Page 41 of Rejected and Pregnant by the Alpha (Forbidden Alpha Kings #52)
Julian
“What?” I ask, my mouth agape. Did I just hear her correctly?
“I said I want you to find my mate,” the female hunter repeats, her gaze falling to her lap.
“Hold up,” Theta Aidan says, pushing off from the wall and coming to stand beside me, looking equally confused.
“You have a mate?”
The hunter nods, her head dropping as she looks at her lap. I take a deep breath, confirming that she is completely human. My frown deepens, and I wonder if this is a ploy to garner sympathy from us.
“Tell us how you have a mate, and I’ll consider it,” I answer, sensing the flicker of desperate hope seeping from her body.
“Okay, but I need to tell you how I found him first,” she readily agrees, and I motion for her to continue, Theta Aidan crossing his arms with a look of distrust on his face.
“You see, I was born into a hunter family in Timmins, Ontario. Although I went to school like normal humans do, I was trained after school to hunt and kill vampires and werewolves,” she begins to explain, her eyes welling with tears again.
“My father was the leader of our Hunters Association up there, but he wanted more power, so he arranged a marriage between me and Steven, the man you killed last night. When I turned eighteen, I was sent to him, and we were married before I could even object.”
I frown, making a mental note to send some spies to Timmins and see if they can locate this Hunters Association while I wait for her to compose herself.
“After the wedding night, I was put in charge of intake. Steven wasn’t just killing werewolves and vampires but also capturing them and selling them to the highest bidder.
That’s how I met Nelson. He was a rogue who was captured while trying to find a pack.
The bond hit instantly, and I didn’t know until then that a human could be fated to a wolf.
” Her voice quivers, and the hunter tries her best to wipe away her tears with the casts on her arms but winces from the pain.
Without thinking, I take out the handkerchief in my pocket and gently wipe her tears, which seems to shock her.
“Thank… thank you,” she stutters, looking embarrassed. “He was one of the rogues on the semi-truck that caused the accident yesterday. I told him I would create a situation so he could run away and find help. I didn’t think a pack would be so close to where the accident happened.”
I sigh, looking to Theta Aidan, who nods, understanding my thoughts.
“All of the rogues are in our pack infirmary under strict watch. I can see if your Nelson is there,” he says, the hunter instantly brightening.
“Could you? If he is there and healing, then I will tell you everything I know about Steven’s operation and where to find it,” she says, hope filling her voice.
The room goes quiet as Theta Aidan’s eyes glaze over, mind-linking a member of his pack. After a few minutes, his lips spread into a smile and his eyes refocus.
“Nelson is there. He has been asking about a ‘female hunter,’ and I guess that’s you,” he says, the woman crumbling into her seat with relief.
“He is safe,” she mutters with a sigh. “We will help you and Nelson as long as you tell us everything you know about the Hunters Association that this Steven ran,” I state, taking a deep breath.
Without hesitation, the female hunter begins to describe where we can find the headquarters for their association, explaining the security protocols in detail.
I look at Theta Aidan, wondering if he is going to write anything down, but he points to the ceiling, and I notice a camera aimed directly at the chair the woman is sitting in.
Grinning, I proceed to ask specific questions, like how many people were in their association, what their prison was like, and if there were any traps we should be aware of.
It took about two hours, but by the time the woman provided us with all the information she could, Theta Aidan had heard that Nelson was asking if he could see his mate.
Conflicted by this request, I pulled Theta Aidan aside where the woman couldn’t hear us and asked what he thought.
For a moment, he hesitated but then agreed that he could take the woman to the infirmary with another warrior if I wanted to go eat lunch upstairs in the dining hall.
Looking back at the woman, I tell him to be careful before leaving the interrogation room and climbing the steps.
I can hear the male hunter in his cell demanding to be fed, but I ignore him.
After being told he was this Steven’s right-hand man who took pleasure in torturing and raping she-wolves, I figured it would be best to let him rot in his cell.
Right now, I want to see Hannah and Saben and make sure my son is okay after yesterday’s ordeal.