77 Chapter 77 Walking Into Danger
Elena’s POV
I studied Julian, who stood before me without any of his usual commanding presence. The vampire looked almost vulnerable, stripped of the arrogance I had grown accustomed to seeing in his pale features.
But when my gaze shifted to Damien, ice ran through my veins. The fury radiating from him was palpable, dangerous. His muscles were coiled tight, ready to spring. I could see the predator in his eyes, calculating exactly how to end Julian’s existence without breaking a sweat. That couldn’t happen. Not when so many questions still hung between us like a thick fog.
“Alright. Well, I wasn’t expecting that revelation,” I said carefully, keeping my voice steady. “But wasn’t she already mated to the vampire you mentioned before?”
“She was,” Damien’s voice came out in a low growl, his attention never wavering from Julian. “And she made her choice. She picked him over me.”
“Then it sounds like the fault lies with her, not with Julian. Can you please refrain from tearing him apart?” I
Ox asked, stepping slightly between them.
“Why the hell you’re buying into his manipulative bullshit too,”
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Damien snarled, his
eyes flashing with that dangerous golden light that meant his wolf was pushing close to the surface.
“Hell no. But he possesses information that I desperately need. His family has answers that could change everything. Please?” I pressed, letting a note of pleading creep into my voice.
“What kind of information?”
“According to him, my bloodline ruled the Peak Pack pack generations ago. Marcus’s family apparently stole that power from mine. Julian’s family believes I’m some kind of prophet, destined to restore balance or some mystical prophecy. I don’t have all the details yet, but I need to meet with his family to learn more. They’re the only ones who have the full story.” The words tumbled out of me in a rush.
“Are you planning to leave with him?” Damien’s question came out sharp as a blade, and I could hear the underlying fear beneath his anger.
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“Absolutely not. I’m returning to the pack with you, where I belong. Julian will contact me after he speaks with his family, and we can arrange a proper meeting. I took another cautious step toward Damien, hoping to calm the storm brewing in his chest.
“You’re not meeting with them alone. That’s not negotiable.” His tone brooked no
argument.
“That’s perfectly fine. You can accompany me. Gage can come. Your Beta can join us. I don’t care who else you bring,” I said, continuing my careful approach toward him. “I just need those answers.”
“Good,” Damien said, and I watched some of the tension leave his shoulders as I moved
closer to him.
“Julian, you should go now. Call me once you’ve spoken with your family,” I said without turning to look at the vampire.
The sudden rush of wind told me at vampire speed, leaving Damien
Ononished
and me alone in the forest clearingho
Julian’s
presence was completely gone,
Damien’s posture relaxed incrementally, and one of the warriors who had been
watching from the treeline approached with a pair of shorts for him.
“You should never have agreed to meet him out here alone,” Damien said, pulling on
movements.
the shorts with quick, efficien
“I knew he wouldn’t harm me,” I replied with more confidence than I felt.
“You can’t possibly know that with certainty,” he countered, his voice still rough with residual anger.
“But I do know it. For reasons I can’t explain, I just feel it in my bones,” I insisted.
“You have a lot of explaining to do,” he said, running a hand through his dark hair.
“I know. I’ll tell you everything during the walk back to the packhouse,” I promised.
The warriors took point ahead of us, giving Damien and me privacy as we made our way back through the forest at a leisurely pace. I talked continuously, my voice filling the
space between us as I recounted every detail of my encounter with Julian.
Damien would interject with pointed questions, and I answered them as thoroughly as I could manage. Though Julian had been frustratingly evasive with many of his responses, leaving gaps in the story that gnawed at me. I found myself sharing anything and everything I could think of, desperate to ease the tension radiating from
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Damien. He needed to understand that I would never do what his former mate had done. The thought of abandoning him, of choosing another life over what we were building together, was inconceivable.
I had absolutely zero intention of leaving Damien’s pack to join some vampire coven. The very idea was beyond stupid, and I needed him to know that with absolute certainty.
By the time we reached the packhouse, I could see that Damien was still visibly troubled, but there was understanding in his expression now. He could grasp why I needed these answers, why the mystery of my heritage was something I had to pursue.
Because something was fundamentally wrong with Marcus and his pack. There had to be a concrete reason why his pack had treated my mother and me with such cruelty after my father’s death. The pieces of this puzzle were scattered, but I was determined to put them together.
“Do you think the old Alpha might have had something to do with your father’s death?” Damien asked as we climbed the front steps.
“I never considered that possibility. I was always told he died protecting the Alpha during a rogue attack,” I said, the words feeling strange in my mouth now.
“But you
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“Of course not. I was faen it happened?” he pressed.
too young. I hadn’t even gotten my wolf yet,” I explained.
“Did your mother ever say anything that made you question the official story?” he
asked.
“No, not that I can remember,” I said, though doubt was beginning to creep into my
mind.
“I think you need to proceed very carefully here. You might be walking into something far more dangerous than you realize,” he warned, his hand finding mine as we paused
at the door.
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