Chapter 7 Plan B

After giving it some thought, Jessie headed straight to the beta's wing, trying to stay as far away from various areas of the house as she could in case she ran into anyone, particularly Kamara. She was unable to endure putting on a sympathetic expression and meeting that woman's gaze once more. Jessie detested her. She desired for her to be dead and out of her way.

Jessie had always thought Kamara was too weak, too wretched, too worthless, and so incapable of keeping a man. That was how she felt when Caiden rejected Kamara as his mate to be with her. She thought she had won that war, but then Kamara returned, bringing the past with her and destroying whatever hopes she had for their future together.

Strolling through the pack house, she vowed to herself that she would destroy Kamara Steele and she would never come near Caiden again.

Enzo was told to wait in his room till she returned, so she hurried to where he was waiting. She peered into his eyes and walked furiously towards him when she discovered he was sitting in the same spot.

"What brought that bitch back?" She growled at her brother, her heart thumping uncomfortably.

"Sorry about all this, Jessie." With his hands extended in front of him, Enzo stood up and while observing his sister.

"When you first removed her from the pack, you ought to have been more efficient."

With her eyes closed, her jaw tightened, Jessie battled to stop her wolf from tearing apart her own brother. "You're just too submissive and docile, Enzo."

"You need to calm down and watch what you're blurting out of that mouth of yours, Jessie," he growled.

"There's no point in moping about what went wrong anymore."

"You want me to calm down when Caiden is about to leave the pack and pursue the quadruplets with that bitch Kamara? Everything I have is literally at risk."

His eyes grew wide as he questioned, "So, he knows the children are his? I ought to have killed that bitch completely when I had the opportunity."

"Like seriously, Enzo? It surprises me that you regret what went wrong while also agreeing with me on things for once in your life."

"I apologize if I let you down. She definitely won't make it through this time." Enzo said, clenching his jaw.

She was breathing heavily and could not control her anger, saying, "It's too late. It's risky at this point. A decoy that will keep Kamara away from Caiden without drawing suspicions needs to be devised."

A little taken aback by Jessie's behavior, Enzo laughed. What the hell was she getting at?

With sinister grin, she said, "We need a plan B. Think of something and make sure you do everything right this time."

"A plan B? Are you sure of this?" Enzo found it hard to believe. Though he had a plan but he always believed the idea was absurd, he didn't think he would have to carry it out.

She glanced at Enzo in desperation and said, "Just do as I ordered, Enzo," struggling with her mixed feelings. "Do what you can now, before it's too late," she continued.

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I stood outside the building behind the cover of a tree and watched the activities happening on the streets of the city move slowly while I waited for Caiden to determine whether or not he would look for the quads. Every thing in that location brought back memories of the terrible times I had spent there, even though I tried to ignore them.

I saw glimpses of my early years, a few joyful moments from when my parents were alive. The pleasant scent of my mother's long hair and my father's rich voice lingered in my memory. However, once they were killed, my life turned into a haze with many scars—that is, until Caiden showed up to save me

What had become of Aunt Larisa and her husband, I wonder? Whether they had paid the price for all the evil they had done, or if they were still alive.

I was getting impatient and decided to explore the pack's surrounds on my own. Whenever I walked around the streets, everyone would turn to stare at me. There were murmurs and mocking laughter. The pack still considered me a repulsive waste among them, and they hadn't forgotten that I, Kamara, had run away after being rejected.

I eventually arrived at the former residence where my parents and I had lived. It looked like it had been abandoned. I felt a surge of unhappiness come over me. I went down a long corridor under the porch. Though in some places the rotting wood slid, that wasn't what attracted my eye. An old toy was on the ground. I was suddenly tempted to pick it up, but I refrained.

I was startled when I heard branches break as though someone stepped on them. I inspected the environment with my enhanced senses, but all I saw were squirrels jumping from tree to tree, rabbits running around and birds flying in different directions.

After my parents passed away, the house had been vacant for several years and no one had the courage to even venture in. It was said that the house was cursed and that the echoes of the former owners' screams could still be heard in the vacant chambers. I returned my focus to the house.

Along the fissured walls were various doors. I kept going till I eventually came to another enormous open door. I felt like I was being watched when I walked in. The memories embedded in every crevice of the place nearly brought me to tears, even if it smelt bad. The house was remote, well away from the city, and hardly visited. I was lost in my memories when I felt someone was coming, and just as I was about to flee, a hand pulled me.

A powerful urge to break away surged through my chest. I wanted to scream, but the invader turned to face me and whispered, "I come in peace, I mean no harm, Kamara," as if he could read my mind. "I'd like to speak with you."

He let go of my arms and stepped back, exposing more of his physical appearance. His black hair gleamed in the sunlight, and he was dressed in a white t-shirt. In my entire life, I have never seen this man. I was afraid when I met his eyes. What if he was here to abduct me, and was responsible for the abduction of the quads?

I retreated a step, then another, till my back hit the wall and I felt cornered.

"Who are you?" I asked, my voice coming out in a whisper.