Alpha Nocturne"s Contracted Mate

Chapter 262 None Taken

“I just can’t figure out how so many men could disappear so easily like this. It doesn’t make any sense that there would be no sign of any of them” Bertram continued with a deep frown.

Allen could feel Lexi’s tension rise as Bertram spoke, so he reached for her hand and squeezed it reassuringly.

He knew damn well that her anxiety was rooted in her concern over Greyson more than anything, and as much as he wished that their relationship would only ever be about the two of them, he had long since accepted that the Moon Goddess had plans for them all, and it was a matter of trusting in her wisdom rather than his own selfish desires.

“Do you think they are in some sort of trouble?” Lexi asked softly.

“Who knows,” Bertram snorted, “The whole area is a dead zone for communications. The last contact I had with them was here,” he said as he pointed to an area on the map, “and with the second team here,” he continued, moving his f*inger to a location slightly to the west of where Greysons team had last been seen.

“Strange. I understand there’s pockets of poor coverage here and there, but…” Allen began but he was cut off almost immediately by Bertram’s snort as he slammed his hand down on the map in front of him.

“Look, this whole area here,” he said as he indicated a circular area on the map that had been shaded with parallel lines, “It’s a complete dead zone. After I lost contact with the second team, I sent one of the handlers in with his direwolves, fully equipped with a tag and a scanner so that I could track it’s movements from here and map it out in real time.”

“Pity you didn’t attach a camera to it too,” Lexi muttered bitterly.

“It might interest you to know that our Dire Wolves are fitted with pinhole cameras as standard on their collars,” Bertram smirked, “I was able to map the entire dead zone by having the handlers stay in areas that they had a strong signal to maintain the connection with me, and then sending the wolves in whilst they monitored the signal strength.”

Allen frowned.

“Is there anything in that area that could be causing this? Could it be some sort of naturally occurring phenomena?”

depraved daemonic magick naturally occurring phenomena, then sure.” Bertram scoffed before his eyes widened and he turned to Lexi with an apologetic smile, “No offense of

Lexi

on camera,” Bertram explained, “Multiple ritual sites are scattered around the area where the dead zone is at its densest. So, to me at least, it seems as though they have a barrier that originates from the altars and their existence is holding it in

let’s take the next step and test this theory, shall we?” Lexi grinned as Bertram eyed her warily. “What do

of these so-called altars should enable communications to be

theory…yes…” Bertram stammered with

them down then.” Lexi suggested with a hint of irritation in her voice, “I don’t understand why you all have to spend such a long time dithering about what to do next when the logical course of

running it past the higher ups!” Bertram blustered as Lexi

do none of you have a single braincell between you to enable you to act of your own accord? What the f**k is the use of holding a commander title if you have to run back to us with your tail between your l*egs every time something crops up?! We shouldn’t have to

have the authority to dispatch anymore

you the f****

due respect, it

it done

really don’t have the authority to send any

allocated to defense at the Enclave, if I go

as I said. As soon as my business for today is finished,

dismay but she held a hand up to silence him and the fire that burned in her eyes as she glared at him stopped him in his

their appearance and any other information

of her fury and the insinuation that he had been neglectful and complacent

it’s ready for you,

you do.” Lexi spat as she stood and stormed out of