The Were CEO’s Secret

Chapter Fifty-Eight – A Hybrid.

Johnson snapped from his thinking when his door open. He rubbed his temples, taking away every worrisome thoughts tied to Cherry.

Something had happened to her, but she wasn’t saying. All she said was that she’d come home the next day. She better. He was worried sick.

He smiled as it’s the lead warrior that came in. “I haven’t thanked you for going after that Alpha. I hear she’s still weak. You’re really strong.”

He cleared his throat after the compliment, feeling the weights of his words. His lead warrior could weaken Alpha Luciana, was he very safe?

The lead warrior bowed respectfully, “I was doing as you said, punishing her for killing my brother.” He poured a glass of tea for himself.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Johnson gazed at him carefully. And if he remembered also, the lead warrior had also accused him of having a hand in his brother’s death. Would he come for him next?

“Yes, she killed your bother. And you’ve injured her. I advise you not to get close to her again. She’d be angrier now.” Johnson sat down.

The lead warrior exhaled. “I fear she is. I feel like running to a different country now.”

Johnson laughed. “So you feel fear? I thought you were reckless?”

The lead warrior smiled. “But it wasn’t by my skills she’s weakened. I stabbed her with a knife smeared with Mashi. That’s why she’s weak.”

Johnson’s eyes narrowed at his lead warrior, the man wasn’t looking at him and was inspecting the tea he was drinking.

“Mashi? How did you get it?”

“A man sold it to me. I bought it specifically for Alpha Luciana. I discarded the unused knives so it won’t hurt me.” The warrior replied.

His Alpha stared at him cautiously. Mashi? The only place Mashi was sold was with that fortune teller and the only customer she had was Jarma.

Could his lead warrior be Jarma? He shook the thought off. This Jarma was a tuxedo ninja, his lead warrior never had the training.

Also his warrior had been with him everywhere. And his warrior wasn’t called Jarma, was he?

Johnson asked, “Do you know any Jarma? The man who sold it to you, is he called Jarma?”

The warrior replaced his cup on the table. “You know Mashi is illegal business so we don’t really exchange names.” He laughed nervously.

Johnson agreed. “And the name Jarma?”

The lead warrior thought for a while. “Jarma is a popular name. I knew some folks answering it at far away Asia where I grew up. It a combination of Justice and Karma.” He shrugged.

Johnson became troubled, his hands sweated. Justice and Karma, those were powerful words to be named. “I need space. Leave please.”

The lead warrior bowed and spun around to leave, he smirked, then getting to the door, he turned to face his Alpha again.

“Don’t feel threatened by this small threat. A bigger one is coming.”

Johnson eyed him. He was always a prophet of doom. “Just get out before I throw you out.”

The lead walked through the door, closing the door behind him.

Another knock on the door happened, just as Johnson nearly slept off on the couch. He leapt and shouted. “Whoever can come the fvck in!”

A small woman in rimmed glasses peeked through the door. “I’m so sorry.”

Johnson’s eyes softened. “Oh, Doctor Su. No, I’m sorry, please come right in.”

The lady briskly walked to the farthest chair from him. She unpacked her bag, bringing out a file. “My research on what Nathan could be.”

Johnson snatched it and flipped through it curiously. He saw pictures of an older man, and a dead body, then a strange looking woman with blue eyes and a sexy figure. “Care to explain?”

The doctor cleared her throat. “The lady in the picture is a creature, I don’t know what but, she mated with an Alpha once. The child, a son, is unknown.”

Johnson remembered Nathan’s eyes flashing blue on the rooftop that day. He snapped his fingers in agreement. “An Alpha’s son, eh?”

“A hybrid better. The Alpha was killed by an opposing pack. He’s other child is Model Garcia Carlos but I think her mother is wolf though.”

Johnson slowly raised his head to the lady. “So Nathan could be Garcia’s half brother. Only she’s full wolf while Nathan is not?”

The doctor shrugged. “Yes, they both have the Alpha’s blood in them. I’m curious on what creature that lady is but she’s dead as well.”

Johnson nodded. “Yes, Nathan is an adopted human with the Squeals so she would have protected him well.”

The doctor cleared her throat again and paced around. “But, a big but please, if Nathan isn’t the child. I still think it’s important to know who is.”

Johnson frowned. What was the woman spitting out? She just agreed he was the child. Why was there a but? “Go on.”

“Every indication shows Nathan can be the child except in age. The lady creature died fifteen years ago. Nathan is twenty-four.”

Johnson threw the file down. “If that’s so, then he’s not the child. Isn’t that simple logic?” the doctor picked up the file and sulked.

“What if he’s in disguise. Like you never knew he wasn’t human, till recently. Remember we don’t know what creature his mother was.”

Johnson grabbed the tea in his kettle, pouring it in his mouth from the hole, drowning his overthinking or he’d be hitting the doctor soon.

“I asked for an extensive research to answer my questions. You returned to me with more questions. Am I to investigate Garcia’s family now?”

He didn’t want to. He shook his head. He should. She wasn’t his mate anymore, it was time he accepted her rejection and kill her. It was a war.

“I’m sorry. But the hybrid boy is dangerous. If he was Nathan or not, he is very dangerous. He’s also related to Garcia.” The doctor finalized.

She began packing her bags to leave. Johnson snatched the file, startling her.

“Leave this with me. I’d find the boy, whether he’s Nathan or not. Keep finding out what creature that lady is so I’d know what I’m dealing with, okay?”

The doctor nodded and strapped her bag to her shoulders. “Goodbye.” She ran to the door and was out.

Johnson plopped down on the couch. This doctor could pass for a detective sometimes.

He found her information really useful but needed more. The fact Nathan could be a hybrid disgusted him. Hybrids disgusted him.

Garcia’s father was an Alpha? Impressive, she would be a hard nut to crack as she was also of Delta rank. Did she know she had a brother?

Johnson stared at the strange woman again. Her face wasn’t visible, but with her curves, she looked like a extremely beautiful woman.

One that made an Alpha leave his mate and make a child with, she must be smart. If Nathan was her child, then he got his smarts from her.