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The Slippery Guide

Summary:

The Council was forcing Owen to take control in London despite having no Guide. His brother was determined to become the Crime Lord of London no matter what he said. He was hoping to keep his pack together whilst the US authorities were breathing down their necks. Can he protect his pack and catch the slippery guide that seems to be running with Hobbs?

Chapter 1: Prologue: All Roads lead to London

Chapter Text

As much as he hated it - one does not ignore a summons from the Sentinel and Guide Centre.  It was an annoyance and one he could ill afford. The trouble was Owen couldn't afford for anyone to scrutinise his activities too closely.   

So he was stuck between a rock and a hard place.

Owen was an Ex-Special forces soldier and an Alpha Unbonded Sentinel.  Torture was something he'd endured and never broken.  He should phones his ex-boss up because they had got it all wrong.

Owen Shaw wondered what heinous crime he had committed in a past life to deserve his current fate.  He hated meetings with a passion, he was a soldier and a warrior, A sentinel of the tribe.  So meetings and talking about problems without taking any action annoyed him.  So sitting through these bloody meetings was an exercise in the most exquisite torture.

“You must see things the right way, Sentinel Shaw.”

Owen lost his patience and stopped tamping down on his true talents.  The chaos would be worth the reveal he was done with this monotonous drivel. He empathically read the entire group, trying to discover the point of the summons.  The Director of London paled as he felt the sensation was over him,

“You, you are a Sentinel.  That ... Is not possible!”

Owen shrugged,  as there was no one could dispute that fact.  He was an unbound Sentinel.  He was just one of the rare ones, who had six gifts and not five.  He did acknowledge the point though as he wasn't impolite,  “Level ten Sentinel.  I will more than likely reach Alpha Prime status should I bond.  At least that is what Sentinel Ellison hinted.”

The Director, David Smith, hissed out, “Those are not Sentinel gifts you just displayed.”

Owen smirked but said nothing as the director wasn't wrong. There was no question asked and he was not a weak-willed individual that they could bend to their will.  If they expected him to explain his extra gift they would have to live with the disappointment.  Owen wasn't ready to spill a single one of his secrets unless he wanted to, or was useful.

He was not one to play politics and the room wreaked of intrigue and backstabbing. Owen had no issue sharing his disdain, “I have no idea what you are talking about. Just like I am confused about your invitation to join the board...”

Owen paused to see if any of the members' scents changed.  “... When ninety percent of you can’t stand me. I can feel your disdain.”

“It is not like that!” Protested the Deputy Centre Leader but Owen hadn't even bothered to learn his name.

Owen couldn’t care less. “I repeat ...” There was a hint of danger in his voice, that you would be stupid to ignore.”Why am I here?”

The picture flashed up on the screen. The photo was of a handsome blond man, with the bluest eyes he'd ever seen.  Owen was not the type to wax lyrical but he'd seen Oceans with less colour.  Stunning was not a word he threw around with ease but it would describe O'Conner.

“There is a Shaman level guide coming to the city.”

Oh, now he understood what was going on - the idiots were scared.  He had enough worrying about keeping Deckard from being the Crime Lord of London.   He didn’t have time to pander to their fears due to their own misdeeds. He hoped O’Conner ripped the metaphysical carpet from under them.

All in their community were aware of who Brian O’Conner was since the news last year.  Ellison and Sandburg were the leaders of their community and that was never in dispute. Last year, the Alpha Pair had caused waves through their community.  All it had taken was announcing they had found the heir and Beta Guide.

It was a big deal as he was an unbonded Guide.  It had caused several Sentinels to have delusions of Grandeur.  The stories grew wilder. It seemed any unbound Sentinel who tried their luck, ran away.

Shaw hadn’t cared. There had been a small war in Africa he’d had to deal with and rescuing Deckard, his brother.  It had required his whole attention.

He could admit to caring now. He could say with certainty - Brian O’Conner had landed in London.  There could only be one reason he could know. His Guide.

He’d soon learn Brian was a slippery one.

 


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