The Were CEO's Secret

Chapter Eighty - Veni ut puella, vulpecula.

(At the Mountain)

Nathan and Jarma walked back to the car with fallen shoulders. Things had taken an unexpected turn for Nathan.

First, the elder wolves weren't there but a message was left that said 'Their Alpha had taken them'.

Secondly, Leo informing them that Johnson discovered him, meaning no one to tell them if his next moves.

And finally, Jarma opening up to him that he knew his identity as a werefox and Johnson knew to, leaving Luciana next to know.

It seemed the moon goddess finally caught up with him, or was it the spirit of his sister's dead mate that was punishing him. All his plans and days of happiness were crashing now.

Jarma glanced at Nathan's depressed face as they drove back. He brought up a topic to lighten the mood. "I didn't think Johnson is smart." Nathan shrugged but stayed mute not responding. An emptiness struck him, as he drove. Like a void that can't be replaced, a void like death.

As he thought on it, another feeling of pain, fear and a bombardment of anger beclouded on him.

"I am not sure but I feel something is happening at the pack. I'm feeling pain, fear and anger all at once." He said to Jarma.

Jarma smirked. "Yeah, I hear Werefoxes can feel their loved ones emotions, that's actually cool."

Nathan rolled his eyes. Why did he accept to him that he was a werefox? "I'm serious, this fear isn't mine... it's... something bad."

He drove faster, crossing the speed limit but he didn't mind, he was at a country road.

Something hellish had happened. That can't be undone, he didn't even know who to call to check on.

"Hey, slow down. What could go wrong? Johnson wouldn't be dumb to attack the pack when Luciana is there." Jarma assured.

It wasn't at the least assuring for Nathan. A beep sound from Nathan's phone made him sigh, unwilling to answer it.

"Who is it?"

"Stephanie, but I'm not in the mood." He replied, sternly.

Jarma picked it up, infuriating him but the words he heard made him dumbstruck.

"Mr. Nathan, someone took Stephanie!" it was one of the twins, he didn't know who from their voices. "It was a big lady with red eyes."

Jarma and Nathan looked at themselves in confusion. What kind of description was that?

"Nathan." It was Mrs. Ernest. "A lady took my daughter and said this. 'veni ut puella, vulpecula." It's Latin and I know that lady. She is your sister, Former CEO Luciana."

(trans: come get your girl, little fox.)

Nathan's face fell. Luciana had thought his Latin as their code language when they were younger. She took Stephanie? And called him a little fox?

He stopped the car, it was over. Johnson must have told her everything. He grunted in frustration, banging his head on the stirring.

Jarma sighed in exhaustion. He placed the phone on his ears so the woman wouldn't hear Nathan's outbursts.

"Okay, okay, Ma'am. Yes, hi, I'm Nathan's friend. Don't worry, we'd bring back Stephanie. Yes, yes. Bye. And don't call the police." He hung up.

"And how'd we do that?" Nathan snapped, getting out of the car and slapping it shut.

Jarma ran out after him. "Chill, your sister is just angry. She won't kill her yet..."

"Yes, I know. She'd kill me, she wants me to come so she'd kill me!" Nathan spoke through clenched jaw.

There was nothing he could do to escape it. He couldn't leave Stephanie there, he had to get her back. And the moment he'd get there, he was almost sure he won't be leaving alive. Jarma clenched his fists, chewing on his lower lips. This was preposterous, why was Johnson attacking now? He snapped his fingers.

"Nathan, you said you felt something happening in the pack. What if it's true? Luciana isn't there so Johnson would attack."

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A tear rolled down Nathan's eyes and he wiped it out. If that was right then many pack members would die because of him.

"Look," Jarma faced him. "No time to sulk, if you don't arrive on time, Stephanie dies. We'd tell Luciana that Johnson is playing with her while he attacked her pack."

"I have to get close to say that, and I wouldn't survive." Nathan turned away.

"Snap out of this." Jarma hit his chest. "Do you want Stephanie to die? Do you want your mom, Garcia, Reina and all to die? Then let's go!"

Jarma tore the car door open. Nathan breathed in and out, and got into the car. No matter what, he had to get back Stephanie, for her family. And tell his sister of Johnson's manipulation, even if he died, at least she'd return to save her people. "Jarma, I need you to promise me." Jarma gave him a quick glance then looked back at the road, he was speeding. "Yes, what?"

"Make sure to save Stephanie, if I can't escape, don't come back for me. Just make sure you get Stephanie out."

Jarma gave him a quick glance again. "That'd be my last resort. But sure, I promise to get her out no matter what." (At the Graveyard)

She coughed before spreading her eyes open. Why was her neck hurting like crazy? And where was she?

She tried moving before realizing her hands where tied. She looked around. Why was she in a graveyard.

"Stephanie, hi." A sultry voice came to her ears. Stephanie raised her head up and saw a dark figure, or was it a person on all black.

Her eyes were blurry. "I don't know if you know, but I've had lots of people hit me in my head, I don't recommend you hitting me there again." The figure walked closer and Stephanie's mouth fell. "Alpha Luciana?" so it wasn't a dream.

"But, why did you kidnap..."

The Alpha sped-walk to her, Stephanie's words hung in her throat. "I am using you to get my brother to come here. I need to perform a ritual."

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Her senses clicked and she glared at Luciana.

"You want to kill your brother cos you realized he's a fox, don't you?"

Luciana smiled. Even his little girlfriend knew. It seemed she was the only one not let on the secret. She nodded, slowly.

"That way, I can enjoy my sleep at night, knowing the last fox there was, is dead."

Stephanie scoffed. She was really dumb to be an Alpha. Werewolves were becoming annoying to her. "You disgust me, Luciana!"

Luciana's head shot up, glowing red as she called her name without honorifics. "How dare you!"

She didn't know the part that annoyed her more. The girl speaking with no honorifics or she saying she disgusted her.

"You feel it's wrong to kill someone you love, well his people killed someone I loved." She pointed at her mate's grave where Stephanie was tied to.

Stephanie was repelled to know that she was tied to the grave of Luciana's mate. And did she love Nathan? She brushed the conflicting thoughts aside.

"As you said, it was 'his people' that killed your mate. And you've already killed lots of them, why'd you kill your own brother also?"

Luciana clenched her fists. The girl wasn't understanding her, was she?

Her words rung in her head, trying to form meaning but her wolf's growl scattered it. She didn't want to listen to reason. She just wanted to kill the fox she couldn't kill. "Stephanie, Nathan dies and that's final."

Stephanie rolled her eyes. "Of course, you're a murderer, you'd even kill your own brother for a dead mate!"

The Alpha growled, charging at Stephanie with her claws shot out. A loud snarl stopped her from making a blow at her.

She smirked, turning to the fox prancing towards her. "Oh, welcome, little fox, you were right on time."