RAMON’S POV

I was discussing with Liam, and Blane, when the guards I ordered to search for Moon after Blane said he couldn’t find him, returned.

They entered my office on my command, and instantly bowed, their heads lowered in respect as the door clicked shut behind them.

"What’s the news?" I asked, my voice low but sharp, leaning forward in my chair.

Peter, the green eyed wolf answered ahead of the beach blonde.

"We went to Sonia’s house like you asked us. She opened the door, and said you ordered her not to let anyone in when we asked to search round the house. We didn’t want to go against your orders, so we left."

I sucked in my breath in heavy annoyance, my fingers tightening on the arm of the chair until the wood creaked.

Moon was definitely in Sonia’s house. She was hiding him. Hiding him from me, because she knew I wanted him that bad.

She knew I wanted his head on a platter, and because she was mad at me, she’d do everything to protect him.

"Leave!" I ordered, dragging the words between my lower teeth.

They bowed, and turned to their heels in sync, their footsteps fading quickly down the hall.

Blane sensing exactly what I needed, poured me a glass of whiskey, the amber liquid glinting in the light.

I downed it, and it burned my chest so well, the heat spreading through my veins like fire.

"She has him!" I said, right after I dropped the glass, slamming it down on the table.

"It’s obvious. I wonder how she was able to convince those two, otherwise," Liam said, his voice thoughtful as he leaned back in his chair.

"When did she become such a good liar?" I asked no one in particular. "Why does she keep saving him?"

"Because she has the good sense to know that you can’t just kill a person based on an accusation without evidence. If she believes he’s innocent, and she’s the victim in all of this, why can’t you let it go?" Liam asked, his tone calm but pointed.

"Because I owe it to Lorena to at least give him a beating for hurting her? If he didn’t hurt Sonia, it doesn’t mean he didn’t hurt Lorena."

I rose to my feet, and began to pace back and forth, my footsteps heavy on the wooden floor, the movement doing little to ease the tension coiling in my muscles.

"Well if you ask for my opinion, which I’m sure you don’t exactly want at this point, but I’d tell you anyway, something’s fish. Maybe when you manage to find Moon, or rather, when Sonia agrees to release him to you, ask him why he’s so fixated on Lorena. You might be surprised by what you find."

"Stop it, Liam. Now’s not the time to resume your vendetta against Lorena."

"That’s your problem, Ramon. You think I say they’re things because I hold a grudge against her. I don’t like the bitch, but that’s not even about that. From everything you told me, she found the bodies. What was she doing around that house? Did she just miraculously venture in there to find them? This is ridiculous!" He hissed, his voice rising slightly.

"Are you trying to say Lorena lied? Because I need you to be very careful about the accusations you lay against the person carrying my child." I warned, my wolf stirring restlessly.

"And how are you sure it’s your child?" he threw back at me, his eyes steady.

"Liam!" I growled in annoyance, my fists clenching at my sides.

"Hey, save the show of power," he replied, unflinching. "You know the way I act. I never want it to be said that I didn’t warn you when your actions blow up in your face. You’re diving into all of this heart first. Not even because you love Lorena, but because the idea of you two is less complicated. Take a step back Ramon, and think about all of this."

He rose to his feet, and walked to the door, his steps measured.

"I’m retiring for the night. Good night."

He walked out, not giving anyone a chance to respond.

"Bloody bastard," I muttered under my breath, running a hand through my hair.

"He’s right, you know?" Blane who had been silent all along, spoke up, his voice quiet but firm.

"You too?" I hissed, turning to face him.

"I didn’t want to say anything, because it wasn’t in my place to speak yet. I know you’re worried about Lorena, and rightfully so. I just wish you’d pause before making hasty judgments. Even though you don’t want harsh things being said about her, you can’t deny the fact she’s an excellent manipulator. I just don’t want you to have any regrets in the long-run."

"Blane?" I called gently.

"Yes alpha," he replied, meeting my gaze.

"Have my messages to the seven packs been delivered?"

"Yes alpha."

"The seven packs including silverpaw?"

"Theirs was sent first." He nodded confidently.

"Good, that’s what I need yours, and anyone else’s opinion on the most. I know Lorena more than anyone. I know when she’s trying to play smart. This is not one of those times. She was truly terrified at the thought of Moon hurting her, or the baby. I have to alleviate her fears."

"Then host a party, or something. Take your mind off Moon for a while. It’s been long the party room in your quarters was used. What do you say?"

I thought briefly about Blanes suggestion. He did have a point. Lorena loved a good party.

Perhaps, it would help lift her spirit. I could even use that opportunity to tell her about Sonia.

"Sonia," I said in my mind.

I already missed seeing her face, and it wasn’t even twelve hours of not seeing her yet.

"You’re thinking about her, aren’t you?" I heard Blane ask, and turned to him in curiosity.

"It’s your face. There’s an expression on your face any time you think about Sonia," he said.

"What expression is that?" I asked, genuinely curious.

He only laughed, but remained silent.

"Hey, Blane, I asked what expression I have on my face, and why you think it’s because I’m thinking about Sonia?"

"You just said you only need my opinion on the happenings of the pack in connection with the seven packs. Who am I to go against the alpha’s orders?" He said, rising to his feet.

"You sneaky bastard!"

He laughed, as he walked towards the door.

"Goodnight alpha Ramon."

"I haven’t dismissed you yet, Blane!" I called after him, but the smart bastard had ensured he hurried away, so he could claim he didn’t hear me.

Once again, I was left alone, to wallow in the confusion my life had become.