Chapter 12 Elena & Killian Elena I walked up to the guard posted in front of the narrow , nondescript doorway in the back of the bar and spoke the password . " The price of information is an arm and a leg . " The guard nodded and stepped aside , letting me into a small but well - appointed room . There was a fire crackling in a stone fireplace against the far wall , and a round table with several men seated around it . They appeared to be in the midst of a poker game , but all looked up when I entered . " Well , well , " one of the men , large and burly even with his face covered by a mask , said when he noticed a strand of my white hair peeking out from beneath my cloak . " What a surprise . Leave us , fellas . " The men grumbled and exited , leaving their cards and chips sitting on the table . I didn't wait for an invitation to take a seat directly across from the man with the mask . Once we were alone , I lowered my hood ; he already knew who I was , since I was the only person in Waning Moon with this color hair . And from what Maeve had told me , discretion was not a problem with him . " Luna " Luna Elena , " the man said , his voice slightly muffled behind his mask - which depicted , I realized now that I was closer , the face of a red fox . I never expected to see your pretty white face in a place like this . What's a little snowbunny like you doing this far from the warren , hm ? " I bristled at the insults , but didn't rise to the bait . It took all of one glance for me to figure out this man's identity ; he was known in the " underworld " of the territories - the shady alleys and underground hideouts and wherever criminals like to gather - simply as " The Fox " . But really , his name was Jaxon Adler . I wouldn't have known his true identity if it weren't for the large emerald ring on his finger . Before I died , he became Killian's greatest rival , even going so far as to nearly beat Killian in the Alpha Council election . But he had suddenly died , and an autopsy confirmed that he had been poisoned slowly , likely over a period of months , with Foxglove poison . A fitting end , considering the mask . His belongings had been auctioned off after his death , and to spite him , Killian had purchased the ring and worn it himself . That was how I recognized it . I kept those tidbits to myself , though , and straightened my spine . " I need information . " Jaxon's head tilted slightly and rapidly , like an animal considering its prey From behind his mask , beady yellow eyes watched me with a mixture of wariness and humor . " A given , considering the fact that you've come to me , snowbunny . " He paused , then said , " How do I know your Alpha hasn't sent you to entrap me ? " I laughed out loud . " Killian won't even let me perform my regular Luna duties . What makes you think he would send me to entrap a crime lord ? " 1 " Fair enough . " He gestured to me and leaned back in his chair , " What information do you seek ? " Taking a deep breath , I pulled the scrap of paper with the crest on it and tossed it toward him . He caught it with one hand . " Do you recognize that crest ? " I asked . Jaxon was silent , his yellow eyes betraying nothing for a long time , I tried not to show the disappointment on my face as it hit me that he might not know either , and if he didn't know , then no one did . Finally , he handed the paper back . " Tell me , what is the price of information ? " I frowned , recalling the secret password . " An arm and a leg . " He chuckled , a deep , rumbling sound that made the hairs on the back of my neck rise . I sat on my hands to keep from fidgeting , A red herring , " he said , then shook his head . " No , little rabbit . The price of information is always information . That's what makes this world Co round - not money , but secrets . So , tell me … " He paused again , this time leaning his large , burly forearms on the table so heavily the wood groaned , and said , " What juicy little morsels do you have for me ? "