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Chapter 287 Speaking To Xander

Lila’s POV

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“You knew I was going to come see you?” I asked, eyeing him carefully. I tried not to be repulsed by his

appearance, but it couldn’t be helped. He looked awful and it turned my stomach.

“I had hope,” he said in a barely audible tone.

I could tell that speaking hurt him; his lungs must have been punctured. My father and Enzo seriously

did

a number on him. I didn’t understand why he couldn’t just talk to them and end his misery. All they

wanted to know was who sent him and where he came from.

“Why did you hope I’d see you?” I found myself asking, completely forgetting about the questions I

wanted to ask him.

I needed to get to the point; I only had 5 minutes with him.

“You’re a smart girl-” he began to say but was stopped as a gross hacking cough escaped his lips and

blood splattered to the ground.

“Did you call for me in my sleep?” I asked him, ignoring the pounding of my heart. “Is that why I had

that dream?”

He narrowed his eyes at me and assessed my face for a moment.

“You tell me,” he said in return.

I shook my head at him.

“I don’t have time for this Xander,” I snapped, growing aggravated. “In my dream, you said I was in

danger. My father thought you were threatening me but I’m starting to think it wasn’t a threat, it was an

actual warning. What were you warning me about?”

I felt my father tensing from beside me and his eyes snapped to the side of my face.

A laugh escaped Xander’s lips.

“If I could tell you that, do you think I’d be here right now?”

“Why can’t you tell me?” I asked, stepping toward the cell.

Enzo grabbed the back of my shirt like I was a child about to run into the middle of the street.

“Because it can get into your mind. If it knows what you know… a lot of people will die,” he said through

his teeth.

“Wait, what?” My father asked, now looking at him. “What do you mean by that?”

“Exactly what I said, Alpha,” he said, laying his head back on the ground.

“Who sent you?” My father asked, glaring at him.

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“I can’t tell you that either. So, you might as well finish the job and kill me.”

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My stomach clenched as I stared at him.

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“I knew it…” I breathed, more to myself than to him. “You were trying to warn me about something. You

can’t tell us what it is, but you are trying to prepare me for something. What are you trying to prepare

me for, Xander? Why can’t you tell us so we can be ready?”

He pressed his lips firmly together and looked directly at the wall. He wasn’t going to talk, that much

was obvious.

“Xander,” I nearly shouted.

“Time is up,” Enzo said firmly, grabbing my arm. “That’s all the questions.”

“I’m not done,” I said, snapping him a look.

“He’s not going to say anything more, Lila. I told you, 5 minutes. It’s over. I’m getting you out of here.”

I wanted to argue some more, but I knew there was no use so sighed and looked back at Xander.

“”f you can tell us anything that’ll help…I’ll make sure your pain ends,” I told him, lowering my voice.

I stared at him for a moment longer and when I figured he wasn’t going to speak, I sighed again and

turned away with Enzo and we began to leave the dungeon.

“Lila…” I heard my name coming from Xander.

I paused at the door and looked at him.

“It gets into your head and if it knows who’s an enemy, it won’t stop until they are all dead.”

His warning sent a chill down my spine; my father stood frozen as well, staring down at Xander with

dismay written all over his face and then he met my eyes. I knew my father had questions too but he

wasn’t even sure where to begin.

Enzo grabbed my arm again and pulled me along with him.

When we got back upstairs and into the front room of the packhouse, I felt like I could finally breathe

again.

I took greedy gulps of the clean air and shivered.

“Did you get what you needed?” He asked, narrowing his eyes at me.

I stared up at him and nodded.

“I think I did,” I told him honestly. “I was right; Xander was trying to warn me about something without

actually warning me. If he told me the truth, whatever he’s so afraid of will get into my head and kill

everyone I love. Or maybe everyone he loves… or both….”

I shook my head at the thought.

“It’s all very confusing,” I continued. “But it’s a start. Can you tell my father to allow him to heal? I don’t

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think he’s the enemy we need to watch out for.”

“He kidnapped you, Lila,” Enzo groaned. “He’s still an enemy.”

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“I don’t think he is,” I said, folding my arms across my chest. “You want me to be your Luna, then let me

act the part of Luna while I’m here. Doesn’t my orders matter at all?”

He looked surprised by this but then he gave me a small and delighted smile.

“It does,” he said, giving me a head nod.

“Then I order that my father allow him to heal fully. Maybe he will talk once he’s not in severe pain and

hanging on for dear life,” I said firmly.

After a pause, Enzo nodded and stepped away. I knew he was mindlinking my father to tell him about

the change of plans.

Once he was done, he looked back at me.

“So, who do you think this enemy is?” Enzo asked and I could see the worry in his eyes.

I thought about it for a moment. I knew darkness was still lurking around and we were in danger.

Darkness was the reason Scott was sent to jail; Celeste had said that darkness was inside the school

even though the barrier was protecting Higala.

Darkness killed those guards and Merida.

Could darkness be the thing that Xander was trying to warn us against?

“Lila, are you okay?” Enzo asked worriedly.

I realized I had been standing in front of him silently, thinking to myself instead of answering his

question.

“Yes,” I said to him, biting my bottom lip. “I think so at least…”

Before he could say anything in return, the door of the kitchen opened, and Alpha Emmet walked into

the front room with Dee walking behind him. They seemed to be in the middle of a conversation.

“Thank you for breakfast, Madam Deanna,” he said, bowing his head slightly at her. “This pack is lucky

to have a house mother like you.”

She laughed and swatted his arm playfully.

“Oh please, call me Dee. Everyone does,” she said in return. “You are quite a gentleman, Alpha. I truly

appreciate a kind soul.”

“You’ve certainly made my day a bit more bearable,” he told her.

Her eyes softened as she placed a hand on his upper arm.

“I know your son didn’t do anything wrong,” she breathed. “And soon, so will everyone else.”

Emmet looked drained; I could tell he hadn’t slept at all. It was strange seeing this side of him; while I

was

dating Scott, Alpha Emmet was always on him about everything. Scott was certain that his father never

loved him and only cared about power and money. He had the same mentality as Alpha Jonathan; it

was always about what others could do for him and growing his businesses.

He wanted Scott to be prepared to take over as Alpha and was extra hard on him; Scott barely ever

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had a moment of peace and I always felt bad for him.

But it was clear that Alpha Emmet truly did care for Scott, and he was incredibly worried about his son.

I refused to believe he was upset because of his reputation being ruined. I wasn’t getting that sense

from him and I’m usually good at reading people that I’ve known for a while.

“I need to get back to the police station,” Emmet said, running his fingers through his hair. “I need to

contact more lawyers and figure out how to get my son out of jail.”

“Alpha B astien is going to be going to the school to do some digging and figure out which students

have abilities, Enzo explained to him. “We should be able to narrow it down by the end of the day.”

I knew it wasn’t going to be that simple; I had a feeling that darkness had something to do with this. But

I didn’t want to give Alpha Emmet anything more to be afraid of.

“I’ll go there and help too. But I need to see if they’ll let me speak with my son,” Emmet said, rubbing

his temple miserably.

“I’ll make a phone call to Alpha Jonathan. He’s in charge of that jail so I’m sure he can make an

exception,” Enzo said, patting him on the back.

“Not likely; he’s the reason I’m not allowed to see him. He gave orders to keep me out,” Emmet said,

rolling his eyes.

“I’ll talk to him and see what I can do,” Enzo assured him.

“Thanks,” Alpha Emmet said in return.,

“We can take Lila back to campus and then we will head over to the jail,” Enzo said, glancing over his

shoulder at me.

I nodded to him as I went upstairs to grab the little belongings that I had with me. When I got back

downstairs, Dee was waiting for me in the front room with a little Tupperware of baked goods.

“Here, Lila. Take these back with you. They are for you and your friends,” she said kindly.

“Thanks, Dee,” I said, hugging her.

Enzo and Emmet were waiting outside for me when I emerged from the packhouse, Once we were all

together, we piled into Enzo’s car, I sat in the backseat, and then we drove away.

I said quick goodbyes to Enzo and Emmet, trying to make my goodbye with Enzo to be professional

because Alpha Emmet didn’t know that Enzo was my mate. Once I waved goodbye I headed into the

dormitory.

It was about midafternoon when I arrived, so I was glad I didn’t have to sneak into the dorm room

undetected.

I was surprised that both Rachel and Becca weren’t in the dorm room when I arrived. Usually at least

one of them was around, but in this case, neither was there.

I didn’t think too much about it though; they were probably in the student lounge. I was going to join

them there afterward once I finished putting my things in my room and freshening up. But once I got in

my room; I froze when I saw a little white on my bed.

On the front of the envelope had my name written on it; it wasn’t handwriting that I recognized.

Furrowing my brows together I wondered, “Who could this be from?”