Unlike the last time Micah had been in the West Pack, security had never been this tight. Now, guards were stationed to every corner, the rooftop, and even the main gate looked like a fortress. It almost felt like President Roy himself was dwelling here.
Even though Alpha Irene had requested his presence, the guards still scanned them and searched the car’s trunk before granting access to the pack house.
As soon as Micah stepped out, Irene was already there to welcome him.
"You’re here," she said briskly. "Sorry for the inconvenience, but security is tight right now and for good reasons."
"What’s going on?" Micah asked, falling into step beside her.
Irene’s expression hardened. "A lot."
They walked into the house, and just like the gate, the atmosphere was tense. There were so many guards around that not even a cockroach could sneak past unnoticed.
As they climbed the twisting staircase, Micah asked, "There’s something I don’t understand. How did you know I’m the Oracle?"
Irene glanced back at him, her expression unreadable. "Griffin told me."
"What?" Micah cursed under his breath. He should’ve known better than to trust those little rascals with his secret.
"My son and I are quite close," Irene said, continuing her climb effortlessly. "He once told me that if anything ever happened to them, I should contact you that you have lots of information." She paused briefly, looking over her shoulder. "He said you’re trustworthy, which is hard to believe for a demon."
"Half-demon," Micah corrected sharply.
"Correction taken," she said smoothly. "Although, trust is a luxury none of us can afford right now. You’ll see why soon."
At the end of the hallway, Irene stopped before a large door and pushed it open.
As soon as Micah saw what was inside, his feet froze.
The room was filled with familiar faces. Alpha Aeron, Irene’s husband, sat at the center, his expression grim. To his right were Alpha Ezra and his mate, Nancy. On the left, Alpha Leon and his wife, Alexa. Jeremiah, Asher’s beta, stood near the window, his piercing gaze locked on Micah.
Every pair of eyes in that room turned to him the moment he entered.
Micah’s stomach dropped. This was more serious than he thought.
"He’s here," Irene announced from the doorway.
Aeron’s deep voice cut through the room. "Close the door behind you."

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