“From your call records, the unknown numbers you received calls from have all been different, most likely from burner phones. But from what I’ve observed, he has been rerouting messages sent to and from your phone to himself. Meaning from Scarlett’s, Liam’s, Elijah’s, all of their numbers. The only ones that seem to be safe from this are Alejandro’s and his family’s numbers,” he explains seriously, looking at the screen.
I want to ask how on earth he got into my old phone data, but I decide not to ask him irrelevant questions. There is an odd tension radiating off him, and after my ridiculous breakdown last night with him stopping me from rejecting him, things are already odd. I clear my head, paying attention to him.
“So does that mean he’s wary of Alejandro finding out?”
“Most likely. I don’t think he will release any images of Kataleya or Skyla. I think that’s definitely something he said to scare you with. He probably knew it would fuck you up. They are Alejandro’s daughters, that is not an enemy he wants to make,” Leo’s deep seductive voice murmurs.
“Judah is sick. He would do anything. I wouldn’t put it pasthim,” I reply, a cold shiver running down my spine.
“I don’t know. We’ll see.”
He is like an entirely different man right now; mature, serious, and calm. He takes a cigarette out of his pocket, and I watch him light it, my stomach fluttering. His eyebrow shoots up questioningly as he catches me staring.
“Want one?”
“No, thanks,” I say, turning and staring at the screen.
“You said his name is Judah, Judah, what?”
“Gallahan.”
“Gallahan… why does that name sound so fucking familiar?” Leo sits forward, pulls up another window and begins typing something. A string of numbers appears before several windows pop up. Goddess, this is gibberish to me…
“Gallahan… there was a Gallahan family in the Shadow Wolves Pack, but didn’t they die?” He frowns as I look at him sharply.
“Meaning?” I really have no idea, nor have I heard of it. “I just know although he didn’t reside in his pack, he wasn’t a rogue. Just a lone wolf.”
“Hmm, well, let’s see if they’re linked, or if I can identify him. There’s a chance he may have used a fake identity.” My heart skips a beat at just the thought that I may not even know Judah’s real identity. “Relax, it’s just an assumption.”
“You’re being pretty nice today. Why?” I ask, unable to stop myself as I watch him suspiciously. He raises an eyebrow, his eyes cold as he looks me over.
“I plan to make you lower your guard, and then, when you least suspect it, I intend to devour you,” he shoots back sarcastically.
We both freeze, and I realise although he hadn’t meant it to come out like that, that sentence could be taken two ways. The image that flashes through my mind makes my pussy clench in anticipation.
“Yeah, and I mean like Red Riding Hood and the Wolf,” hemutters, and I smirk. He had thought the very same thing.
“Oh? Sure didn’t sound like that,” I taunt, glad he is looking at the screen. His eyes snap to me, and I wish I hadn’t jinxed it.
“The fact that you thought it meant that’s where your mind went, too. What’s wrong? Thinking about a certain night?” He taunts slowly, his eyes flickering a steely blue.
“I can say the same about you then, and no, I was not thinking about anything because if I had a chance to redo that night, I’d have bitten your dick off when I had the chance,” I reply, smirking confidently at the flash of surprise that flickers in his eyes at my words.
“Don’t poke a wolf if you aren’t ready for the consequences.” His voice is low and dangerous, making my core clench. The temptation to push him further entices me, but, remembering Nikki, I force myself to focus on the topic at hand.
His computer beeps before I can reply, and there on the screen are several profiles, most of which contain images alongside the information. I shift from where I am now perched against the edge of the desk and move closer to see better just as Leo leans closer, too.
Jeremiah Gallahan, Lydia Gallahan… I skim through. Most of these are from a century ago. My heart skips a beat just as Leo clicks on one profile that contains no image. Judah Gallahan. An eerie, ominous chill surrounds me as memories of his torment return.
“Judah Gallahan… as I thought,” Leo murmured. “I was right. This family died out years ago.”
“No, that says Judah -“
“Look at the date,” Leo cuts in, grabbing hold of my chin and turning my face back to the computer. I frown, about to snap at him, when my eyes fall on the date beneath Judah’s name. My heart thumps as I grab hold of Leo’s wrist.
“How is that…”
There written right under Judah’s name is a date of death. A date that is over fifty years ago…
My heart thuds as fear encases me, a fear like none before. What on earth is happening? Who is Judah? And why has he taken the name of someone who is long dead?
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“As I presumed… it seems you know far less than you thought about your ex,” Leo murmurs, frowning. His eyes are cold as he stares at the screen.
“I don’t get it, how is this even possible? Are you sure that file isn’t corrupt or false or something?” I ask.
“No. Years ago, I began to gather all possible data on the werewolves in this country, just for my own knowledge, and I remember this particular family’s story intrigued me.” He sits back, smoking his cigarette.
“Are you sure it’s not wrong? Maybe a glitch -“
“I have an excellent memory. Don’t question my intelligence,” he growls.
“Okay, fine, Mr I’m-so-damn-smart,” I mutter.
“Good. At least you’re learning to listen,” he replies, his voice almost antagonising. My eyes flash, and I look him square in the eye.
“Don’t try me. I don’t listen unless I want to.” Neither of us look away, a clash of wills, with both of us refusing to bend.
“Maybe that’s what got you into this mess to start with. Your lack of logic and your rash temper are enough to land you in this kind of shit,” he says icily.
I hate how he has a point… I don’t want to admit it, and I won’t,but I don’t like the way he seems to see right through me.
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