Chapter 205
Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen
205 Finding A Way
Dorothyâs POV:
Selma told me they were going to force Captain Frank, who was at the foot of the mountain, back to the pack.
âEven if we return to the pack, we canât confirm his identity.â
Even Master Maryâs bloodline tracing couldnât find anything. Was he going to do a DNA test? If demons could even imitate the bloodline and the soul, there was no reason for them to ignore the physical body.
I didnât know what I said reminded Selma, but she suddenly said excitedly, âThank you, Dorothy. I know how to differentiate the real from the fake!â
âWhat?â
âIâm sorry, but I have to keep it a secret for the time being. If you know the correct answer and Captain Frank on the mountain is a fake, itâll be hard for you to treat him normally, right? Iâll tell you everything, but not now. Please treat Captain Frank as the real deal for now.â
Alright, I knew that I was an unqualified monitor. Selmaâs concealment made me heave a sigh of relief because I didnât know how to face a fake.
Master Hayley and Master Kevin came to discuss countermeasures with me during dinner. They didnât do nothing. They used all kinds of secret methods to run a series of tests on Captain Frank, but they didnât find anything.
âI donât want to make such a hasty conclusion, but I canât help but believe that heâs real.â Master Hayley said, âItâs impossible to create such similar information even by copy and paste. All the detection errors are within the normal fluctuations. Iâm at my witâs end. If you want me to do anything else, Iâll have to try to knock him unconscious and then dissect him.â
He didnât have to do this.
Selma and the others would only be back tomorrow. After losing their leader, Master Mary, Master Hayley, and Master Kevin were at a loss. Although it was true that Frank was the teamâs leader, there was a considerable gap between a warrior and a werewolf grandmaster. Furthermore, he was labeled a suspect and could not be fully trusted.
âAnyway, letâs be more alert at night. Donât sleep too deeply. We can take turns keeping watch.â I said, âKeep an eye on Frankâs movements at night. See if heâs doing anything while itâs dark.â
The first half of the night was Master Hayleyâs shift, while the second half was Master Kevin and me.
At two oâclock in the morning, I covered myself with the blanket and leaned against the bed. The cold air dispelled my sleepiness, allowing me to try my best to keep a clear mind and watch every movement outside the window.
Occasionally, some team members would leave the house to relieve themselves in the temporary public toilet, but none was Frank. The window that belonged to him seemed to have been sealed by transparent resin for eternity, and there was no movement.
Wait a minute.
There was no movement?
This wasnât quite right. As the captain, Frank had to get up every night to check on the situation of his team members on night duty in case someone dozed off or got into an accident.
He was supposed to check on her in the first half of the night, but Master Hayley didnât see him. Master Kevin and I didnât see him either, which meant he didnât get up tonight. What reason could make an old soldier who always sought perfection break his habits of more than ten years?
I told Master Kevin about my doubts and woke Master Hayley up. We were prepared to go and take a look.
Due to the cold weather, the members on night duty changed shifts every two hours. When we left, we were just in time to change shifts. A few members asked us what we were doing out so late.
âCaptain Frank wants us to go to his place.â I waved the walkie-talkie in my hand. âHe didnât say what he was going to do. I guess he needs help with some spells.â
The team members did not suspect anything.
When I arrived at Captain Frankâs residence, I pretended to knock on the door. As expected, I didnât get a response, so I pretended to get permission to enter and used magic to unlock the door.
It was a narrow two-story stone building. Other than the original furniture, some digging tools, notebooks, drawings, and other things were scattered around. We searched the entire house but didnât find any traces of Captain Frank.
This was strange. We saw Captain Frank enter the house, but we didnât see him leave. We didnât find a back door or a cellar in the house either. How could he have disappeared into thin air? However, his sudden disappearance undoubtedly increased the suspicion of his identity. In this world of ice and snow, I couldnât think of any reason for him to sneak away alone.
We didnât make a big fuss about it because this wasnât a good time to alert the enemy. Whether it was a misunderstanding or there was something wrong with Captain Frank, it wouldnât be good to clean up the mess if it was blown up.
We stayed in the room for the whole night. That night, Captain Frank didnât show up.
At five oâclock in the morning, the team members gradually woke up, and there was a commotion outside. There was still no trace of Captain Frank in the crowd, as if he had never existed.
Suddenly, Master Hayley tugged at the corner of my shirt.
I was busy looking out the window. Without raising my head, I asked, âWhatâs wrong?â
She said, with a hint of shock, âYouâd better take a look at...â
âWhat?â
I looked in the direction in which she was looking at the stairs ...
We didnât know when Captain Frank appeared, but he was yawning at the top of the stairs and greeting us.
How could this be possible?