CHAPTER 93: 93: SEARCHING

Angelo

"I am? That’s what you think. Cause you don’t know what I know." He sneered in response and I rolled my eyes in irritation, already so over this entire conversation.

"To be honest, I’m not even interested in whatever it is that you might wanna reveal. Whatever it is, we aren’t interested. We’re only interested in finding where Sue is, so tell us." I snapped out this time while looking down at our father who tried but failed to shake Landon’s grip off his shirt, and that’s when I noticed a little skepticism settle in his eyes for a fleeting moment.

"So? Start speaking," I barked and this time, he sighed.

" I’m not revealing anything."

Landon growled lowly in warning, clearly uncaring that it’s literally his father that he was growling at right now.

"You sure about that? Even if you chose to lock you up? To torture you?"

This time, he genuinely looked surprised, like he couldn’t believe his ears. It was clear that he never considered it getting to this point.

"You can’t be serious. You’ll lock me up? Are you insane?" He demanded, his eyes sharp and his voice hard. Damon stepped even closer this time.

"He is actually very serious and I think you’ve figured that out already. So, tell us what we wanna know then we’ll be out of your hair in an instant."

Our father glared at us, while clearly measuring his odds.

"You know we’ll end up finding her one way or the other, so just, tell us what we wanna know and stop stalling!" Landon yelled through gritted teeth and our father flinched a little.

After a few moments, he cleared his throat and sighed out. "I won’t be revealing anything despite anything you all say. At the end of the day, you’ll all see what it was for your benefit." He gritted out in response.

Having had enough, Landon punched him in the face and our father head whipped at the way to the side. The force of the punch was intense that blood dripped down his cheek almost immediately. When our father faced the front again, his eyes were glowing red, but Landon didn’t back away and only tightened his hold on our father’s shirt.

"How dare you lay a hand on me? On your father?!! You freak!" He yelled out through an angry voice but I only scoffed while Landon sneered down at him.

"Well do more than that if you don’t tell us what we wanna know. Time is running out,"

Our father still looked like he wasn’t gonna speak, and I motioned for Landon to step aside for me. I did that before Damon could be able to, because should Damon lay a hand on our father now, he might mistakenly kill him in his rage.

"We’ll torture you, have you whipped like a dog if you don’t tell us what we ckeerly wanna know." I gritted out slowly so he could grab onto every single word.

He snorted. "I might not be on the throne anymore but I’m still seen as one. You can’t do that to me." He warned but I rolled my eyes before jerking him out of his seat unceremoniously, throwing him against the nearest wall.

As he crashed to the ground, a crack filled the air then he was groaning. I knew he wasn’t seriously hurt and would also get healed after a while because of his wolf. I stepped forward till I was standing before him, and this time, terror settled in his eyes as he gazed up at me, blood dripping from the side of his head.

This might be heartless of us but it couldn’t even bring myself to care right now, not when our mate could be getting hurt right now, especially when she didn’t do a damn thing. She didn’t commit any crime. Because of our father, we married women we didn’t want, yet he still couldn’t let us do whatever we wanted. He had this coming for him for a very long time, this is just my breaking point.

I crouched before him as I spoke. "I’ll only ask one more time. Where is our mate? Who took her? How many are they? Where did you order them to take her to?

When I still remained silent, I let out a slow breath as I continued.

"If you refuse to answer me, I’ll order the guards to go torture some answers out of you. I’m certain you don’t want that, you wouldn’t want any to lose face in all their eyes, would you? We can go back to our we used to be, whereby you can still keep feeling like you’re calling the shots, just tell us what we wanna hear, now,"

He exhaled sharply, his eyes filled with anger as he finally squared his jaw and rolled his eyes.

"You can’t find her anymore anyway, it’s too late."

I tensed up as a frown settled over my face. "What do you mean?" I demanded as my gaze narrowed at him but he rolled his eyes again.

"I ordered the one person I trusted enough to never let me down no matter what. The son I never got. The one I would pick over you three over and over again." As he spoke, I felt the anger within me crawl higher and higher till it filled up my throat, briefly preventing me from breathing.

"So... it was him this whole time?" I demanded, just as growls could be heard from behind me, clearly from Landon.

"Of course it was him. Who else would I trust to ever do a good job without hitches?" He demanded and I let out a breath of disbelief.

"So, it was Hugo that you went to take her?!!" I yelled even though I already had my answer and our father snickered like he was enjoying my reaction.

"Of course. I ordered him to take that girl and kill her off. He’ll definitely do a good job. Just wait till he returns." He grinned as he spoke and u had to grip my knees tight so I don’t reach out and strangle him right now.

"Where did he take her to?!" Damon yelled and our father grinned.

"I don’t know."

" you bastard..." Landon yelled as he lunched himself towards our father but I pulled him off, cause we couldn’t afford to kill him for a lot of reasons, the first one being because we might still need to question him should we discover that he ended up lying to us right now.

After Landon calmed down, I let go of him and faced our father again who looked pleased as hell right now.

"We should get moving now." Damon murmured and I nodded. We needed to raid Hugo’s house first and search around for him, in hopes that we would find our mate with him, unscathed.

After leaving, we made sure to keep a bunch of army’s watching our father, then we all left for Hugo’s place. As we were going, I focused hard on my mind, taking comfort in the fact that I could still feel the newly forged bond between myself and Sue, which proved that she’s undoubtedly still alive.

We just don’t know if she’s harmed or not.

It didn’t take us long to arrive at Hugo’s house. We ordered our guards to raid everywhere in search of our mate, and after about ten minutes, they returned revealing both Hugo and Sue weren’t in the house.

Panic filled my chest even more as I pulled on my hair, feeling like I had hit a wall, cause I didn’t know what else to do.

"This is so terrible. Why the fuck is this happening? Just immediately after she almost lost her life. Even that one, she went through all that because of us, cause our new brides are stupidly territorial over us. Now she is kidnapped and in danger because of us again, making it seem like there’s nothing but trouble around us.

"Where else can we search now?" Landon demanded, his face in a scowl. I exhaled shakily cause I wished I had an answer ready to that, but I really didn’t.

Damon ordered the army to search everywhere around Hugo’s house, then he came over to us.

"Let’s head back to the palace, then we’d have to find another way. No use just standing out here waiting." Damon suggested and that was what pushed us to get back into the car. As the car drove home, it was silent as hell inside, and no one was smiling or cracking jokes. I felt so much worry within me the more I tried to imagine how she was presently fairing. She was probably scared out of her mind, and I felt the anger within me worsened.

That bastard Hugo... that damn fucking bastard. I honestly.wasn’t surprised by this

I was so gonna snap his throat when I find him.