Divorced Ex-Luna Returns With Triplets
CHAPTER SEVENTY ONE: The Daring Truth

Nathaniel'S POV

I was told Amanda went on a date with her new boyfriend. I was not jealous. In fact I would be damned if I was. But I was worried for her. I didn't know this guy and weirdly I was weary of him already for her. Maybe I should tell her that I would like to meet him. Funny part was that he came to pick her up from the pack. I should confront her but I was busy with going after the trail I got. I went to the place of dead man that was said to own the restaurant. I didn't meet anyone but just as I was about to leave, I happened to bump into a young lady that she quite shocked to me. From her expression, I knew she knew who I was or what I was.

"Relax." I extended my hand, gesturing her to calm down.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, her eyes wide in alert.

"I mean no harm." I raised my hands in a surrender gesturee, taking slow steps toward her. "I am just here to -"

"Ask about my grandfather who your kind killed." She hissed.

My brows knotted together. "What do you mean by that?"

She snorted. "So you are trying to tell me that you are not aware that they made him to sign his name under that stupid restaurant he never built and kill him?" She gave me a ridiculous look.

I narrowed my eyes. What exactly was she talking about?

"Can we sit?" I asked her.

She gave me a long look. "Not like I am scared of you. You can kill me. I don't really care." She shrugged and went to sit on the couch. I followed her and took a seat opposite her.

"So tell me. What exactly do you know?"

She gave me a weary look but continued. "Months back, some men in a black with eagle and a crescent moon emblem on their forearm approached my grandfather."

"I was scared so I didn't come out of the bedroom I had hidden in. The men talked about some favors being repaid and my grandfather agreed since he was grieving his wife who had recently died as well so he agreed to do as they said. Signing his name as the owner of the restuarant." She looked haunted as if she was remembering that night.

"So..."

"They killed him instantly and left after getting the file."

"Didn't the boss come with them?" I questioned.

"He didn't. Maybe he did but I only saw the men through peeping. It was the emblem I caught and they left the old man's body. I took it upon myself to bury him." Tears slid down her cheeks. I didn't know if I was permitted to comfort so I just relaxed on my seat, trying to contemplate what she just explained.

If the old man was killed by the men she just said came, then should they take her as well?

She said my kind was the ones that they killed. They would definitely be trained and their senses would be heightened so they would know that there was someone behind the closed doors, except they left her here for a reason. She was tasked to tell me this.

They didn't to be kept hidden. They wanted me to know and this lady, my eyes fixed on her, would be the key to my meeting the people so I needed to play the game accordingly.

"Okay. I'm really sorry for your loss. I would like really to visit his grave." She flicked her gaze to me and slowly nodded.

"Sure." We exited the house and she led me to the place where the old man was buried. It looked like something she could have done. After talking about the times they have spent together and few tears shed, I held her arms to comfort her. We soon got on our way back. I pitied her. I didn't want to leave her here at all.

"Okay. I know you hate my kind but I think you should come with me. What if they come back here and they kill you the way they did to the old man?" I asked her. I watched her keenly. She didn't act scared.

I was confused. Has she really given up on being alive or was she acting according to the way they had asked her to? I knew the game and I was playing.

"I don't think so. The old man expected it. In as much as I would have love to avenge his death, I know he would not want it." She sniffed.

"Well, I also know that he would not want the fact that you are left here alone all by yourself. So come with me back to my pack. I promise you that no one is going to harm you. I will make sure of that." I promised her.

She swallowed hard, fidgeting as she cast me a skeptical look. I stared into her eyes, trying to decipher what she was thinking. Fear, pain, agony, trauma. I saw it all in her eyes. I was right.

"If you say so but remember you invited me." She bit her lips nervously.

I smiled softly and she went to the take the little things she had in the house and while she was gone, I went through the portraits of the old man in and nothing seemed familiar. She soon returned not longer after and we headed for my car. The moment we settled, i inserted the key into the keyhole and the engine revved into life. Hitting the road, I headed straight for my pack. Grayson's call kept coming in but I could not pick it when I was driving.

I soon reached my pack and led the girl in. That reminded me that I didn't even know her name.

"Hmm, what is your name by the way?" I asked her, slowing down to hear her.

"Leila. Call me Leila." I nodded and pushed the door to the pack house open.

"Nathaniel, where have your phone been? I have been trying to call you to give you updates on -" He stopped talking when he noticed the petite figure beside me. His eyes twitched slightly. 'Who is she?' He asked through the mindlink.

'A long story.' I sighed in response.

"Help Leila here to relax in one of the guestrooms and meet me in the office." I told him and went to my room to change before walking to the office to get on with the things on my laptop. Grayson came in not long after.

"She is Leila. I met her at the old man's house and she told me about his death." I didn't wait for him to ask more questions. I went further to tell him the things the girl had explained to me and he took his seat. "Then who is she to me?" He asked.

"Now that is what I do not know. I didn't ask her and she didn't bother to tell me." I exhaled deeply, pinching the bridge of my nose. I have been concerned with knowing the entire truth that I didn't ask her. "What if she was some sort of instrument the enemy is using? We just brought her into our pack." He stated the obvious and what I was thinking as well. That was the reason I liked Grayson. He was fast to think and strategize. "Well, there is only one way to find out. Make sure the CCTV coverage in her room is active all the time and it is on record. I do not want to hear that it got deleted or severed." I warned him.

He gave me a curt nod. "So how do we deal with this if it turns out to be true?" He leaned on the desk.

"We will just have to trace them and if we are unable to, she will lead us to them. I have a feeling that there was a reason she was left behind and that this person wanted to meet me and I will give him that honor." I said.

He sighed, shaking his head, definitely thinking about the whole matter. "That means that whatever is going on has started even before the attack, right?"

Then I remembered what the Alpha King had said. Even before my grandfather ruled.

"Yes. That is why I must get to the root of this matter. Now tell me what is it you wanted to tell me." I glanced up at him, retrieving a file from drive.

"I found out about Liam." He announced.

I clicked on a button and focused on him. "And what is that?" I inclined my head to the side because this suddenly interest me.

"He is the Alpha King's step brother who was sent away to abroad when he was young then he returned." He pulled out a file and slid it to me. I picked it up and went through it. It consisted of when Liam had lived in New York then he moved. That was why he seemed to casual when visiting the other day.

"What was the reason behind his movement?" I pulled another file out.

"Well, from the hospital I had gotten the information from in Germany, I was told that he was bipolar and that he often exhibited a violent behavior." He gave a hospital report.

"So you are trying to tell me that my wife is staying with a bipolar fucker?" I ground my jaw.

"He returned six years ago and has kept a low key profile since then, well, till a year ago when he began to attend social gatherings and made connections which aided him."

No wonder he knew the way of the supernatural realm.

"Then how did he meet Maurene?" The questions were to myself.

"Okay." I dropped the files. It was starting to cause my head to ache. "You did a good job on this. And yes, I want to you find out about a particular emblem." I described the emblem Leila had said earlier. He nodded curtly.

****

Later that day, I went to see Leila in her room and saw that she was already getting familiar with the environment.

"I see you are comfortable already." I said, pressing the socket.

She flinched and turned to me. "Well, the other guy helped me settle well inside. He is quite cool though." Her purse lips formed a smile.

I hummed a reply. "I just remembered that you didn't tell me how you were related to the old man." I covered it up with a smile that didn't reach my eyes.

"Oh, really? I didn't? Well, I am his foster granddaughter. I was brought in to take care of the both of them."

"Which means you were there when the old man lost his wife and he died too?"

"Yes, ironic. He was barely surviving. I think he was happy to finally die so he could meet his wife early."

Well, that made sense. The old man could have been depressed but he couldn't commit suicide because of the girl.

"I kept encouraging him that he would meet her soon and I know I should not say this but I will, I think I was happy when he died. He had nothing else he was living for and he finally found peace so..." "Have you ever heard if they had kids of their own?"

She gave me a long look. "If you had brought me here to interrogate me like this, I think it would be better if I returned back to where I came from." She began to pack up.

"And risk the fact that they could come and kill you?"

"At least it is my death and not yours. Don't tell me you think I would kill grandfather and I was lying?" She keened her eyes on me.

"No, I do. Just that the old man's death is important. But if you are not going to speak, I will not bother you." I quickly brought myself back. I should not push her too much or she might push back. "Alright. You can continue with what you are doing." I implored her and exited her room. A smirk formed on my lips as I walked back to my room.

She was a spy and she has just confirmed that now.