THE LOVE OF A LYCAN

151 SOMETHING ABOUT RAINE

At least if she was there, they could talk with each other. Apart from her being a well-known powerful witch, Raphael thought that a woman-to-woman approach could be an effective strategy to try at times like this. Because Raphael was really frustrated at facing such conflict. He was conflicted between wondering what was exactly inside Jenedieth's head, or whether her words were true or not.

After all, for all that he, and every living lycans knew better that Jenedieth was good at manipulating people. Handling a manipulative enemy, like Jenedieth, wasn't easy. It was worsened by her being a highly dangerous enemy to the pack. As a supreme Beta, he couldn't make mistakes. Everything needed to be calculated, thus he had to come up with a witty, yet effective strategy.

"What if I say that this information is about that girl's life and death matter? What do you think Torak would do?" Jenedieth turned around, walking towards the sofa, and sat down gracefully. "I will wait here, until he comes back. We can have a little chat while waiting for him, if you don't mind?" Jenedieth directed this quest to Raine.

However, Raphael grabbed Raine's shoulder and led her upstairs after he gave an order. "Watch her closely! If she tries to escape, kill her!"

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Once both Raine and Raphael were on the second floor, he took out his phone to call Torak. Unfortunately, his call didn't go through. He frowned, and called another number while still holding Raine's hand close to him.

On the third rings, someone picked up the call. "What is it?" Calleb's voice was so harsh, apparently he wasn't in a good mood.

But, Raphael had something more important to tell Torak. So he ignored the sulky sound from Calleb's tone. "Where are you? When will Torak come back?"

"We are at the company." Calleb scowled. "This place right now, is the living hell you know? Torak just kicked out two shareholders!"

"Well, I hate to tell you this, but it's about to get worse. Jenedieth is here." Raphael informed the Gamma, cutting off his weak ranting. And it worked. His situation successfully stopped the Gamma from complaining. For a few seconds, there was no answer from the other side of the phone. But then Calleb's loud, and deafening voice pierced through.

"What the hell is she doing there?!" There was a clear annoyance in the way Calleb talked about Jenedieth. "You should send her back to the dungeon, you know!" It was her fault that the other lycan, who was guarding Raine at that time, was implicated and punished.

There was a silence on the other end. "I got it." Calleb said after a few moments.

With a clear image of the situation on their mind, and the mutual understanding between them, they both hung up the phone.

"What do you think Jen wants to say about me?" asked Raine curiously at Raphael, who was no longer occupied with the phone call.

"I don't know Raine…" Raphael shook his head. He strongly felt that there was something off about Jenedieth. But he couldn't tell what it was. He was desperately trying to figure it out. "But, you better stay away from her."

Raine nodded. There never was a time when such an intention of her coming close to Jenedieth, ever crossed her mind. Not even once.

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It took Torak less than an hour to arrive at home.

Apparently, he ran back home in his lycan form. Because no one heard the sound of the car's engine when he was there.

The first thing that he saw there, was mostly the sight of the lycanthropes that he had brought with him to stay in this city. They were there, seemingly guarding something so closely. Or to be precise, in this case it was someone. They didn't leave any room for escaping. There Jenedieth was, in the middle of the living room, sitting on a sofa. The expression on her beautiful face showed her profound boredom.

Torak walked inside the room with anger burning in his eyes. His intensely strong presence, his dominant energy came out naturally from him. It was enough to get them to make a way for their Alpha.

On the other hand, Jenedieth's face brightened up when she saw Torak. She stood up, and hurriedly came closer to him.

"Stop right there." Torak's cold, and rigid voice stopped her, making the blonde woman halt on her light steps. She looked at him unhappily.

"You don't like to see me?" Jenedieth tilted her head, and asked in her flirty attitude. "I know, I ran away from the dungeon that day. But to be fair, it wasn't me. It was the Succubus, Lilith, who appeared and took me away." She explained, whining.

"I don't care about that." Torak cut off her complaint. He didn't rush over to hear that. He wouldn't be there at lightning speed, if it wasn't because of the information about Raine that Jenedieth claimed to have. "Speak. What do you know about Raine?"

The beautiful smile on Jenedieth's lips turned into a derision. "You don't even apologize for killing my father." She said as she raised her chin so arrogantly. "But don't get me wrong, I am not coming here to get revenge for my old man."

Torak didn't say anything, he was unusually patient to hear Jenedieth's rambling.

"I come here to make a deal with you."

The corner of Torak's lips curved into a derisive smile. He scoffed. "Make a deal with me." He reiterated her words as if it was the biggest joke he had ever heard all day.

Ignoring the way Torak degraded her, Jenedieth kept talking. "The succubus, Lilith, and the devil, Belphegor, had held me captive for months. They offer me a deal to be on their side." Jenedieth stopped, assessing Torak's reaction.

Yet, the Alpha didn't satisfy her. His expression remained the same. Seeing that her provoking attempt was pointless by keeping things half said, Jenedieth didn't have other options except to keep on talking.

"They have a plan, and their plan is all about the girl. That girl who is with you right now." Jenedieth refused to acknowledge Raine as Torak's mate.

"What is their plan?" Torak asked, squinted his eyes dangerously.

Finally, some reaction from Torak. Jenedieth knew he would say something if it was about that girl. Now she knew better of which button that she had to push. Regardless, she couldn't deny that there was still jealousy blooming in her chest in the way Torak protected her.

He had never been like that before, not even when they were together.

"I will tell you, once you agree with my conditions." Jenedieth twirled her blonde hair between her fingers that she assumed to be attractive.

But, instead of being captured by her charm, Torak was rather disgusted even more. "Speak."

Jenedieth frowned. She looked around her, at the dozens of lycanthropes that were still circling and standing a bit far from them.

"I want to talk with you in private." She blurted out, and walked closer to approach Torak.