Hannah and Louis were both anxiously waiting for the boss that Gilbert had spoken of. They kept their eyes glued to the door, hearts pounding, their minds running wild with questions.
It didn’t take long before two men in their mid-twenties stepped through the door. They exuded a powerful, almost dangerous presence. Like Joey and Gilbert, they were dressed in all-black, but they didn’t bother hiding their faces.
The two men, Carl and Morgan, were so alike that most people found it hard to believe they weren’t brothers. They had been with the organization for almost three years, earning the trust of the mysterious boss.
“Where’s the boss?” Joey asked, surprised that only these two entered.
Carl, with an annoyed expression, responded, “She couldn’t make it. Personal reasons.”
“What do you mean ‘personal reasons’?” Gilbert shot back, clearly irritated. “She said she’d handle them herself. Why the sudden change in plans?”
“She knows what she’s doing. Let’s just follow her orders,” Morgan calmly said, his tone steady as usual.
Gilbert frowned. “Fine, but what are we supposed to do with them now?” He pointed towards Hannah and Louis.
“The boss wants them untied and put in the basement. She’ll decide what to do with them tomorrow,” Carl said.
Joey and Gilbert exchanged glances before silently moving towards Hannah and Louis. They untied them, but the relief was short-lived as they were soon thrown into the cold, damp basement.
As soon as the door was slammed shut behind them, Louis rushed to Hannah’s side, pulling her into a tight embrace.
“We just have to hold on a little longer, Hannah. We’re going to get out of this, I promise,” Louis whispered, trying to keep his voice steady for her sake.
“But why us?” Hannah’s voice trembled as she rested her head on Louis’ shoulder, her whole body shaking. “We haven’t done anything wrong. Why would they treat us like this?”
“I don’t know,” Louis admitted, his brow furrowed as he gently rubbed her back. “But the boss is a woman. If we ever see her, maybe we’ll recognize her.” He let go of Hannah slowly, helping her sit down beside him.
Hannah nodded, though her mind was still spinning. “That’s true… But we need to focus on getting out of here first. Do you see any way out?” Her voice was laced with fear, but she tried to sound hopeful.
Louis stood up, pulling Hannah to her feet. “Let’s search the place. There’s got to be a way out.”
They scoured the room, looking for any possible escape, but the walls were solid, and the doors locked tight. It seemed like they had no chance of getting out. But just as Louis was about to give up, Hannah pointed towards the far corner.
“Look, Louis! Over there!” She gestured to a small window, locked but not impossible to break. “Maybe we can get it open!”
Without wasting time, they rushed towards it…
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Meanwhile, Mona arrived at Alpha Derrick’s house after a short ride. She was still wearing her pyjamas but didn’t care as she rushed through the front door.
From the entrance to the living room, security guards filled the house, armed and alert. As soon as they spotted Mona, they bowed their heads in respect. Nobody dared to stop her. Everyone knew who she was-the future Luna.
She stormed into the living room, where Alpha Derrick sat, scrolling through his phone.
“How can you be sitting here so calmly when two people are missing?” she demanded, her voice filled with frustration.
Alpha Derrick glanced up, shocked to see her. “Why on earth are you wearing pyjamas?” He sounded irritated but more confused than anything.
Mona looked down at herself, realizing she hadn’t changed. “I was in a rush to get here! I didn’t have time to change,” she explained hastily.
Alpha Derrick shook his head. “Mona, you’re the future Luna. You can’t go around looking like this. Appearance matters.”
“I’ll deal with that later. Right now, what happened? Why are Hannah and Louis missing?” Mona sat down next to him, looking desperate.
“I’ve already explained this. My men searched the coffee shop and their home, but there’s no sign of them. They’re gone,” Derrick answered, still focused on his phone.
“So why aren’t you doing anything?” Mona demanded, her frustration rising.
“Because I had nothing to do with it!” Derrick replied, his tone cold. “I’ve got bigger things to deal with right now.”
“It has everything to do with me!” Mona snapped.
Alpha Derrick’s head shot up. “What do you mean?”
Mona hesitated for a moment, biting her lip before speaking. “Earlier today, I told Kimberly that her friends would suffer… I didn’t confirm it with you first. I just said it to scare her, but now-”
“Are you serious?” Derrick slammed his fist down on the couch, making Mona jump. “How could you be so careless?”
“I’m sorry! I didn’t think-” Mona’s eyes filled with tears. “I was just trying to intimidate her.”
Derrick stared at her for a long moment before shaking his head. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done? If those two don’t turn up, this will be on your head.”
“I know! That’s why I need your help. Please, Derrick. If anyone can find them, it’s you,” she pleaded, her voice breaking.
Derrick sighed, leaning back into the couch. He stayed silent for what felt like an eternity before finally saying, “Fine. I’ll find them.”
Mona’s face lit up with relief. “Thank you! Oh, Derrick, thank you so much!” She threw her arms around him, kissing him on the cheek. “I owe you big time for this.”
Derrick’s tough exterior cracked for a moment, but only for Mona. He cared about her in a way he showed to no one else. “You better go home now. I’ll call you with an update later tonight.”
“Thank you, Derrick,” Mona said, standing up with a grateful smile before heading out of the house.
Derrick watched her leave, shaking his head. She was the only person who could get to him like that. Everyone else feared him, but Mona… she always knew how to make him bend.