Chapter 42-1
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London Elwes arrived first. The alpha was as quiet and unreadable as his pack. The deepest into the mountains, the Snake River pack was the smallest and they kept to themselves. When my brother was alpha, London’s predecessor wanted to merge the two packs in a violent manner.
He might have succeeded too, had I not realized what was happening.
A month before my brother challenged my father, I nearly took control of the Snake River when I killed their alpha. Instead, I ceded to London and set my sights on better protecting my own.
I had very little contact with London, although his beer was apparently making the rounds.
His witch, Ava Starret, was an older woman although it was impossible to tell her age.
London’s beta helped her out of the car, and she looked me over coolly. “Alpha Troy,” she said as her eyes darkened. “You’re standing at a crossroads, and you’re choosing the wrong path.”
“I love a little premonition first thing in the morning,” I said as I bowed my head. “Welcome, Ava.
London.”
“Troy,” London greeted as he bowed his head in respect. “My second car was delayed, but they should be here in about an hour. Until then, my witch better be safe.”
“Claudine and her young witch are already here. My guards will show you to your rooms and keep an eye on Ava.”
“Claudine beat me here?” London asked with a raised eyebrow before he grinned. “She arrived yesterday, didn’t she?”
“She did.”
“I suppose you should have seen that coming. Still, she always manages to one-up us.”
Peering over my shoulder, he narrowed his eyes. “And there’s the woman no one can stop gossiping about. Kiana Thane. Your mate.”
I glanced over my shoulder to see that Ava had stopped her and was speaking intensely to her. I tensed, but Kiana suddenly smiled, and the tension melted off me.
That smile was…breathtaking.
“That would be her.”
“This will be an interesting weekend,” London murmured. “How is Irene?”
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“News of my witch has spread as quickly as news of my mate,” I said as I studied him. “And what do you know of Irene?”
“I know there was a time when I wanted her to be my witch. No hard feelings, but I know how
powerful she is. Ava wanted her.”
“Does Ava still want her?”
London chuckled softly. “Paranoia doesn’t look well on you, man.”
“It’s not paranoia when someone is targeting our witches,” I sighed. “Ava and Kiana seem to be bonding. Any idea what they’re talking about?”
“A rising ‘darkness’ surrounding you? That’s all she’s been discussing as of late,” London frowned. It’s really put a damper on recent dinners. I don’t suppose you know what this darkness is?”
“That’s what we’re here about.”
London disappeared into the house after his witch, and I studied Kiana. She hadn’t said a word when we went to bed last night or this morning when we woke up.
Even after I’d fucked her twice more. She still had one foot out the door, and I was pushing her the rest of the way even if I just wanted to grip her tight and yank her closer.
There were a thousand things I could ask her. “What did Ava say to you?”
“She asked about the Darkwyn coven. London Elwes seems nice.”
“By the time this alpha meeting is over with, he’ll probably offer you a place in his pack.”
“That’s sweet.” She paused and rolled her eyes fighting off a smirk. “Oh and you’re doing the jealous mate thing again. So two alphas down, and one to go”
Yes, Morven Kane. I had come up with a number of ways for him to have an accident while he was here, but really, I wanted to do the murder myself. Publicly. Tortuously.
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