With her hand nestled within his own, Tetradore effortlessly spun the young woman into the hard planes of his chest. His arm fitted around her waist as the Were-King summoned those very shadows necessary for his teleportation. It was hardly more than a few fleeting moments before the pair found themselves in the depths of the warehouse - exactly at the very spot within the photo Alexis had taken for him. The moment those shadows unfurled, the Alpha released the young woman in his arms. He was wholly inattentive to the awkward manner at which she stepped away from him, Tetradore far more focused upon the recovery of the box and the golden coins within it. The duffle bag upon his back was tossed to the floor with an audible thud as he reached down to undo the zipper. He fished a crowbar from the depths of the bag, handing one to Alexis before getting himself a second one. The Were-King glanced up, only to note the inquisitiveness within the depths of Alexis' gaze. He hardly hesitated to provide some glimpse of understanding to the woman - explaining both what they were looking for as well as offering her a vague notion of the size and shape of the wooden box they were looking for. Tetradore watched as she slowly nodded, clearly understanding the task at hand before he rose to leave her too it.

The Were-King moved towards the closest crate, the man hardly fretting over being gentle as he jammed the edge of his crowbar into the wooden frames. With a bit of force, he was able to rip the top from the box, the cover easily placed beside him as he reached in to shuffle through the contents. Tetradore glanced up only at the sound of those nails popping out of Alexis' chosen box, the girl clearly determined enough to handle the process of pulling off those lids herself, much to Tetradore's satisfaction. With Alexis assisting, surely this would go much faster, and hopefully before they were noticed. A small, wary glance was given towards the front doors of the building as he moved onto the next crate. Tetradore was, admittedly, hardly methodical in his choices, the man simply moving from one box to the next as he rifled through the contents of all of his cargo. The lost profits he was quite literally staring at was certainly painful but the recovery of that small green box would certainly make it more bearable. For several obscenely long minutes, the pair worked quickly through the cargo, though it felt like they'd hardly made a dent in comparison to the number of crates that they still had to go. Perhaps he should have recruited more than just Alexis on this recovery mission? Tetradore had only just begun to consider checking what Mira was doing when a whispered exclamation saw him pause near immediately in his own diligent search.

His emerald eyes turned inquisitively towards Alexis as the Alpha all but abandoned his own crate. Quickly, he moved towards the box that Alexis stood in front of, only to glance down at the corner she had uncovered. Tetradore reached down and with a soft grunt, pulled out the rest of the heavy colored box. Tetradore wasted no time in balancing it on the edge of the crate, only to fiddle with the small clasp on it. He pulled open the box, only to move aside a satin ebony cloth that was draped over the contents of the interior. A soft exhale left his lips as Tetradore uncovered the rows upon rows of neatly stacked golden coins. "Thank God." He muttered to himself, only to reach in for one of those coins they'd been so diligently searching for. Tetradore flipped it over in his hand, as if verifying that it was exactly as it should before the Alpha glanced up. His eyebrows pinched together, his chin tilted upwards ever so slightly as he sniffed the air. "Do you....do you smell that?" He inquired, glancing towards Alexis. It was a distinct tinge, one that brought back far more memories than he liked - the smell of smoke. And where there was smoke, a fire was sure to follow.