uttered by the woman in front of me. I don't know exactly what I feel at the moment and much less how to behave about this discovery.
I feel a firm, gentle hand protectively place me behind it, taking control as if about to attack.
— You... I'm going to kill her in the most brutal and bloody way possible, disgusting creature— Atlas practically growls the sentence in between grunts, making animalistic sounds when he completes it.
Even without reaction, I manage to pull, with great difficulty, my companion to a corner of the place, trying somehow to keep his attention on me.
— Atlas, love, I need you to listen to me— I say hastily, having to hold her face with both hands so she doesn't look at Louise and lose control— I know she made a terrible mistake, but this woman is very important for us to find out who's really behind all of this, we need answers and she's the only one who can give us that— I'm as sincere as possible in uttering every word.
I don't care one bit that she's probably listening, I want her to say everything she knows and if it's not for good it will be for bad.
I hope it's bad— I think bitterly feeling a huge urge to inflict pain on that woman.
— Let's hear it, but I can't guarantee I'll be able to control myself for long— I nod knowing he's making a lot of effort not to let his wolf take over.
I leave my partner where we were and put myself back in front of the woman I now know was one of those responsible for keeping me away from those I love.
But why would she do that?
— Why didn't you kill me when you had the chance?— I question something that inevitably made me very curious.
— You were just a child, is kidnapping still going, now killing her?— she grumbles, seeming exasperated just imagining— I'm bad, I've done many bad things that I'm not proud of in anything, but committing the inhuman crime of killing a baby is enough— some of that hate I was feeling towards her ends up evaporating, not that I like her, ever, but I feel like she feels really bad about everything she's done.
— And you expect me to feel sorry for you? That you try to forget everything that happened simply because you seem a little sorry?— I ask ironically.
— No, no, quite the contrary, the only thing I want is to try to do the right thing at least once in my life— sighs— I intend to say everything I know, now I have nothing left to lose but my miserable life — laughs, a haunting sound when remembering that he lost his beloved.
I sit back in the chair, cross my feathers and look up into those dark, bitter eyes, showing that whatever I have to say I will take it impersonally, keeping the edge cold.
— I don't know what you're waiting for to start— I arched an eyebrow as a sign that the whole litany was getting tired of me.
— Albert was working for a man, someone far superior to him, powerful and influential— his voice sounds distant, going back in time— and it was this man who organized his kidnapping, this man who unfortunately seems to be closer than ever to you— his last words puzzle me.
Who is this man?
— They said that the kidnapping was due to the vampires being afraid of a possible union of the wolves, fear of us becoming even stronger— I say suspiciously.
— That was the excuse they gave, but the vampires allied with him because, as I said, he was strong, and therefore could help with business— he says as if it were obvious.
— And what would be the real reason for this man to have done what he did?— I finally ask what we all want to know.
— The only thing I know is that someone from your Mel family seems to have hurt and deceived in an extremely deep way a person very dear to the man Albert worked for, making her kill herself with grief, thus creating a feeling of resentment and revenge on the mastermind of his kidnapping.
Would anyone in my family have hurt someone else's feelings so deeply that they took their own life? Am I supposed to believe that or is this woman up to something?
As if reading my stunned thoughts, my male approaches taking matters into his own hands.
— And who is this male? If he wants revenge then come straight to me and we'll handle this situation male to male— he thumps his chest showing his dominance, and I know it's wrong, very wrong under the circumstances, but I felt a certain wetness between my legs seeing him like this form.
I bite my lip, shifting uncomfortably in my chair, trying to somehow disguise how much my partner messes with me.
— I don't know who he is, to tell you the truth I know very little about him, just a few things that I ended up hearing when Albert was on the phone with him— Louise's gaze is crestfallen, probably not bearing to keep her gaze up to him. the supreme.
— And what else do you know? I need something more concrete, to have at least something that can help in the search for this bastard— Atlas is nervous, as both his face and his fists are clenched.
— What I do know is that he is someone close to you and that he hasn't been asking Albert for help with his dirty jobs for a long time, it's like he's suddenly put the hate he feels aside— he speaks thoughtfully — or was trying to redeem himself...
— Clark— calls the boy and I finally remember that he was also in the room— I'm going to need your help with some investigations, but first take that leech to prison, the place that people like her should never have left— he says without showing any emotion as he helps me up and we head back to the car.
First I take one last look at the woman who ruined part of my life and who, as bad as it was, may be trying to pay for her sins and seek redemption.
— We need to find out first who in your family is the person that female was referring to— he says suddenly starting the car and heading back to our house.
— Do you have someone in mind?— I even ask because I have many relatives that I still don't know, and that he already had more contact than I did.
— No, nobody fucking crosses my mind— complains squeezing the steering wheel.
I place one of my hands on her leg as a form of nurturing and offer her a small smile.
— Let's find this person and find out everything behind this whole story— I say calmly, still caressing him— now all we need is a good bath— I finish raising my hand a little more, feeling the volume graduating.
— Damn, this is what the hell we need right now— he mutters through his teeth taking a deep breath— I felt your female scent flooding my senses in that shed, I almost went crazy— he says running a hand nervously through his hair.
I end up blushing when I see that no matter how discreetly I tried to appear, he noticed my little moment of "discomfort" there.
— Did you think I hadn't noticed?— he asks giving a sideways smile as if he read my thoughts— dear, everything you do doesn't go unnoticed by me, your smell then— inhale deeply— damn, it's impossible not notice that female smell, my female.
I feel a heat taking over my body, especially when he places one of his hands on the inside of my legs, giving a firm and instigating grip, as a promise that we have a long day ahead.
I can't wait to get home— I think, feeling my hormones kick in more and more.