HER ALPHA'S CARNAL SINS
Chapter 259: A

Chapter 259: A

Definitely not him or his sister or mother, but these people... no wonder he felt some sort of otherworldly aura emanating from them right from when he had met Theresa.

"I was a book worm in middle school, and I had taken an interest in fantasy romance. I know so much about werewolves, witches, vampires, faes... I just didn’t know they existed." He held his head. This was too much to process, yet he feared that if he asked too many questions, Angela would stick true to her words and kill him off without a thought.

"Wait... What about witches... A- And vampires.. and the rest... Are they real too? "

Theresa shrugged, still keeping her eyes trained on him like she was watching his every move, Incase he made a run for it.

"Witches- yes. Vampires and the rest? Yes, and No."

"What do you mean Yes and No."

"Yes by they were in existence, and No as in, they aren’t any longer. Now quit with the questions. We’ve satisfied your curiousity and we’ve explained the needful." Angela cut in.

Theresa just raised a hand, shutting Angela up. If she didn’t want to answer his questions, then she will. She liked his curiosity. Reminded her of Jephthah, and it was amusing to watch him look so vunerable and naive as he asked calmly like he was scared of upsetting the time bomb beside her.

"Rogues are mutilated werewolves or werewolves who have been banned from their packs due to betrayal or any horrible thing of the sort, or forbidden hybrids like a were-witch." She explained without needing a question. Besides, it was the first thing he wanted to know. Rogues. He knew about werewolves, why not rogues?

"How long have you guys been in existence? Have wereolves been living amongst us humans for so long?" He asked, color draining from his face as he waited for an answer. He didn’t know If he should he scared or worried or apprehensive, but he was mostly curious. Yes, he was cautious that he was standing before two fantasy creatures he only thought existed in tales and books, but then again, it was mind blowing that he got a first hand chance to learn about these creatures from them personally and know about their orgin and all the rest.

"Decades..." Theresa waved her hands, and from the corner of Andrew’s eyes, he noticed Angela receive a call from someone who he assumed was their boss.

"We have actually, but some do it for the purpose of finding their mates... Not all werewolves have werewolves as mates. They can also be mated to humans" She paused to raise a brow. "You know what mates are, right?"

He nodded before freezing as he realized something. If there was a possibility that Jephthah was a Werewolf, did it mean...

"Is Talya a werewolf."

Theresa smirked dangerously as if she was wondering how Talya was brought into their conversation and Andrew bit his tongue.

"Yes.. she is." Angela replied as she put down the phone. "Come on. A is around. It’s time."

With that, Theresa walked ahead of them- towards the house they had parked several feet from. Unlike the others, it wasn’t demolished, and despite the unruly background and compound, the building was quite descent to stay in if you could handle snakes and other posionous insects.

Andrew and Angela were left to walk side by side, the two noticing something off about Theresa. Andrew wondered if it was about Angela speaking about their boss, but Angela knew what made her turn away in rage.

"Word of advice... If you want to live much longer, and probably avoid dying in Theresa’s hands, avoid speaking about Talia unless she does."

Andrew’s eyes suddenly widened in realization and he swallowed in fear when he realized he just chose a death wish by carelessly asking such a question.

He nodded, not able to form words out his mouth as they headed into the house. As they approached the place, bushes rustling under their feet, the stench of blood became so obvious, a churning feel began rising up in his stomach like bile.

And it got even worse as they entered what looked like an office which was down the basement.

"It smells like a morgue in here..." He whispered, grabbing hold of his nose and aaying, feeling his voice echo through the house as they moved down the hallways which led down to the office they found themselves in.

"Personally, A would not let that slide. Bear with the stench until you leave, and do not say a word until she speaks to you. If she chooses to kill you, Theresa cannot save you, so please just listen and shut your mouth."

More color drained from his face when he heard her words, and despite the dread he felt on hearing about this mysterious boss of theirs, he was curious to see her, wondering how powerful someone was to kill him and Theresa would just stand there and watch, unable to raise a finger and help him.

The office was empty but for a desk and a large chair behind it. Two miniature chairs were positioned Infront of the desk, facing the large one. There was also a notice board which had pictures of pinned people he couldn’t recognize, some pictures had holes in them like they were shot with a gun, some looked like they had been shredded with a knife, some had bloodstains around. Infact the walls.. the floors, the ceilings... everywhere had dark stains of blood all around, and he actually got used to the stench since It wasn’t as horrible as the one he perceived outside.

"Where’s A?" Theresa asked after some seconds of standing and no one had said a word, probably just like Andrew, staring at everything in awe and horror.

Andrew thought to himself. He could never sleep in this room no matter how much he was paid!

Suddenly he felt a very dark imminent aura from behind, causing his legs to turn to jelly legs, and Andrew froze when he sensesd a prescence behind them.

There was a chilled uneasy feeling that travelled through Andrew’s body just by sensing the stranger’s prescence right behind him.

All the blood drained from his face and he had to hold the chair tight beside him to hold his weight because he could feel his legs almost give way as an invisible force tried to push him down to his knees.

"Why is there a human here?"