I shook my head. “I beg to differ. If we did that, everyone in the Roz Town would be considered a traitor. Only Adam needs to face the consequences of his actions, not the innocent.”
Harlan cast a contemptuous glance at me.
“Debra, you’re too soft-hearted to do anything great.”
Then he grabbed a spare blanket and went to sleep on the couch.
Angela’s Library
I sighed inwardly.
Harlan always doubted my abilities. He openly criticized Gale’s idea to let me sneak into the Roz Town to investigate.
I never took his prejudices against me seriously, nor did I bother to defend myself.
Because the only way to make him shut up was to finish the task assigned by Gale as soon as possible. As long as I could get my hands on some hard evidence, Gale could severely punish the traitor alone while saving the people of Roz Town.
An Alpha should Love her people. She should take into consideration the needs of her pack and try her best to reduce the suffering of the people—-which was exactly what Gale was doing.
The following day was the weekend. I was still fast asleep when there was a sudden knock on the door. Groggy and half-asleep, I dragged myself to the door, only to find Carlos standing outside.
“Yes?” I asked impatiently, feeling odd about his visit.
Instead of answering me, he looked past me and glanced around the room. So rude! Annoyed, I narrowed my eyes at him with hostility.
Carlos coughed and asked in a strange tone, “I understand that it’s very early. Did I disturb your sleep?”
Debra’s POV: “Debra, who is this?”
Before I could answer Carlos, Harlan’s eyes popped open. He got up from the sofa he had been resting on and rushed over with a scowl. 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.𝘤𝘰𝘮
Carlos watched his approach with a small smile, a calculative gleam in his eye.
“It’s nice to meet you. I’m Caleb’s beta. Caleb has made an appointment for a physical examination for Debra at the best hospital,” Carlos explained calmly.
“Physical examination? Why does she need that?” Harlan rubbed his eyes and looked a little confused, maybe because he was still sleepy.
Carlos merely glanced at him before turning to me. “You were attacked by a killer. It’s better to have a check-up so we can be sure you didn’t sustain any internal injury.”
“Attack?” Harlan didn’t know about it. He turned to me and asked, “What happened? When did you get attacked by a killer?”
“The day before yesterday,” I answered.
“Why haven’t I heard anything about it? Who sent the killer?”
