The pattern used on them is mirroring the way the humans think. Just like they readily blamed ’animal attacks’ without considering the supernatural, the pack too easily settled on the fey or rogue wolves as culprits. But what if the real threat hid in plain sight? What if the vampires, were the ones manipulating the situation?
But all logical evidence pointed out otherwise.
He pushed the thought aside, forcing his attention back to the meeting. They really needed to get this done with.
Shaking his head to refocus, he barked out, "Line up, everyone! Elves to the left, fairies to the right. Alistair, call out the names, and let’s get this over with."
The fey’s cooperation was applaudable. It took a few minutes but soon, they had a long line of white and black outfits in the meeting hall.
Alistair and some soldiers got behind the computers, ready to commence the census. Rhett watched with fingers crossed, hoping to hell that this foul play wasn’t internal.
As names were called and ticked off, a chilling realization dawned. Five fairies were missing – an entire family. Rhett clenched his jaw. How dare the fairies?
They seemed like the most peaceful ones and yet, a family of five was missing from the census.
A collective gasp bubbled through the room. Even the fey themselves seemed stunned. The room was soon buzzing with murmurs of disbelief and worry filling the air.
"Even we didn’t know they were missing!"
"I mean, we are all refugees, we don’t know who and who is rescued or not!"
"Oh, dear. This is bad, isn’t it, Odette?"
"What do we do now?"
"The poor family!"
"Vampires got them already, didn’t they, Delphi?"
The noises were endless. Every one of their worried voices seemed to sting his earlobes.
Darius as the hothead that he was seized the opportunity. "See! I told you we couldn’t trust them! Even they don’t know their own numbers. Everyone is capable of evil. The fairies are no better!"
A wave of indignation washed over the fey. "They were likely kidnapped or killed by the true culprits just like the wolf victims!" one fairy cried out. "We are not the ones you should suspect!"
What in the fuck’s name was wrong with Darius? Rhett thought. This wasn’t the way to handle the situation. He had no idea why Beowulf wanted him here.
"This is looking bad if we don’t restore order soon, Rhett," Farkas whispered into his ears and Rhett groaned.
Just as the Beta opened his mouth to retort, another venomous barb, Rhett intervened. He slammed his fist on the table, silencing the rising disarray. "Enough! We’ll look into the missing family, but right now, we have a pack to protect. This census was necessary, and now you see why, don’t you now?"
He intentionally threw the questions at the fey as they sounded like he wasn’t making a good idea when he suggested the census. They thought he was being mistrusted and were so sure of their kind. Now, had he risked taking their words for it, this discovery wouldn’t have come to be.
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