Chapter 13

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The security supervisor was new. Come to think of it all of them were new, hired for this facility which was started operations recently. They did not know much what happened inside this facility, they just knew this, if anyone unauthorized entered this facility they had authorization to shoot and kill.

The security supervisor had been a sheriff's deputy once but moved over to the private sector which had a much better pay, he had to put a kid through college and a deputy's salary wouldn't do it.

So far his job had been pretty boring. This facility was operational but had not seen any activity. No one went in or out except his and his security team who were responsibility for the security of this facility and even they did not have access to the main warehouse, just had posts and an security office in the facility but the warehouse was off limits even for them.

He looked at his watch. He had just an hour to go off his shift and then he could go home, he turned back to his phone to restart the game of candy crush when the two way radio crackled.

"Boss, got some traffic on the road" The radio crackled. He recognized the voice immediately as one of his guards from the front gate. He wasn't overtly worried. The main gate was armored, nothing less than a tank would break through and even that he doubted.

"On my way" He replied on the radio as he got up from the comfortable warmth of his office chair and hooked the radio to his waist.

"Roger that boss" Came the crisp reply.

He stepped out of the office and rubbed his hands, the chill of the early morning biting in to him as he took quick strides towards the main gate.

He reached the gate in about five minutes as he saw some truck rumbling in the private access road meant for this facility.

A couple more guards strolled over and stood casually and their right hands casually rested on their hips just below their holster of their firearm.

The convoy came to a stop. A man got down form the driver cab and came over to the gate.

"Who is in charge here?" he asked.

"That would be me" The supervisor said from the other side of the gate.

"I got goods that need to go in"

"Authorization?" The super asked.

"Got some codes" The man responded.

"There" The supervisor pointed to a keypad on the outside of the gate.

The man fumbled for something in his pockets and then finally got out a folded piece of paper, he unfolded it and squinted at it and then finally started entering the code. As he was done, he stepped back and looked at the keypad expecting it to do something.

A shrill sound broke the silence as the lights on the electronically controlled gates turned green and slowly they rolled back.

The truck driver looked at the security supervisor and nodded and entered the cab of the truck back. A minute later the truck started and rumbled in to the facility.

The convoy then again stopped in front of the warehouse. A massive rolling overhead door was blocking their path as the man got down again and grumbled at all the work he had to do. He walked to one corner of the wall where he saw a fain green light illuminating the wall, it was another unimpressive looking keypad and he repeated his earlier activity and waited as the door came to life and rolled upwards.

The trucks disappeared in to the warehouse and the door rolled down over them.

Inside of the warehouse was a hub of activity. The doors of the armored trucks were thrown open as men scrambled to get their merchandise out.

Huge crates were pulled out of the trucks and were pried open. Shiny new guns greeted them.

"I want consignment from truck 4, 5 and 6 to go to Rack E & F" The man announced to the busy men.

They were done in an hour and left as they came.

The racks E & F were now filled with guns and ammunition. They had labels that read "Experimental weaponry. Not for sale. Property of American Avionics LLC"

***

Beta Crawford ran the lands again, cautiously. He had no reason to really, this pack either was extremely cocky or foolish. Their pack lands were rarely guarded. Not that he entered them, he observed everything from a safe distance where there was no possibility of his scent being picked up. He had been doing this for a while now, carefully running across the packs border lands but never entering. He had hardly seen a sentry, a guard or a patrol. The closer s he encountered was two wolves fishing in the river. The security was laughable, at least at the border. He was not sure how it was inside the pack lands, usually there would be multi layered check posts but he was doubt full. He confident that he could sneak in to the pack house and say "Boo!" to the sleeping alpha before they realized someone was in their territory.

Were they so confident of their new masters? He wondered. Roma was no doubt a formidable enemy. But this far from her protection surrounded by hostile packs would they be so careful. He nodded his head in disgust and headed back in to town, he wanted to eat breakfast with fork and spoon today.

As he finally changed his form back and exited his motel he checked his phone and paused as he read the message and smiled. Finally! He was bored out of his skull on this patrol duty. Finally he had a mission as he stared at the picture on his phone and grinned, a pretty one that too. He could have some fun before he disposed her off right? Who would know? His appetite grew as he crossed the road to the diner across his motel.

He dialed a number and responded when answered "Pack your shit and get on the road, I need you here by tomorrow. We finally have a mission" he hung up and sat at a table and smiled at the waitress, his mood was good. It always was before a kill.

***

Gordon Lockbourne was having a fitful sleep, peace evaded him these days, since Roma had kicked him to efficiently in his teeth and stole Colorado right under him. He was the head of the world wolf council for fucks sake and also the leader of the American packs. He could not hold any other position as he was serving as the chair of the world council so he appointed his son as the head of the American council or the council of seven as they were commonly referred to. He would do anything to ensure that Colorado did not slip from the American packs under his watch.

The ringing phone brought him out of his unsatisfactory sleep.

"Hello?" He grunted in to it.

"I am authorization an op. in Colorado" The voice on the other side came to the point directly. Charles was a man of few words.

"What about?" He demanded.

"I see an opportunity to take out one of the twins and possibly his mate" Charles explained.

"I don't give a shit about the twins of their fucking mates! I want that Roma bitch and her whelp. I want that family to collapse without a clear succession!" Gordon hissed in to the phone.

"We will get there as well" Charles calmly responded "We will use this as a diversion, let them think we plan to retaliate on Nick and Colorado, let them focus their efforts here and when they are busily looking here...we execute our plan."

Gordon was appeased "How is the plan coming along?" He asked, he was impatient every day was an insult for him, every day people spoke behind him on how Roma stole Colorado from right under his nose. Even people in the American council who never dared to look him in the eye were now mumbling, questioning his leadership.

He fumed. He would be the last to laugh "Ok. I assume we have covered our tracks" He asked.

"Yes. All rogues, complete deniability" Charles assured.

"Good" Gordon said and hung up.

Maybe killing one of the twins was not bad after all he thought. Didn't Roma treat them like her own children? Let the bitch feel a little pain before she dies he thought and for the first time a small smile played on his lips.

***

"Do you think they will succeed?" Charles's second in command asked.

"50-50" Charles said "They have the element of surprise in their favor" he added dismissively. He was not overtly concerned. Successful or unsuccessful, this would make Roma pay close attention to Colorado and that suited his purpose just fine.

He had a thoughtful expression on his face for a minute and told his second in command "Also have Crawford sit out this op. I don't want him dead yet, just in case this goes south. We need him to train more of our rogue friends."

"He won't be happy" the second warned.

"Not my concern" Charles dismissed it "Tell him it came from me. Tell him some shit about how we want to see how his underlings perform without his influence."

"You know without him the chance of this op. succeeding will further go down" His second remained Charles, this was looking like a suicide mission.

"We will find out, wont we?" Charles said and walked away, leaving the unpleasant task of talking to Crawford with the second in command.

***

Evy's training with Adrian ended and as soon as it did, the onlookers from her pack headed to hound Adrian to teach them as well. The onlookers kept growing every single day, more and more wolves from her pack simply showed up every morning, patiently waited on the sidelines taking in every instruction Adrian threw at her and once they were don't they would move in and hound Adrian. Amy's words started to haunt her, people were not stupid. Adrian training her would throw up some awkward questions and she felt she was sitting on a time bomb that would explode anytime.

"Why the doom and gloom look, cupcake?" Alex asked brining her out of her reprieve.

"Nothing" she said shaking her head and taking a gulp of water from her bottle.

"Ok" he shrugged letting it go "So Shall I pick you up in 30?" he asked.

"No. Not today, I need to have breakfast with my mom" She sighed. She planned to break it to her today before she found out from someone else.

"Need to?" Alex asked.

"Yeah...I need to tell her about Max" She sighed at the prospect. Not sure how her mother would react.

"You mean she doesn't know about Max? He asked confused.

"I mean...she knows about him, but does not know who he is" She confessed.

"So she had no idea you are humping the prince of Roma?" Alex grinned

"Alex!" Evy hissed her eyes nervously darting around to see if anyone was overhearing their conversation "I am not humping anything! And stop being so crude!"

"And stop being such a prude!" Alex responded and added "And what were you doing in your room yesterday? Exchanging love notes?" he said wriggling his eyebrows.

Her cheeks colored "How do you know about yesterday?" She whispered at him.

A"Who do you think met a disheveled and frustrated wolf with a severe case of blue balls yesterday?" he asked and answered "That's right, me" he said pointing to himself and added in a conspiring tone "I heard the shower in his bathroom ran for an hour...I bet it was cold" he snickered.

She smacked him on his head and walked away shaking her head. She could not help feel sorry for Max. Damn Jeff!

***

"So, what's up?" Cathy asked eying her daughter who was running around setting breakfast up.

"Nothing. I wanted to spend some time with my mom, since when is that a crime?" Evelyn defended weakly.

"Right" Her mother deadpanned as she saw her daughter sit opposite to her and added "fess up brat!" she demanded.

Evelyn's shoulders dropped as her mother's gaze turned in to concern.

"Is this about what Jeff did yesterday?" Cathy asked. This was going to be an awkward conversation. Cathy never had to worry about her daughter's sexual activity till now and now...she just didn't want her daughter to rush in to it. She might not agree with Jeff's tactics but she had been thinking about it too. She was not worried about Max, he was her mater and would take care of her but did he take Evy's feelings in to consideration?

Evelyn groaned and banged her head on the table in mortification.

"Evy, I just don't want you to rush in to something you are not ready for. You are mates, you have a lifetime ahead of you and there is no harm to take it slowly." Cathy gently said.

Evy groaned painfully. This was not the talk she was planning to have with her mother.

"Mom!" She responded mortified, with red checks finally looking up "I...we...he" she closed her eyes and took a deep breath "Me and Max are on the same page" she finally added.

"Good" Cathy said and added with a gentle smile "And for future it would be better if your take your activities outside Jeff's roof. Your mate lives in a hotel...it is much better suited."

"Mom!" Evy exclaimed scandalized and wide eyed. She could not believe what her mother was saying.

"What?" Her mother said "I would like to be ignorantly blissful about what my daughter does with her mate and getting caught in this house would not help that."

Evy moaned painfully and banged her head on the table repeatedly. Can someone kill her now?

"If you are done with the dramatics, is that want you wanted to talk to me about?" she asked over the head banging of her daughter.

Evy got up and looked at her mother "Actually no. I wanted to talk about Max."

"What about him?" Her mother asked concerned "If you are worried, I like him Evy, I thing he is very a well behaved boy and..."

"His last name is Roma, mom" Evy blurted out.

Silence.

"What?" Her mother whispered blood draining from her face.

"Maxwell Roma. That's his name" Evy said bluntly.

Cathy looked at her daughter for a moment with an absolutely horrified look and then her eyes rolled in to her head as she collapsed off the chair.

"Mom!" Evy exclaimed as she jumped out and reached her mother who was promptly passed out on the floor.

Fuck!