Chapter 101-2
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“What if she’s dead, and she was a good person? A good mother. What if Ragor took me from her? There’s this ache inside me when I think of her dead and me not knowing anything about her. Even her name. What if Ragor killed her and she’s just in some hole in the ground? And no one knows?” Unshed tears gathered in her eyes. “I’ve never had the chance to do anything about it. I’ve never been safe enough to look for her.”
I kissed the top of her head. “You’re safe now, Kiana. You can search for her. I’ll help you. Even if…” Fuck, I hated what I was about to say. “Even if you don’t stay, I’ll have people look into it for you.”
Pulling away, she glanced down at the floor. “I guess you’re waiting for a response about what you
said yesterday.”
“I am, but not today, Kiana. Not tomorrow, either. We’ve spent a lot of time circling each other when I should have been more honest. I know you need time to think, and I’m happy to give you that time. There’s no pressure here,” I told her gently.
Her shoulders sagged as she looked up at me and smiled. “I do need some time to think, but I also know that we haven’t had time to just be together and see how it goes. I won’t be leaving until we get that chance.”
Relief swept through me, and I returned her smile. “Good. We should be leaving here soon, and I think you’ll find our home is a little bit different than when you left. Things will be easier for you,
Kiana.”
She opened her mouth and was momentarily distracted by a crashing noise outside. Her eyes widened, and we both raced to the window. I opened the blinds in time to see an enormous beast break through the door into the house, followed by guards racing after it.
“You were saying?” she said dryly. We both ran from the room and down the stairs. Chaos spread across a wide berth. Doorways were broken open, walls cleared of all artworks, and tables smashed. The front door was practically hanging off its hinges.
I swore. “There is no way something could escape the house before we got down here.”
Just as he spoke, three wolves raced past him, followed by six guards on foot. They were panting
hard.
“Cool. So, something about three times the size of a normal wolf and three times as fast is now rampaging through London’s pack. What are the chances he’ll pop up and tell us not to worry, that this kind of thing happens at least once a week?” Kiana asked.
A whistle sounded as Finn walked through the front door. “Does London have a giant pet we don’t
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“You went for an early morning run?”
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Still staring at the destruction, Finn nodded and rubbed his neck. “I’ve been trying to shift twice a day until I know for sure my wolf won’t get away from me again. I’ve been out for about two hours.”
“And you didn’t see it?”
“No. I just followed the unsettling wide path of broken tree limbs and bushes coming in from the
woods. It leads straight here.”
I look at Kiana. “You up for a little investigating?”
“Anything to keep my mind off that stupid file.”
Not the healthiest mindset, but she needed time. I understood that. “Let’s grab Janelle and have a look. I’m starting to discover that almost everything weird that’s happened is because of
witchcraft.”
“Yeah,” Kiana sighed. “Me too.”
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