Chapter 39: Chapter 39

" So here it is."

Greg had just gotten out of his car when his assistant came to him.

They were in front of an old, dilapidated, and abandoned building that had been reported for suspicious movements of strange people. It is true that the city contained its dark side and that the glamorous and futuristic side of the Capital City was not its only face.

There were also the lowlands, the disreputable and frequentable places where certain black market activities, trafficking of all kinds, and the most atrocious crimes were committed.

But this was also the territory under the Soul Moons and there had been reports of strange phenomena.

The city of Capital City is not what we can call a peaceful and uneventful city, it's not really brilliant as an image. Even if he is the leader of the Alliance of the Clan of the Lycanthropes of this city, each pack is free to carry out its activities provided that it does not hinder the balance with the other creatures and the humans who populate this city.

And it's up to him to make sure of it.

It was reported to him that for the past few days, strange disappearances have been happening on his territory and investigations have led to this strange, gloomy place.

It really pisses him off to have to use his weekend for such sordid stories, but he made a promise to himself by becoming the Alpha of Soul Moon, to ensure that his pack would never again be as miserable as when his father was the Alpha.

It really pisses him off to have to use his weekend for such sordid stories, but he made a promise to himself by becoming the Alpha of Soul Moon, to ensure that his pack would never again be as miserable as when his father was the Alpha.

He took off his sunglasses, placing his silver mask over his face as his assistant spoke.

" Master here has been reported strange scents. According to our scouts, this is absolutely not normal and has nothing to do with normal lycanthrope pheromones."

Greg frowned before stiffening, looking around as if stung by an arrival.

" A problem."

" You will soon know."

At the same time, two people appeared from opposite directions. To his right was a woman and to his left was a man. His assistant warned as Greg asked him to calm down.

" But what do we have here? Isn't it the almighty Alpha of Soul Moon?"

The red-haired woman gasped as Greg just stared at her, greeting her.

" Nice to see you again Aisha."

She smiled as the other man cleared his throat.

" Am I not entitled to the same civilities, dear Alpha of Soul Moon?"

Greg turned his expressionless gaze to the blond man and just spoke.

" Hello Duke Vangard"

These two people, were the dean of the witches and their leader even if she seemed very young and the man was none other than the master of the bats of Capital City.

Greg remained quiet for a moment, it was not common for Clan leaders to meet like this, especially if some find themselves voluntarily on the territory of others without authorization or without having reported it in advance.

Since the three Clans had signed a peace treaty with an unspoken rule of non-aggression, they all lived in peace, each watching the other from a distance.

But they should never violate each other's territory, which could lead to a new war.

Despite his age, Greg is not someone thoughtless, he prefers to understand before attacking especially since the two people in front of him have already lived for more than a century. Despite his apparent immaturity, Duke Vangard knows the rules of their treaty. As for Aisha, she is almost sixty years old despite her appearance which makes her twenty, and of the three she is the wisest.

If it had only been the Duke, he would have thought of a transgression but if Aisha is also present, it is because what is happening here has been serious enough for her to break through the rules and prevent him not of its introduction into its territory.

" Well, I would like to know why I am worth the privilege of seeing two heads of Clans in this dismal place?"

Aisha was there first to speak, pulling the rug out from under Duke Vangard who began to ruminate.

"First of all, I want to apologize, Master Grantz, but I couldn't do otherwise. I dreaded the fact that if I give you advance notice, I'll lose track of the person I'm tailing or that they'll be notified in advance and run away."

" What impertinence... how dare you…"

Greg restrained his assistant who had lost his temper at Aisha's words. Indeed, the latter implied that she is looking for a criminal in her Clan who could have ties with the Soul Moon. A very serious accusation that could weaken relations between the two Clans.

" What do you mean by that, please?"

" Lately, many young sisters have been missing, their tracks leading to your territory. It seemed very strange to me especially since I asked several times to meet you but it always ended in a non-receipt. So I certainly thought wrongly that you were hiding something and once I had the trail of this person responsible for these kidnappings, I did not want to take any risks. Forgive my impertinence if it was a mistake on my part."

Greg frowned. He was never made aware that Aisha wanted to meet him. He already knew he had traitors hidden within the pack itself but at this point.

Another reason to hide Sophia for now.

He's not going to tell Aisha about it just yet to find out who exactly she sent this missive to. It could be a bad move on his part if the other Clans find out that in his own pack, he doesn't control everything.

" I see... I will take the appropriate measures."

Then turning to the Duke he spoke.

" I guess that this is also your case?"

The Duke sniffled before nodding. Greg didn't know what was going on exactly, but he was definitely going to put his finger on it and that meant capturing this miscreant who was hiding in this building.

" Well and if we were going to find the answers to all our questions?"

Aisha and Duke Vangard nodded before deciding to go up to meet the crux of it all.