The Were CEO’s Secret

Chapter Seventy-Three – His Secret Weapon.

Keon couldn’t stop scolding Nathan for spilling about their identity even if he had wanted Stephanie knowing about it.

Stephanie was becoming more curious and was thinking more, she could accidentally reopen a dead file.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

He knew Johnson was unto him so that could easily lead him to uncover his identity, and he wouldn’t waste time in telling his sister.

But a part of him was sure Stephanie would resist the urge to keep him safe. She was connecting more to him, she won’t cause him harm.

He head footsteps up his roof and sighed, leaving the bed. What again was Jarma’s reason for wanting to work with him. That he was cool?

The person jumped to the front door. Nathan slapped the door open, jolting him. “You are late. We should have been there ten minutes ago.”

Jarma grinned. “Oh, I’m sorry.” He came in front of him. “Riddle me this, why does everyone in your pack think you’re human, you’re not.”

He pushed Jarma away harshly, “Cos I am. Now let me be.” He stomped to his car.

Jarma stared at him perplexed. Maybe he should just shut his mouth, he jumped into the car.

Nathan stared at him. “It had a door, you open the door and get in.”

“It had an open top so I found it convenient to jump in.” Jarma replied.

Nathan grunted, looking back at his sister’s house, should he tell her he couldn’t work with Jarma? He stared at the man.

He decided to ignore him and started the car. It was just one mission, and he couldn’t go alone so he would swallow it.

They arrived at the spot, two minutes before Johnson arrived. Nathan thanked his stars for driving in full speed despite Jarma’s yells.

The lead warrior was with Johnson, he had tipped Jarma of Johnson’s plan to release some rogues who would be working for him.

They’re job was to get pictures on the meeting as proof to the council of packs that Johnson just wasn’t a threat to them but to all packs.

Thus all packs being on alert, the fight against Johnson would be easier.

This was Nathan’s plan on hearing his father couldn’t return with the hunters as they still had unfinished business in Europe.

“Try not to capture Leo as you take pictures.” Jarma pointed out to him when he took a shot. He glazed over him. “Who’s Leo?”

“Use your smarts. Who else but the lead warrior there. If Johnson is Johnson then the lead warrior is Leo. Use your smarts.” Jarma sighed.

Nathan refused to be offended and took more random shots. Johnson was yet to open the cave where the rogues were.

Nathan’s wasn’t sure he’d keep rogues in such caves and they’d still be loyal to him.

The cave was huge, should hold about a hundred rogues, which was surely not the case, for their pack’s sake.

“You know, if Johnson knows that Leo works with you, he’d kill him.” he used his side eyes to watch Jarma’s reaction.

Jarma shook his head. “Johnson won’t take another cousin from me. Leo knows what to do also. He won’t be caught. Don’t worry.”

A scoff escaped Nathan’s lips. Worry? He hadn’t worry for a bit. He took a better shot of Johnson and waited for the cave to open.

The cave slowly opened and low growls came out from it. It was dark and wild hungry snarls were heard. Nathan felt Keon feel challenged.

Were this just rogues?

A huge paw stuck out from the cave, and then followed the head of a big dirty brown wolf, it winced on being under sunlight and went back.

Jarma began breathing heavily. Nathan tapped him, his blood running cold. “Is that… that’s an elder wolf, isn’t it?” Those weren’t rogue wolfs.

Another one came out and in blinding speed a seven feet wolf, dashed out from under the cave and began running in circle.

He fell back. This was a huge miscalculation.

More huge wolves came from under the cave and joined the first one in running in circles. They snarled and growled, hungrily.

Jarma shook his head. “It couldn’t be..”

“The hell? It is. It already is. Those are elder wolves that’d been in hibernation. Johnson kept wolves in hiber… you said he killed them?” Nathan tried his best to keep his voice low.

Jarma snatched his camera, zooming into the circle. He identified all the elders by their wolves.

They had only grown bigger and more wilder. But there was one who wasn’t amongst them.

“Johnson killed the head of the elders in front of the pack. He added he’d kill the rest and since they never returned, it was assume he did.”

Leo stepped back from the horrendous wolfs as they kept running in circle. They weren’t what he was expecting. His Alpha had told him rogues.

Johnson smirked. “Shocked?”

He smiled nervously. Why did he lie to him? Had he discovered he was a double agent? One of the wolves stopped and looked at him.

Johnson shrugged. “I didn’t want to tell you they were actually elder wolves, to not ruin the surprise.”

Leo breathed in on realizing the Alpha hadn’t caught up to him yet. “Oh, they are huge. How long have they been here?”

“Five years. They are my secret weapons. They only answer to their Alpha.” Johnson replied proudly.

A lump grew on Nathan’s chest. “Five years?” They would be wilder and hungry than ever. And wolfsbane would’ve minimal effects on them. They were only killers, wielded by their Alpha.

“I need to save them. I shouldn’t have left. They were forced into hibernation and they lost their senses.” Jarma threw down the camera angrily.

Nathan glared at him, picking it up. He didn’t speak as he knew the man was going through emotional tussles.

The elders would easily overthrow their own elders who’d be back soon, they only hibernated for two years. The longer, the stronger.

Jarma tapped Nathan, and he looked forward. One of the wolves was inching towards Leo, like a predator. The lead warrior was backing the wolf.

Johnson added. “These elders, any wolf they come across that isn’t from our pack, they’d eat them alive. That’s the best part.”

Jarma’s eyes widened. “That’s the worst part.”

Leo noticed the glowing eyes of the elder on him, and went behind his Alpha. Johnson frowned at the elder. “Why’s he after you?”

Nathan smirked. “Of course, the elder might have smelt your cousin was going rogue and want to turn him to food.”

Jarma panicked. “That’s not funny, Nathan.”

Johnson gestured for the Alpha to go back, the wolf advanced, trying to grab Leo, till he flinched in submission when Johnson’s eyes glowed red.

“I think I stayed with rogues a lot so I began smelling like one. Only rogues could tell me where Jarma was so I resorted to them.”

The elder wolf went back to the rest and continued running in circles.

Johnson turned to him. “Then don’t stay with rogues, or I won’t be able to protect you next time. Leave Jarma, he’s a coward.”

His words made Jarma sulk and he fell back. “We can’t defeat those elders. They only listen to their Alpha. Johnson won, again.”

Johnson’s eyes glowed again and the elders came to a stop, he began moving out and they followed him obediently like dogs.

Leo held his hands in fear, these wolves were more than he anticipated.

There was silence after they left. Nathan rested his head on the rocks, thinking hard on what could counter the wolves or what could stop them from hurting others.

He snapped his fingers when an insane thought bumped into his head, “Jarma, you said you were once their Alpha, right?”

Jarma faced him, with gloom written in his face, he agreed. “Yes, so?”

“Well, you’d be able to stop them. Johnson said, they only hurt those who aren’t from their pack. Last time these elders remember, you’re from their pack and was their Alpha.”

A surge of hope fell on Jarma, he sat up. “Okay, that is true but I smell like a rogue now. Can I hide my scent?”

Nathan huffed. “That’s not a problem, I’d handle that. You just have to make the elders remember you as their Alpha, we turn the fight around.”

Jarma leapt to his feet, almost stepping on Nathan and began heading down the mountain they were on.

“For the records, this was my plan.” Nathan declared, seeing his anticipation. He smiled and rushed down the mountain with him.