“What transpired?” “He enquired as they proceeded towards the stairwell.” “I cannot perceive either of them.” They could utilise their full wolfen velocity to down the stairs, where they would remain unseen.
“I am uncertain; you granted Greg and his associates the night off, as our presence rendered them unnecessary for the protection of Bella and Nora.”
He may have severely harmed himself for that action. Upon entering the hotel lobby, Maddis immediately detected his Mate’s scent, following it out of the building and down the street, fully aware of their intended destination as indicated by the scent trail.
Followed her for an entire street, almost reaching the coffee house, and then she vanished, rose and inhaled deeply
Inhale; there was an absence, existing solely in this moment and nowhere else.
Similarly, Macky’s also ceased here. No additional detectable odours of extraterrestrial beings were present.
They had been present for several days, during which no unusual occurrences transpired; there were no threats or indications of rogues, and he and Bella had been residing at her flat. Macky and Benzy were present at the hotel.
They would not inform him of anything unusual either. It was incomprehensible to him.
Bella awoke, feeling lethargic and unusual. The ground underneath her was rigid and frigid, emitting a putrid odour. She grimaced while attempting to get from the ground, feeling feeble and disoriented. ‘Tyler?” she enquired of her wolf.
She had a complete absence of connection to her wolf, prompting a surge of panic. Her eyelids abruptly opened as she recognised her disconnection from her wolf. She surveyed her surroundings and discovered herself in a poorly illuminated cell, encircled by bars except for the rear wall; there was no bedding, and she lay on the cold, hard concrete floor.
She saw the ancient stains in the room, rose from the floor, paused to regain her balance, and utilised the wall for support. The cell was around nine by nine feet. She observed the door opposite her, a substantial panel equipped with a latch. “Tyler,” she called within her consciousness, attempting to awaken her wolf. She was unrestrained by silver.
She stood there, attempting to recollect the events that led to her confinement in this cell. The final memory she retained was her walk to a café with Macky. They intended to procure coffees for all individuals located down the street from his hotel. Elena stated that it offered far superior coffee compared to the accommodation. She and Macky decided to proceed down the street to acquire her favoured item.
She massaged her temples while surveying the cell; the poorly illuminated space had further cells along the wall: two to her right, four across the room, and one to her left. Observed Macky in the adjacent cell, reclined on the frigid, soiled floor like she had been. He remained in a state of unconsciousness.
“Macky.” She called to him, hastening to his cell and grasping the bars with one hand in an attempt to touch him. She winced in agony and quickly withdrew her hand; the silver bars were grimy and appeared anything but silver, yet they were indeed silver. They slightly scorched her skin. The abrupt onset of pain reoriented Tyler’s attention to her, perceiving her sneer alongside Bella’s hiss.
She gazed at her palm, observing the inflamed skin—insufficient to cause a scar, yet painful to an excruciating degree. “What is our location?” Tyler growled.
“I am uncertain; what is a cell?” she responded to Tyler. “Macky,” she shouted out to him again. He remained unresponsive.
How? Tyler enquired of her.
“I am uncertain.” Bella exhaled deeply and attempted once more to remember what had transpired. She remained unclear herself.
He recalled strolling with Macky, engaged in cheerful conversation. Luke and Benzy devised a strategy to reunite Nora’s entire family with the pack.
The restaurant was excessively noisy for a discussion, prompting them to return to the hotel to deliberate on a business idea. Elena stated she would prepare coffee for all, but ultimately lacked sufficient supplies. She and Macky volunteered to visit the coffee shop nearby. It remained open.
They had entrusted Luke and Benzy to the three Martinez women to discuss the devised plan. She was strolling along him when he abruptly stumbled, fell to his knees, and then collapsed face-first onto the ground, completely shocking her. She did not comprehend it until a second later, when she knelt beside him and experienced the sharp pain in her side, accompanied by the familiar burn of wolfsbane, and gazed directly at him as the encroaching blackness of oblivion enveloped her.
Subsequently, they awakened in this same cubicle and surveyed their surroundings once again. Shed was unaware of her predicament, nor was Macky, for that matter. Neither of them had detected or perceived any scent whatsoever. Nora was returning to the group to attempt living and working with her in another state for a duration of four weeks, and they had been engaging in cheerful conversation.
