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Kane’s Poy
The jet touched down on Russian soil, and as the engines wound down, I felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins.
This was it.
The moment of truth.
The moment we would begin our search for Tessa and Erin in earnest
As I stepped off the jet and onto the tarmac, the bitter cold of the Russian winter hit me like a physical blow, sending a shiver down my spine. I pulled my coat tighter around me, trying to ward off the chill as I scanned the area for any sign of our contact.
The rest of our men would be joining us here shortly, building our strength in numbers as we plan our attacks on Russian soil.
“Will he show?!” I question loudly, awaiting an answer from one of our intel.
“Said he would love to meet you.” One of my guys informs, clearing his throat as I nod and gesture for them to follow me towards the airspace building for warmth whilst we wait.
I’m not standing out here like a damn polar bear in the wild!
Inside, the Russian staff were surprisingly accommodating- offering us coffees whilst we waited and heated up and I would say we sat there for around twenty minutes before a number of cars approached from the distance causing me to stand for a better view out of the window.
It must be him… Alpha Kion from the serpent pack! He agreed to meet us to hear us out but as far as I was aware it could be an ambush but we had to take our chances…
The cars swung themselves into spaces outside, before each member of their pack exited the vehicle and stood on high alert causing my own men to stand by my side for added protection.
Everyone was on edge and understandably – we had faced nothing like this before now.
A figure approached from the back of the men, his breath misting in the frigid air as he drew closer and I couldn’t quite get a good enough view.
As the figure stepped into the light, I caught my first glimpse of Alpha Kion. He was a towering figure, his presence commanding and authoritative as he surveyed the room with keen interest.
“Alpha Kane?” His eyes settled on me before he greeted in his rich Russian tones, his voice resonating with a deep, rumbling timbre. “I’ve been looking forward to meeting you ever since you called – not to mention finding humour in our similar names. He adds approaching to shake my hand firmly with a grin as I offer him a half smile.
I nodded in acknowledgment, studying him closely for any signs of deception as I returned the shake. But there was something about the way he carried himself, a sense of confidence and assurance that put me slightly at ease (although I still wouldn’t show him that).
Alpha Kion,” I replied, matching his formal tone. “Thank you for agreeing to meet with us. We have much to discuss since we have found ourselves travelling to your land.” I state firmly.
Kion chuckled, a warm sound that seemed to ease the tension in the room. “Indeed we do,” he said, his gaze meeting mine with a steady intensity. “Why don’t you all come back to my pack – we arent far from here. This place isn’t the best location to discuss
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important business.” Kion suggests, as I think on it briefly.
It could be a trap…
“We are still waiting on a number of our warriors flying in.” I test, letting him know that I planned on coming here in full swing.
“Ah I see you mean business coming here! Not to worry Alpha, there is room for you all, I can guarantee your packs protection with us!” Kion continues, seeming like nothing more than a big gentle giant at this rate.
With that, he gestured for us to follow him outside, leading the way as we walked and clambered in to his cars – having my men inform our teams flying in on where to head when they have landed
It couldn’t be a trap, because if it was, Kion would undoubtedly have no pack left by the end of it with my warriors flying in… they will be more than prepared to rescue us if things go to shit.
Kion must be smarter than that too, he doesn’t know my strength just like I don’t yet know his…
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