Chapter 90: _Will Punish Her

Chapter 90: _Will Punish Her The wind carried Odessa’s scent far beyond the walls of the pack, causing me to furrow my eyebrows with both worry and anger. Her scent was becoming oddly faint and I couldn’t tell why. Yes, I was mad at Odessa. I was furious and I’m going to make sure she gets the punishment she deserves when I bring her back to the pack. ’Punishment in bed, right?’ Damon asked just then in my head as I sprinted through the roads of the pack, headed straight for the gates. I didn’t respond but merely growled as I increased my pace once again. The people of the pack who noticed me looked on in confusion and concern, but I was too fast for them to even register that I was the one sprinting through the pack. When I finally got to the pack gates, I slowed down and stopped in front of the pack soldiers standing guard. If I had tried getting here through one of my cars, I would’ve moved too fast or caused obstructions with traffic. "Where’s the military advisor?" I asked with a sneer, my gaze scanning the faces of all the pack soldiers present. They glanced among themselves wearily, managing to bow as I walked past them. "Sir?" A baritone voice spoke up from behind me just then, forcing me to glance back. A man in his forties wearing a red military uniform with the symbol of a red oak etched on the pockets and a brown beard walked toward me with concern on his face. I ignored that and waited until he got in front of me and bowed his head before he continued. "Sir, is anything wrong? You seem–" Before he could complete his sentence, I shot my right hand forward and grabbed him by the collar, easily raising him from the ground as a guttural growl escaped my throat. "How could you be so incompetent?" I snarled, noticing the pack soldiers at the corner of my eyes shifting back or looking away with fear. The military advisor was just right below the Gamma and the Delta in rank. He basically kept account of the soldiers and reported back to the Gamma or the Delta who would then report to me. Anyway, the point is that he was supposed to take account of anything security-related in the pack, including who leaves and who enters. "S– Sir, I don’t– know what you’re talking about." The military advisor stuttered, his voice getting low as he raised both his hands above his head, and I dimmed my eyes at him. "P– Please, what did I–" "My wife is gone," I said in a cold tone, glancing at the others present before I continued. "And no, I’m not talking about Celine. I’m talking about Odessa." The military advisor’s face scrunched up with realization but then confusion also got mixed in. "T– The witch?" He muttered, his eyes fluttering. "B– But, sir. I don’t know anything about her whereabouts sir. I–" I felt my anger simmering at an uncontrollable level as my eyes burned with my rage. "Yes, a witch, that’s all she is to you so that’s why you just let her scurry out of here, right?" I asked coldly, causing the military advisor’s face to pale as he swallowed. But at this point, I was exhausted from the conversation and released my grip on the man’s collar, causing him to fall to the ground. "Mobilize the men at the gates here and stay alert in case of any funny business. I’ve already sent a message to the Gamma to send some of the soldiers to scout for Odessa." I remarked calmly, walking forward without looking back. The pack soldiers guarding the gate made way for me and opened the gate. However, before leaving, I paused and glanced back one last time, staring coldly at the military advisor who was struggling to get on his feet. "Oh, and one more thing. If anything happens to Odessa. If she ends up dying because of your incompetence. I’ll have your head." . . I finally got out of the pack and walked forward for a few minutes, following the road path before I stopped at a point. I squatted to the ground when I noticed something off. There were tire prints on the muddy road, leading ahead but there were also shoe tracks from this point heading right into... "The Blood Oak woods," I muttered somberly, getting on my feet as I stared directly at the woods to my right. As if to welcome my acknowledgment, the birds and insects in that part of the woods began chirping louder and flying around, causing my eyebrows to furrow into a frown. "They can probably sense my Alpha King aura," I mumbled to myself, glancing around briefly before I took a whiff of the air. However, my frown deepened when I realized that I could no longer pick up Odessa’s scent. ’Do you think she found a way to mask her scent from us? Maybe from werewolves in general?’ Damon said in my head just then and for some reason, I found the idea reasonable. If Odessa was able to make a potion to take down Marcellus, then a potion to mask her scent shouldn’t be out of the realm of possibilities. "I guess the ’powerless’ witch isn’t so powerless after all," I mumbled, shaking my head with my jaw clenched before I continued. "I might have no choice but to let you out, Damon. But it’s a last resort. For now... I’ll rely on something else to track Odessa." I closed my eyes, tapping into the strings of the mate bond that bound our souls together. The mate bond between an Alpha king and his mate was so powerful that it could allow them to ’sense’ their mate’s presence. It was something that existed within all werewolves but it was more heightened within Alpha Kings. So heightened that in theory, I might just be able to... ’Nope, I can’t sense shit, Kaelos.’ Damon interrupted my concentration just then, causing me to let out a sigh. ’I guess you aren’t as in tune with our mate as you thought you were.’ At this point, I felt like giving up. If Odessa could go through all this trouble simply to leave the pack and my life then maybe she had good reasons. Maybe I’ve been too... Harsh on her... ’Well, well, well. Look who’s not so much of a dick head.’ Damon sniggered in my mind but I rolled my eyes before fixing all my attention on the woods. Fuck it... "I’ll bring her back and then follow the moon goddess’ advice," I remarked resolutely, glancing up at the moon which seemed to glimmer brighter in response to my words. "Please, help me find her."