Chapter 9 What Are You Doing?

• … KIMBERLY
• The next few days, things were calm. I spend the day either in my room or in the backyard. I tried to avoid the Lycan Prince and his friends at all costs.
• He was inhuman, that creature. I didn't want anything to do with him.
• However, one morning, I woke up to my phone ringing. And it was the first time someone was actually calling me.
• Looking at it, I froze a little. It was Agent Kane.
• A few days had passed, yet I hadn't given him any reply. He must have lost his patience. With a deep sigh, I picked it up. I couldn't afford to piss him off.
• “Agent Kane?” I called.
• “Yeah,” the man said. “We are running out of time. Did you think about what I told you, Kimberly?” He asked.
• I took a deep breath. Every time I thought about it, I felt scared.
• “Your dad's location was changed, and my only superiors know where he is. Kimberly, if you don't help me now, I can't help you either. They are planning to hold him until they get enough evidence,” he said.
• He sounded serious, and the thought of my dad in jail made me shiver. I didn't want him to suffer.
• “What should I do?” I asked, my voice low. I was scared.
• “Myles keeps a journal in his home office. I want you to get it for me,” he said.
• I was silent for a while. “He will know it's missing. I'll be the only suspect,” I tried to reason with him.
• “Just take pictures of the entries and send them to me. If I find any useful information in there, I can stop your dad's sentence for a few days,” he said.
• I was silent again. I didn't know if what he was saying was the truth. But it was my dad, my loving and sweet dad. I had to do something
• In the pack house, it was like we were cut off from the rest of the world. I didn't know what was going on on the outside.
• “It's okay if you don't want to help, Kimberly,” Agent Kane spoke up. “I know it's risky. But I just want to arrest the right people. We don't want your dad paying for something he didn't do.“
• I blinked. He made sense.
• Even if Myles didn't have anything to do with the deaths that day, I was sure he had done a lot worse things.
• If I had to trade him for my dad, I wouldn't think twice.
• “I'll do it,” I said. I knew that I was putting myself at risk, but I had to try.
• “That's a good choice, Kimberly,” Agent Kane said. “Get it before the end of today. I'll be in touch.”
• …
• The rest of the day, I was anxious. The Lycan Prince was home. There was no way I would go to his office like that.
• So I kept pacing around, trying to figure out my plan. I had to get to his office.
• Luckily, in the evening, I saw him get in the car with his friends. I thought this was the only chance I had.
• So after making sure that no one else was in the house, I walked upstairs to his office.
• With each step I took, my heart beat so fast. I didn't know what lay ahead of me. But I kept going.
• At the door, I paused a little. I looked around.
• I knew that there was a chance I wouldn't get out alive.
• I took another deep breath and reached for the handle. “I'm doing this for you, Daddy,” I said. He had protected me my whole life. It was time I did something for him, too.
• I was a bit surprised that the door had been left unlocked.
• Maybe it was because Myles was very sure that no one would be daring enough to try getting in there.
• I pushed it open, trying to be as silent as possible. I first looked around for any cameras. But I didn't spot any.
• Maybe they were all very hidden, or he just didn't have any.
• With another deep breath, I walked over to his desk and pulled the drawer. There were a few things.
• I checked through, but I didn't see anything like a journal or a diary.
• But I found something else. There were a few pictures, all of girls around my age.
• My heart beat a little faster when I looked at them. I wondered what he was doing with them until I saw mine.
• I furrowed my brows. It was a picture taken a few years back, on my eighteenth birthday. I could tell that because of the clothes that I was wearing and the room we were in.
• I felt confused as I looked at the picture. How the hell did he get that? That night, my best friend, Blakely, and I had really messed up.
• We snuck away from home and went out for this little party. Blakely had said that since I had just turned eighteen, it was time for me to have some fun.
• Blakely was a year older than I. So she had gone to clubs a few times without me. My brother didn't let me go because he said I was still underage.
• That night, somehow, something happened. We had too much to drink, and when we woke up the following morning, we were in the hotel rooms.
• It was obvious that something had happened. We were both with men that night, but we didn't know who.
• We were scared, but we decided to keep it a secret between us. We never mentioned it to anyone.
• However, a month later, Blakely found out that she was pregnant. I was lucky I wasn't.
• Life became so hard for her after that. Her parents, who never cared about her, threatened her to get rid of the child or get out of their house.
• It was only after some negotiations that they agreed to let her stay. But she had to give up the child for adoption immediately after it was born.
• Even though she gave birth and gave up the child, she was left weak. A few months later, she passed on.
• Every time I thought about those days, I felt really bad.
• Suddenly, my phone beeped. Seeing Agent Kane's text, I sighed. He wanted to know if I had found anything useful.
• I put the pictures back and turned to the shelf behind me. After looking through a few times, I finally found something that looked like a notebook.
• It was a black book in the middle of the others. Even though I wasn't sure it was the one, I put it on the desk and began snapping pictures of it.
• However, I had just taken a few of them when the door was suddenly pushed open.
• I wasn't expecting that, so I tensed up and looked up, only to see Myles look up at me in shock. “What are you doing?” He asked, his voice turning cold and scary.
• I was so scared that I couldn't think straight.
• 'Do anything to get out!' a voice said in my head. It was like someone else was speaking to him.
• 'He isn't so bad. You can sleep with him. Men are dumb! He'll forget about everything,' the voice kept saying.
• I looked up at Myles. He wasn't so bad. Maybe I could seduce him a bit. I would do anything to save myself.
• So I looked into his eyes and bit my lower lip. I hoped he would buy it.