Page 15 of Unseen Destiny


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“I want to know, from start to finish, what happened here. Who saw it? Raise your hands, and we will speak to you, Derek, and me. We will go one by one so we can figure out a chain of events that we can report back to the council.”

The shifters gathered around him. The humans had been pushed out well before their arrival, and all began to mumble to themselves and others. When no one raised their hands, Mason’s voice turned into a boom, rattling the ground beneath their feet.

“I have been informed that a member of my pack attacked our rivals. I need to know who saw what and when. You, did you see anything?”

A short man gave an apathetic shrug.

“I didn't see anything. Just the commotion afterward.”

Mason pointed at a woman, Florence, a member of their pack who had pushed to the front when he and Derek got there.

“You? What did you see?”

“Oh, me? Not much. I saw the blood. I heard screaming. But that’s about it.”

Mason restrained an irritated sigh. He and Derek went to each person who was gathered around, and each person gave an annoyingly similar answer … they saw nothing of the attack, only the aftermath. Not one single person had seen violence occur with their own two eyes. So, how did they know it was someone from his pack?

“Let's get back to the den,” Mason said, whispering into Derek’s ear. “We’re not going to get any more from these people …”

“Oh, Mason, one more thing.”

A hand grabbed him by the wrist out of the crowd. Mason didn’t know the voice, but he recognized the authority with which it spoke.

He turned and nearly knocked over a four-foot woman whose mouth nearly kissed his elbow. Her blue eyes were remarkable, with an icy, attentive glow and curly blonde hair cut into a bob.

She was tiny, but Mason knew instantly that she wasn’t to be toyed with.

“I’m guessing you work for the council?”

“I do indeed,” the woman said, holding out her hand to his. “I’m Evie, an agent of the Interspecies Council.”

Mason, along with many alphas of various shifters in the area, knew all about the Interspecies Council. As the name implied, it was run by both supernatural creatures and humans. They had been up his ass ever since the attacks had started.

He needed to be diplomatic, even if the look Evie was giving him was condescending and ruffled his feathers.

Mason took her hand and shook it.

“Do you think we can have this conversation somewhere more private, Evie?” Mason asked, motioning toward the nosy crowd that was still gathering around them.

“Certainly. My car is over there.”

Derek kept the crowd at bay while Mason and Evie walked away from the scene of the crime as they began to talk.

“So what exactly happened here, Mason? Word is that someone from your pack attacked one of your rival members in broad daylight. That’s not a great look for us or you.”

Mason shook his head. It was growing increasingly harder not to tell her off. The Interspecies Council had a stick up its ass when it came to pack relations. It wasn't always their place to come in and meddle.

“I only know what you know, Evie. I’m sure you did your information gathering, just like I did. I don’t have anything unique to share with you.”

He saw her smug smile from the corner of his eye. Classic council tactics.

“How are you to know what is unique? Come, come now, open up, and we can figure this out.”

Mason had enough. He turned to her, snarling, but that didn’t intimidate the small human one bit. A small part of him was impressed.

“Let’s not play games here,” he said with clenched teeth. “These accusations have no weight to them, and you know it. You are wasting time here. Let us investigate internally, and then we will reach out to you.Got it?”

Evie folded her arms and pursed her lips, craning her neck to stare up at him.

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