The Wolf King's Luna

Chapter 64: SURPRISE VISIT

BLACK WATER PACK

CATHERINE

"Vance is here," a voice echoed, and I snapped awake, panic coursing through my body.

"What's Vance doing here?" I questioned Damon, who turned to me in surprise, unaware that I was already awake.

"Go back to sleep, Cathy. I'll handle this," Damon reassured, walking over to me. He could see the fear in my eyes.

"Why is Vance here, Damon?"

"I don't know, Cathy. I'll find out. But you should rest more; you're not strong yet."

"What if he knows I'm here?"

"He wouldn't do anything, Cathy."

"What if he drags me away? What if…"

"Shhh, baby, calm down. I've got you, okay? He'd have to kill me first before he gets to you. Don't you trust me?" Damon held me in a tight hug.

"I trust you, Damon," I said with a low voice.

"That's all I need, baby. I won't let anyone hurt you ever again. Just stay here and let me handle this. I'll come back for you, okay?"

"Okay," I responded, and he planted a kiss on my forehead before walking out and shutting the door behind him.

What could bring Vance here so early in the morning? I wondered, unable to focus on the thought.

Deciding to shake off the confusion, I opted to take a bath and dress up because I knew there was no more sleep for me.

As I got up from the bed, I winced in pain, my body still aching, and my bruises not completely healed.

DAMON

Stepping out, I could sense something off. I turned to Ryder and asked,

"Where's he?" My gut told me trouble was around the corner. I didn't like that he made Cathy so scared every time. My inner wolf growled in annoyance too.

"He's outside the gate; we kept him out," Ryder replied, following behind me.

Approaching the gate, the guards awaited my word, ready for action.

"Open the gate," I commanded, my eyes determined.

The guards swiftly obeyed, allowing Vance's car into the compound. His driver navigated the entrance, bringing Vance closer. The tension thickened as Vance stepped out.

"Alpha Vance," I greeted, my tone firm yet respectful.

"Alpha Damon," Vance responded, a calculated smile on his face.

"What brings you here so early?" I asked, my gaze holding a mix of authority and curiosity. NôvelDrama.Org content.

Vance nodded politely, saying, "I know Catherine is here. Came to take her away."

My expression stayed composed, though my protective instincts surged.

"Who told you that? She's not here" I protested feeling defensive

"The last time I came here, those cookies, they tasted like Catherine's. I know you have her, so give her to me, she's my mate." He insisted stubbornly.

Calling Cathy his mate didn't sit well with me at all. She's mine only.

"Cookies? Seriously? Do you think she's here just because of some cookies that anyone could've made? Did Catherine produce the recipe for the cookies?" I replied, finding his reasoning absurd.

"Is this some sort of joke?" I looked keenly at him frustrated by his unfounded claims.

Our argument intensified, and as Melissa and Mum came out, they wanted to know what was happening.

"What's going on here?" Mum asked, looking between Vance and me.

Vance insisted, "Alpha Damon is keeping my mate from me. I know she's here."

"Vance claims Catherine is here. He's going on about some cookies."

Melissa, raising an eyebrow, questioned Vance, "Cookies? That's your evidence?"

Vance defended himself, "I can sense her presence. She's here."

Mum, sensing the tension, stepped forward. "Alpha Vance, we don't keep anyone here against their will. Catherine isn't here"

With a stern look at Vance, I said, "You need to leave. If Catherine is your mate, you'll find her where she wants to be."

"This isn't over yet; I'll be back," Vance declared before heading to his car. His driver swiftly opened the door, and they drove off, leaving us in a moment of calm after his unexpected visit. There was a mix of tension and relief in the air as we returned to the peace that had been disturbed.

"That was close," Mum said, breaking the silence.

"Yes, Mum. I wonder how he knew she was here," Melissa chimed in.

"The cookies I served the Alphas that day were made by Catherine. I wouldn't have guessed he would recognize the taste," Mum explained.

"That's true, Mum. We need to do something about this as soon as possible," I asserted, deciding action was necessary.

Walking back to our room to check on Cathy, I opened the door to find her seated, hands holding her cheeks. As the door squeaked open, she quickly turned to face me.

"Damon, what's going on? Is he gone?" she questioned, visibly disturbed. I walked closer and gave her a reassuring hug.

"He's gone, Cathy. You don't need to worry anymore," I assured her, feeling the tension leave her.

I helped her sit on the bed, taking a seat beside her.

"What did he want?" she asked, still puzzled.

"He knows you're here and said he wanted to take you back."

"For what? He rejected me, so what does he want me for?"

"I don't know, Cathy, but you're mine now, and nobody is taking you away from me."

"How did he know I'm here?"

"It turns out he recognized the taste of the cookies Mum served him and the others when he came here the other time," I explained, sharing the surprising revelation.

"Oh! I used to make those cookies when I was in Skylight Pack and served him and others. I didn't think he would recognize anything that concerned me," Cathy expressed a mix of surprise and concern on her face.

"It's okay, Cathy. You're in safe hands. Very soon, I won't have to hide you anymore," I reassured her, attempting to comfort her. Gently lifting her chin to meet her eyes, I noticed a tear escaping.

"What's wrong, Cathy?" I inquired, genuine concern in my voice.

"I want to get revenge for my parents,"