The Pack's Weirdo : A Mystery to unveil
Chapter 60 - Deal

Chapter 60: Chapter 60 - Deal

"Boys, how about you leave us alone for some time?" I told them, but everyone looked suspiciously at me except Duke. I am not in the mood to explain things to all of them. I looked at them and gave them my most serious expressions, "I don’t like to repeat myself" I could feel the energy surging in my veins and the anger that appeared out of nowhere... {there was something wrong. It is not the first time when people didn’t listen to me then why am I feeling so angry?} ... "out" I didn’t know why I shouted, but after that, the whole room was filled with so much energy that all six of them went outside after an apology.

I transferred my focus to Mr. Wilson, who was looking pale now. "You know I am really looking forward to this meeting of ours" He gathered up his courage, but I could see that he was scared out of his wits.

"I am not talking with some assistant" he stood up from his place, and instantly I took my gun and put it on the table with a loud thud.

"I, too, am not very interested in talking with you, Mr. Wilson, until I heard that two of OUR people died at your place," I told him and took the gun in my hand "now, I am not calm and composed like Ryan, so it would be the best option for you to sit here calmly and answer all my questions or.... I have my methods" he ignored me and tried to open the door which is locked now "don’t waste your energy. The only person that can make me open this door for you is miles away from here by now," I again told him, and when he didn’t come, I couldn’t stop myself any longer.

I got up from the chair, and he started shouting for help. I grabbed the back of his coat and harshly pulled him back towards the chair. I pushed him on the chair, pointed my gun at him, and shot the bullet that grazed his ear and damaged the vase behind Ryan’s desk. He shouted in pain, but I didn’t give him time to shout more and placed the head of my gun in his mouth.

"I am not a patient person, Wilson. Either give me the answers I want, or I will shoot you. I am not allowing you to put the lives of our people at stake. Now, I am asking you for the last time. Are you going to answer my questions?" I asked him, and this time without even wasting a second, he nodded frantically, and I took my gun out from his mouth. I sat on the chair beside him and turned towards him.

"You know the person who is trying to kill you, right?" He nodded, took his handkerchief from his pocket, and put it on his ear, which was bleeding.

"That scum has been trying to kill me for a while now", he accepted, and I literally wanted to blow his head with my gun... {Can’t you have given this information earlier?}

"And you didn’t think you should have mentioned this before signing the contract with us."

"You guys are werewolves, for god’s sake. How would I be able to know that he is stronger than the security personnel at Knights?" he shouted in irritation, and I glared at him, which made him nervous again.

"I wanted to know everything from the start."

"He has been after me for quite some time, but he was unable to locate me, but a year ago, he traced me, and from then, I started facing attacks. In starting, these attacks were not this heavily planned, but after every failed attempt, they started becoming more and more fatal. That’s why I wanted to choose the security personnel myself" he got silent, and I don’t know why but I am getting a feeling that he was not telling me many major things.

"As I can already see, you are not happy with the services of our personnel. How about we terminate the contract, and you take the services from some different company?" As soon as I said this, his face became paler.

"You can’t do that"... {it seems like this little old man is extremely scared of whoever that person is.}

"We can. Ryan is wealthy enough to pay any fine or fight any legal case in court." he started stammering... "The thing is that Mr. Wilson. I know you are not telling the truth. I am a human, so I knew very well that no werewolf wants to do anything that will make him deal with humans." I can see his expressions changing. I stood from the chair and gave him some tissues to clean his wound. "Sorry for behaving rudely earlier. I didn’t want to lose my job, and as we were unable to find any clue about the people who were attacking you, Mr. Knight would have surely fired me. I got this job after a lot of effort. No boss will give importance to a normal human when his own people’s life is at risk" I was trying to look as innocent as I could when my mobile started ringing with Ben’s name flashing on the screen.

I received the call, "Hello, Mr. Knight."

"You know that if something happened to you, then Ryan is going to go crazy" his tone is strict, but he is not scolding me.

"Yes, sir"

"Then I am expecting that you are not doing something that will place you in danger," he asked me, and I nodded... {Use words stupid. How will he be able to see you?}

"Yes, sir"

"Fine, I am giving you an hour with Mr. Wilson. After that, I will come inside," he said, "Take care."

"Sure, sir," I said and placed my cell on the table.

"Can you please terminate the contract, Mr. Wilson?" I asked him, and he shook his head negatively... {he is not looking scared or nervous now}

"I understand your problem, but only werewolves can save me from other werewolves. Vampires will surely kill me, and witches always want something very dangerous in return. I will not be able to live even a single day without the security of knights." he is looking tense now... {How in this hell did he know about vampires, witches, and werewolves?}

"Can’t you talk with that man and sort things calmly? Everyone wants something, and you are rich enough to buy him almost everything that he would want," I suggested, and he shook his head in defeat.

"He only wants me to die. He will kill me the second his eyes land on me" he is looking irritated now.

"What have you done to make a werewolf so mad at you?" I asked him, and he seemed to be alarmed about this.

"What gave you this that I did something to him?" he asked me sceptically.

"I already told you that I stayed all my life with wolves, and I neither have any friend nor enemy. They didn’t like to associate with humans," I told him and got up from the chair, but he stopped me.

"You lived with wolves, so you should also know many things about them," he asked me in hope, and I nodded. Suddenly his eyes twinkled with excitement, and he gave me a very creepy smile. "Are you interested in making a deal with me?" he asked me in confidence.

"Deal?" I asked him with a confused expression.

"If you want a normal life like a normal human, then I can help you, but in return, I want information from you" ... {let’s see where this conversation goes} ... I am actually hoping that I should get something this way because he is surely not looking like someone who will spill his beans only because of fear.

"What kind of information do you want?" I asked him suspiciously... {Why is he so interested in werewolves when a werewolf already wants him dead?}

"Everything you know about them. How do things work in the werewolf world, and what are their strengths and weaknesses? I wanted to know everything from a werewolf’s birth to its death" He was suddenly very excited.

"And how exactly will you help me get rid of all this werewolf stuff in my life?" ... This conversation is becoming more interesting now.

"Give me the information, and I will pay for all the expenses for the lifetime ’’ I can see an insane gleam in his eyes.

"Why are you so interested in werewolves? They are nothing special. Just a different species than us" he looked at me as if I had grown two heads.

"Are you kidding me? Did you not feel astonished by their capabilities, even ones? They can transform their human bodies into a wolf. Their strength, sensing and healing abilities, speed... Did nothing interest you? Have you ever thought, ’Why are they the only ones who got this gift from God and not all the humans of this whole world?" I am stunned by his words that I can’t even react to anything on this... {I am not getting good feeling with all this}

"Because if that happens, then the world will end for sure. If the world has so many werewolves, then there will surely be many wars for the power struggle" ... {Does he even able to understand what he is saying?}

"Yes, but what if humans can control the werewolves?" he smirked at my shocked expressions.

"That’s not pos- possible," I stammered.

"But I can make this possible. I have already done deep research on this, but every experiment failed because I didn’t know the basics of the werewolf world. You have lived between them; you should have surely studied about them like how the very first werewolf came into existence. How did they evolve? What qualities do they have from the beginning, and which are the ones they developed with time? My research and your information about werewolves can make humans the strongest species of this world."

"Observing a werewolf from afar is not called research, and no werewolf will let you be even in close proximity". As soon as I said this, his expression changed from proud to angry. "I don’t think that’s a good idea. You don’t know about werewolves. That’s why you are saying all this. It is hardly possible for humans like us to even talk with werewolves, and you are talking about experimenting. Don’t forget that we are talking about werewolves and not rats. One wrong move, and they will not even think twice to rip our body apart." ... {Why am I getting the feeling that I am very close to the truth now?} He started laughing loudly and slapped the table hard.

"Observing from afar," he again started laughing, "What do you think, what I am?" I got confused about this, and he smirked. "I am a geneticist, and when I am telling about research and experiment, it clearly means the experiments that I did were clearly not on rats" he is looking so proud while telling me this, and I am suddenly feeling sick. "I did all my experiments on a living werewolf and got impressive results. The only reason why I didn’t share my great discovery with everyone was that I lost the subject that I experimented on. I only needed one chance to finally get success in my experiment, and you also need one chance to get away from the shitty life you are living under these scumbags. We both can help each other". That’s the time when all the prospects connected with each other, and I finally understood the reason behind all the attacks on him.

"Your subject ran away", he became serious on this, "and now he wanted to kill you because of what you did with him", I concluded, and he didn’t say anything for a few minutes while continuously looking at me. "Fine, I will help you" again, his expression changed that of a small kid who got something that he wanted for a long time, "but my information is of no use until you don’t have a subject to experiment on."

"I only wanted information from you. Silver, wolfsbane, witch’s herbs, medical equipment, werewolves. I will arrange everything" ... {who the hell is this man?} Suddenly, I remembered the attack in which I got injected with silver... {Is he the beast? Or does he know who the beast is?}