Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 671

Chapter 671: 671-My Detective Mate

Helanie:

Sitting with Emmet and listening to him made me blush so hard now.

But it was a serious matter, so I had to compose myself.

"Pied Piper? As in that tale where the piper played the flute and made the children follow him?" Altan asked. Emmet only nodded once, then blinked his eyes to confirm that’s exactly what he was talking about.

"I don’t understand. How is that tale related to these cases?" Altan said aloud, echoing the question I’d been silently wondering. But since Emmet brought it up, he must know what he was talking about.

"Those children weren’t kidnapped. They left on their own," Emmet’s statement made my eyes go wide.

"But where would they go? And how has no one heard about them all these days?" I asked, confused. If they left on their own, they must have had somewhere to go. They hadn’t left the pack— otherwise, the warriors would have noticed something.

But then again, the warriors hadn’t been doing a great job at the borders. I remembered how easy it had been for a wounded and disturbed me to run away from the pack back then.

"They’re not alone. All I’m saying is that they’re the ones summoning whatever this demon is. And that demon helps them escape their homes," Emmet said with confidence, making me keep staring at his face.

"They’re summoning the demon? Why? And who is this demon?" Altan almost leaned forward like he was ready to climb into Emmet’s mouth to get the answers directly.

"Sadness. They were all depressed and had talked about running away at one point or another.

As for the ’thing’—that’s what we have to find out," Emmet said. His insight made me feel proud of him. At least he’d figured out what was leading to the disappearances.

But it was still very confusing.

"How?" Altan questioned.

"Time will tell. For now, I have something of the demon’s we can test. Maybe that’ll help us figure out what we’re dealing with," Emmet suggested, and I began nodding.

However, the moment he stretched his arms, I had a feeling he was going to do something reckless, like put his arm around my shoulder and pull me closer.

Thankfully, he noticed the scared look on my face and pulled his arm back.

I wasn’t afraid of being seen with him, we just needed to be the first to explain things ourselves, instead of letting others start a rumor that we’d end up confirming.

"But when can we expect the results?" I asked Emmet. He turned to me and stared straight at my lips, making me self-conscious. I gulped.

"In a day or two," he said.

"What do you plan to do for the rest of the day?" he asked, completely ignoring Altan, as if he wasn’t even sitting with us.

I swear even Altan noticed, because he cleared his throat.

"If you two aren’t investigating anymore, I wanted to host a lunch in your honor, Helanie," Altan stated, his tone very steady.

"Let the pack members know you’ve come back to help them."

But his fingers intertwined anxiously, as if he wasn’t sure whether his invitation would receive a positive response.

"Actually, I have something else to do today," I replied to both.

Emmet gave me a nod before we both got up to leave. I told him where he needed to drop me off.

Straight to the mental asylum where they were keeping Diaz.

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