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I still don’t understand where Zalia’s aura comes from. I am not even sure if she knows it herself and I have been going over everything I found out today. Her paternal Uncle is Alpha Cameron, making Benjamin an Alpha’s Son–and Zalia an Alpha–blooded female. Not that any of this explains the aura she released in the Throne room, but this is what I know so far.
It isn’t the entire story. I am sure of that much. I wonder what else there might be to my Angel. I had hoped we would find out everything in the Throne room, but for some reason, she is holding everything close to her chest. I hope that when she reveals the truth, it will answer every question I have running through my mind.
A Warrior escorts me to Benjamin’s SUV. After I crouch on the floor between the driver’s seat and the backseats, he closes the door and leans against the vehicle. I hear voices approaching. Zalia is telling Benjamin everything she needs to pack, sounding almost carefree but I can tell she’s not entirely at ease.
“You’ll be fine, Angel. Goliath and I will protect you, and Leander will have your back too,” I tell her through our mind–link. I wonder if this connection is because we’re Mates or due to Zalia’s background. Damn, I really need answers before my head explodes from all these questions.
After the meeting, Sila and I never figured out why I could link with Zalia and Twilight. However, we discovered that throughout history, this phenomenon had occurred a few times, each with a different explanation.
One reason was a sibling bond, even if they were stepsiblings. Another was that they were long–lost relatives. In another instance, the bond formed during times of distress. None of these reasons apply to Zalia and me. Sila mentioned there was one other possibility: that we’re Mates.
Eryx laughed hysterically and asked when their link had appeared–after they’d marked each other. We couldn’t find the answer, and they left me in the Royal Library to figure it out on my own.
It took a phone call from Nana to point me toward another journal in the Royal Library. After a few days of searching, I found it.
I couldn’t determine which Pack the journal referred to, but it was about a Pack with a unique Alpha bloodline. From what I gathered, that bloodline went extinct. It seemed like every special bloodline I found in the Royal Library had died out at some point in history–and this one was no exception. But it gave me another clue to my question.
In the journal, an Elder described the bloodline of an Alpha but wasn’t allowed to use names. Instead, he used numbers to designate the members he wrote about, The daughter of Alpha 4 was designated as 11, and she revealed that she could link with anyone she had ever met.
At sixteen, 11 discovered her unusual gift–one no one in her bloodline had ever possessed. At first, she was too scared to tell her father. But after confiding in him, her gift became a valuable tool for Alpha 4, and 11 was more than willing to support his ideas.
Alpha 4 was known for taking in those who needed protection, whether from their Mate, family, or Pack members. With 11’s ability, Alpha 4 helped many males and females escape their abusers, each becoming a
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It was the only reference I found to someone linking with individuals they weren’t connected to. Believe me, I turned the entire Library upside down searching for any book or journal with similar references, but there was nothing else on this subject.
“You can come out of hiding for a while,” Benjamin says, pulling me from my thoughts towards my Mate in the front seat. I stay in the seat behind him, as it hides most of me if Elinor glances in the rearview
mirror.
“What do you think they’re up to?” Benjamin asks, looking at Zalia. I’m glad I’m not driving when she replies, “For Donovan to forcefully mark me.”
The rest of the drive to Moon Stone Pack is spent in silence. The only thing keeping Goliath and me from losing our minds is Zalia’s hand on my knee–it keeps us calm for now.
As we approach the territory, Benjamin warns me. I wonder how they’ll get me through the gate, knowing from Slater that every vehicle is checked.
“Zalia, how was it at the Palace?” a male voice asks. I want to growl at him for looking at my Mate, but Zalia places her hand on my head as she leans toward the window.
She tells him she was the sole survivor and collected all the rewards from the extra challenge. Then, she adds that she’s here to collect her belongings.
“I’ll head to the Palace in the morning. I’m staying with my Mate,” Zalia says. The male congratulates her as he walks around the SUV. The moment we lock eyes, he smiles at me and continues his inspection.
“What the hell was that?” Goliath exclaims. I shrug, having no answer for him.
“That’s Gaia’s brother–the one who recorded the other message,” Zalia explains through our mind–link. I’m relieved he was on duty at the gate. “Gaia asked him to relieve the original guard, which wasn’t hard since the guard had a Pup two days ago. He’ll take every chance to be with his Mate and Pup,” she adds, answering my unspoken question.
I link Leander to check if anyone tried to access the Gamma floor.
“Yeah, an Omega came in about an hour ago to stock the fridge. Nothing exciting. But ten minutes ago, a female walked in and went straight for Zalia’s room. It was locked, as Benjamin told you, and she left a bottle of lotion on the kitchen table with a note attached. I haven’t had a chance to look at it yet,” Leander reports.
I tell him we’re almost there. Before I can inform Zalia about the bottle, the passenger door opens, and a female tells me to get out and follow her. After glancing at Zalia, I comply. The female introduces herself
as Nyx.
“I’ll get you into the Pack–house without anyone seeing you. The others are already in place, and we think we know how they plan to pull this off. They need to sedate her, but Zalia will sense it if they use a syringe. That means they’ll have to contact the one person Zalia hates for no reason,” Nyx explains.
I’m about to ask what she means, but she continues before I can.
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“Zalia has never been able to explain it, but she’s always disliked Mandy’s Aunt After Twilight appeared, that dislike turned into hatred. Neither can explain why they hate her, but Zalia once told me to imagine the feeling I get when I see or hear something I hate–then multiply it by a hundred. Even then, I wouldn’t come close to how Mandy’s Aunt makes her feel.
Maybe if you’re with her when they meet, you’ll understand what she feels. But I doubt we’ll ever know why she feels that way,” Nyx adds.
“And why would they have to contact her?” I ask as the Pack–house comes into view.
“Rumor has it that she knows how to lace everyday items with poison. That’s also why she no longer lives in the territory–she’s in a cottage just outside. We keep an eye out during border patrols, an unwritten rule within the Pack,” Nyx answers.
Getting inside the Pack–house isn’t difficult. We use the Omega stairwell to reach the Gamma floor. I sigh in relief the moment I spot Zalia, wrapping her in my arms as soon as she’s within reach. Goliath calms the instant I bury my nose in her hair.
Leander walks into the living room holding a bottle. “Someone left this for you. There’s a note, but it doesn’t make sense to me. It says: ‘Congratulations on finding your Mate. I hope he likes this scent,” Leander reads aloud.
Nyx takes the bottle from him and opens it to take a sniff. The moment the bottle is opened, Goliath goes berserk.
“Nyx, close it! There’s Wolfsbane in the lotion,” I say, backing away with Zalia in my arms. Once the bottle is closed, Goliath calms down. I thank the Goddess for the training Dad gave me. Both Dad and I have highly sensitive noses, able to recognize scents from a mile away–something I never thought I’d need in my life.
“Damn, I’m glad Gamma Liam trained you so well. I didn’t smell it, and I doubt Nyx did either,” Leander says, staring at the bottle.
I ask Leander to describe the female who left the bottle on the Gamma floor. “Where do you want me to start?” he asks.
“Start with the unusual features–something that might tell us who it was,” I reply.
“At first, I didn’t notice anything unusual because she was wearing a hoodie. But when she pulled it off, I saw a scar running down…”
Before he can finish, Twilight releases a thunderous roar, rattling the windows and shaking the floor. I look at Nyx, who nods. Now I know who left the bottle in the kitchen.
