The Alpha and The Vigilante novel Chapter 84

I returned to my office, handing it to Katrina. Her eyebrows raised in question. "Emo. I like it," She smiled at the black cloak that had long been retired.

"She used to kill rogues in it," I surprised myself by saying. I hadn't talked much about Ares since her death. It was too painful.

Katrina smiled sympathetically. "I know, Alpha. She was the Reaper. You would be surprised by how much I know."

Anytime Katrina answered a question, she inspired 12 more.

Katrina sniffed the cloak, and we both silently waited for something to happen, even though I didn't know what to expect.

"It's not strong enough. I need to get into her head," Katrina muttered, and began putting the cloak on herself.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I snarled at her, about to rip the cloak away from her.

All traces of mischief left Katrina's eyes as she focused on me seriously. "If you want me to find your mate's killer, let me do my thing. If I feel at all restricted this won't work."

I glared at her, my fists shaking as I clenched them. I felt unsettled seeing someone else in Ares' cloak.

Katrina closed her eyes, breathing in deeply. Nothing happened for a few minutes, and I began to grow impatient. As much as Katrina seemed to know, she also seemed like a quack.

Suddenly, her eyes opened, and I was surprised to see that her eyes were completely black. No iris, no whites of her eyes, just completely black. She looked demonic.

Her hand shot out and clutched the air. It looked as if her hand was wrapped around an invisible knife. She made a throwing motion with the knife, and her form looked shockingly similar to Ares'. Blood started trickling out of her nose.

Suddenly, Katrina gasped, and her eyes reverted to their normal green.

"What the fuck was that?!" My voice raising. It sounded crazy, but I almost could have sworn I felt Ares in the room.

Katrina wiped the blood from her nose. "That's my gift, Cain. Told you it was fickle," She smirked at me.

"Did it help? Do you know where she is?!" I demanded, desperation overtaking my tone.

"Well... no," Katrina admitted. This isn't the right object. There's something she feels more attached to. It's related to the vision I just saw. I don't know what, but it's related somehow."

"What did you see?"

"I was in Ares' body. In some kind of small meeting room. You walked in. Someone said something about grabbing her. You said no, that nobody can put their hands on her. I threw two daggers at you." Katrina sounded confused, not understanding the significance.

A ghost of a smile appeared on my face. "The day we met. She threw knives at me and bolted," I reminisced on the memory.

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