Rhett took a hesitant step into the room, scrunching his nose when the strong metallic scent of blood hit him.
The room was painted with blood, from the floorboards to the ceiling, but that wasn’t the most disturbing bit of it. Lying close to the entrance were the dried headless bodies of three soldiers, and from their position in the room, it was obvious that they’d been killed around the same moment that they stepped into the room. Meaning, that their killer wasn’t just one ordinary vampire.
Rhett wanted to make himself believe that they’d been attacked by multiple vampires all at once, but his common sense told him otherwise. There didn’t seem to be much of a struggle and the soldiers hadn’t even drawn out their weapons. Whoever did this was a calculative one-man army, killing them without hesitation after sneaking in.
He was also able to guess that the Beta was the one who called these soldiers up to their deaths to help him.
His gaze landed on Darius’s body one last time. His eyes were wide open, and he seemed to have this look of remorse etched on his face. In his final moments, the Beta was finally able to show actual remorse. But remorse for what? For how he’d been a shitty person?
Rhett scoffed to himself but his eyes flashed with pity. As annoying as the Beta had been, no one deserved such a death. And now seeing his lifeless body on the floor made him come to a logical conclusion.
Darius wasn’t a traitor.
"May the moon goddess grant you... Peace." He muttered as he closed the eyes of the Beta. He only pitied the Luna for the loss of her father.
After saying a little prayer, he rushed to his office and solemnly announced into the microphone. "All enlisters, gather at the center of the camp. This is not a drill. The Beta is dead."
He repeated the announcement two more times, each time feeling like a lump was stuck in his throat. Even he couldn’t believe it. The Beta who’d been so full of life and annoying the heck out of him as usual, was now dead.
He gritted his teeth. He had a feeling that this was the doing of the shapeshifting vampire. If the bastard was hidden among one of the soldiers or enlisters, he’d fish him out soon enough.
Before he left his office, he dialed the Alpha’s number, hoping he’d pick up but also secretly wishing he wouldn’t. Eventually, he picked up the call, his voice sounding a bit lively from the other end. "Ahh, Gamma Rhett. How are things at the camp going? Did Aceco agree to help us place a veil over it?"
Rhett swallowed his saliva, as he searched for what to say. He knew what to say but didn’t know how to say it without coming off as... Indifferent?
Finally, he cleared his throat before speaking with a grim tone. "Aceco just arrived but before her arrival, we were... We were under attack. We suffered losses from the vampires on our enlisters and the Beta..." He paused, waiting to hear Beowulf’s reaction to the other things he’d said before dropping the news about Darius.
However, the Alpha ignored everything else he’d mentioned, his voice quivering as he snapped. "The Beta? What about Darius? Where is he?"
Typical. Rhett didn’t know why he even expected anything more from the incompetent – Argh! This Alpha would make him say some blasphemous things one day.
"The Beta is dead, Alpha. Killed in cold blood in his room alongside a few soldiers trying to protect him. And I believe it’s the doing of the shapeshifting vampire." He responded calmly, relaying all his thoughts and every piece of information the Alpha might need to get a clear picture.
The other end was silent and the only thing Rhett could pick up was Beowulf’s rough breathing. He waited patiently, allowing the Alpha to take the news in. However, to his surprise, the Alpha finally spoke with a calm tone. "That vampire, Rhett. I want his head. I don’t know how, and I honestly don’t care how but you MUST kill him. Sooner, rather than later." He paused before adding with a sterner tone. "Do you understand me?"
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