hapter 77: What is My Wife’s True Identity
(Killian’s POV)
Alpha Chamberlain Julian appeared at the conference room door with practiced formality. His expression was carefully neutral, but I caught the tension in his shoulders.
“Professor Vance, our Alpha Theodore wants to personally discuss the Innovative Herbal Medicine project with you. Please come with me to the top floor.”
Cain Nightwood immediately stepped forward, his protective instincts flaring. “I’ll accompany the Professor.”
“Only Professor Vance was invited,” Julian replied firmly, his tone brooking no argument.
I exchanged a meaningful glance with Cain. The Innovative Herbal Medicine project had been in negotiation with Crimson.
Pack for months. We’d come specifically to sign the contract today.
Inviting me to the top floor alone wasn’t about the project.
Before leaving, I moved closer to Cain and lowered my voice. “Is the Schwerin matter settled?”
“I infiltrated the dark web and threatened the tracker,” Cain whispered back. “Made him believe Olivia’s k********g was
because his investigation angered the Umbral Syndicate.”
Relief flooded through me. “As long as Cipher’s identity won’t be exposed, nothing else matters.”
Cain’s expression remained troubled. He pulled out his phone and tried calling Olivia, but the call terminated immediately.
His face darkened as he checked the signal. “The entire Redgrave Pack Tower’s network is blocked.”
He moved toward the exit, but The Alpha’s Sentinels stepped into his path.
“No one can leave before Professor Vance returns,” one of them stated coldly.
My blood chilled. Theodore was playing a dangerous game.
Julian led me into the Alpha’s study. Theodore stood behind his desk, calmly pouring moonlight wine into crystal glasses.
His movements were controlled, predatory.
Tracker Silas stood respectfully to the side, trembling like prey before a wolf.
“What did you find out about Professor Vance?” Theodore asked the tracker, his amber eyes never leaving my face.
Silas cleared his throat nervously. “Professor Vance’s achievements are well–documented online, Alpha. But there’s
something strange.”
He pulled out a tablet, scrolling through information. “Information about him being hunted for over a decade for his scientific research mysteriously disappeared overnight.”
Theodore’s gaze intensified. “Continue.”
“Particularly for the period from 2017 to 2019, Silas continued, “Professor Vance never mentioned it in interviews. His personal biography has no records of what he was doing during that time.”
The tracker’s voice dropped to a whisper. “As if he had vanished from the world.”
Theodore’s dark amber eyes turned to me, turbulent with suspicion and something darker. “The years 2017 to 2019 were exactly when Olivia was studying abroad.”
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His voice carried a dangerous edge. “Except for one email per month, there was no other communication. No matter how many people I sent out, they couldn’t find her.”
He stepped closer, his Alpha presence pressing against me. “She had also vanished from the world.”
Silas nodded eagerly, desperate to please his Alpha. “According to dark web rumors, a powerful mysterious organization has been protecting Professor Vance and other important figures.”
“His disappearance during those two years was likely because he was being protected by this mysterious organization.”
Theodore’s jaw clenched. “Is there really such an organization?”
The tracker’s eyes darted between us. “There are two powerful, evenly matched covert forces in the dark web, Alpha.”
He leaned forward conspiratorially. “Whenever major events occur, both forces mobilize completely. The dark web becomes very quiet during those periods.”
“The Schwerin earthquake incident was one such example.”
Silas looked directly at Theodore, then at me. “If what the eyewitness said is true, I suspect your Luna is a member of one of these mysterious organizations.”
I realized Theodore had investigated far deeper than I’d anticipated. A single photograph and someone’s testimony had led him to uncover dangerous truths.
I’d underestimated him completely.
Theodore set down his wine glass with deliberate precision. “Professor Vance, help me determine whether this tracker is deceiving me or if there’s truth to his claims.”
I kept my expression carefully neutral. “Is Alpha Theodore suspecting his own mate? Based solely on speculation, or does
he have real evidence?”
Theodore’s smile was cold and calculating. “I wouldn’t suspect my mate without reason. If she were part of some
mysterious organization, it would only prove she’s capable.”
His amber eyes glittered dangerously. “Which would make me very happy indeed.”
At that moment, Alistair entered carrying a tablet. Theodore took it and turned the screen toward me.
“Surveillance from last night’s kitchen,” he announced.
The video showed Gina Frost giving Olivia a computer, supposedly to teach her basic computer knowledge. On screen, Olivia’s hands moved across the keyboard in what appeared to be random patterns.
She looked like she was venting frustration rather than actually operating anything. The computer screen displayed a minesweeper game.
When the game succeeded, Gina and Olivia smiled at each other with obvious satisfaction.
My heart sank. What Gina had taught Olivia as a disguise should have been constructed through the minesweeper game interface. The seemingly random keystrokes were actually complex code sequences.
“I apologize,” I said carefully. “My subordinate was incompetent and not suitable for teaching your Luna.”
(Theodore’s POV)
I had blocked the Redgrave Pack Tower’s network signal completely. Entry and exit were restricted under my direct
orders.
Only someone with powerful computer abilities could contact Killian at this time. If Olivia managed to reach him despite
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the signal block, then my worst suspicions would be confirmed.
My dark amber eyes flashed with cold light as the pieces fell into place.
At that exact moment, Killian’s phone rang.
He seemed unaware that the signal was blocked. Without hesitation, he answered the call.
An anxious, soft voice carried clearly through the speaker. “Why can’t I reach you?”
