Chapter 128-2
Even in the dim light, I could see Saul struggling not to smile. “Perhaps I am mistaken.”
Glam
“Does everybody know?” Finn asked in a resigned voice. I knew that tone well. It was the same one I used for months after bonding with Kiana. In my case, anyone bonded with me could also feel the mating bond. When they realized who it was, it was met with sympathy, and in some cases, abject
horror.
With Finn, it had to be different. Everyone liked him and Amelia. There was no need for him to try to
hide it.
Unless they didn’t want each other.
Kiana shifted in my lap. “I can feel the mating bond, but I think most wolves have noticed when
you’re running together.”
Finn grunted. “Yeah. Our wolves get along great. Too bad she doesn’t trust me, and let’s face it, my mother being a homicidal maniac doesn’t make things any easier.”
“She likes me just fine, and my father’s no better,” Kiana pointed out before she tensed. “Wait, Amelia does like me, doesn’t she?”
Saul chuckled. “I’m glad we can have these insecure conversations to distract us from our real
issues.”
I opened my mouth to point out that his day was coming when a small rock rolled down a crevice, making just the smallest of noises, before falling next to me.
Instantly, we all stilled. It could have been nothing. A bird dropping it from the sky. A small rodent scurrying about on the plateau above us. The wind. All the rogues that we’d encountered, we’d seen or smelled a mile away. There was no chance that there was one sneaking up above us. It was only about thirty feet up, and the wind was blowing in our direction. We’d smell it.
But still, what were the chances?
Kiana rolled off me and crouched. Immediately, we all started to shift. As soon as my wolf was out, I tried to shake off my stress and glanced behind me/Saul and Finn had shifted, but Kiana was still human. Normally, her wolf was the first one out. She glanced up and widened her eyes. I lifted my nose and sniffed.
Wolves. Too damn many of them. They’d taken precautions to hide their scent, and they were moving quietly together. They were probably in a formation.
They were hunting. Us.
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Chapter 128-2
Clair
We all backed up to the rock wall. We were cornered, but we were covered on three sides, so they could only attack in front of us. Above us, more rocks started to fall. I lowered my head as a shifter
still in human form reached the bottom.
“Alpha Troy,” he said politely. He looked to be in his fifties with salt and pepper hair and, oddly enough, a suit. He didn’t look or smell familiar. “Your party is smaller than we were expecting. Did you run into some trouble?”
So they haven’t been following us this whole time. I growled in a low voice.
“I see the witches are not here. That is unfortunate. I’m told that conversing with you is a moot point, but I believe in giving everyone a chance. I have orders to take the null by any force necessary and the son, if he would like, to accompany and guard her. I’m told they are close.”
The son. These weren’t rogues banning together.
They were Claudine’s wolves.
I growled again.
“We have two dozen wolves and you are four. It will not take long for us to accomplish what we want, and it’s always a little messy to kill an alpha. Relinquish them, go home, regroup, and come back to fight another day.”
I attacked. To my surprise, the man turned wolf and met my attack with an astonishing speed. Wolves began to descend from the rock face, and three jumping on me immediately. I roared as teeth and claws bit into me, but I shook them off. Turning my head, I froze.
Saul and Finn had shifted and were fighting. They formed a protective barrier around Kiana.
Eyes wide, she looked terrified, and she was still fucking human.
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