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His wolf lowered his head in challenge, and for a second, I thought he was going to charge me. Any move he made against me right now could be seen as a formal challenge. Was Finn ready to be an alpha? More importantly, was he ready to bring me down?
I advanced, and to my relief, Finn took a step back. I pulled hard on our bond, making my wishes
clear.
Shift.
He didn’t. Turning, I snarled at the circle, and they retreated. When I turned to face Finn, I could see the calculations in his eyes. I growled, but he banked left and tried to race past me. Leaping on him, we both tumbled on the ground. Claws and fangs came out, and pain ripped down my side.
Fucker.
His power came ripping out of him full force, and I knew the moment he lost control. Before his wolf could make a move, I pinned him and placed my teeth at his neck.
Instantly, he stilled, and his flank quivered. Backing off, I shifted, and he did the same. “What the fuck are you doing?” I yelled. “Have you lost your mind? My people are poised to kill anyone who disobeys. That means you, Finn!”
“This is your solution? To hide out here until she strikes again? She needs to die!”
“This is not the way to do it. You’re pissed and you’re scared. I get it. It doesn’t have to be a suicide
mission!”
“Are you so fucking naive? I’m not getting out of this alive. Neither is Kiana. Neither are you. The list of people who are going to die is getting greater and greater until someone kills her. Get out of my way, Troy.”
“I am your alpha, and I am saying no.”
Finn’s eyes narrowed, and I saw the fight still in his eyes. “And if I challenge you, then I challenge
you for the pack?”
“Yes, and you’re not ready, but you want to take a go at me? I’ll give you a pass. This once. Just to
show you that you aren’t ready.”
“And if I win?”
“Then the pack is yours.”
“I don’t want your fucking pack. I want to be able to do my own thing, like kill my mother. I win, I go.
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“No. You win, you take the pack, and then you can do whatever you want.”
Baring his teeth, Finn climbed to his feet. “Release me from your bond. I’ll be a rogue again.”
“No.”
In a fury, he launched himself at me. He straddled me and got one good punch before we rolled, and I pinned him. “Let me go!”
“No.”
His fist landed on my side, and we rolled. In the dirt, we fought until he realized that we were both done. When he stood, the anger was still there, but he was done. At least for the night. “I hate you for this,” he said hoarsely. “I don’t understand why.”
“Kiana loves you. If you die, she will never forgive herself.”
“You think you’re doing all of this for her, but you’ll just lose her. Before Claudine even gets her hands on her. Kiana has spent her whole life in a cage. This was the only freedom she has ever known. You’re stripping her of that.”
A knot tightened in my chest. “I’m keeping her safe. She’s carrying my child.”
“Yeah. You seem delighted,” he said sarcastically. “Worried she’s carrying the next evil spawn?”
“Insinuate anything like that again, and I will rip your Goddamn head off your shoulders. She is not
evil.”
“Strange how you said she’s not evil but not her child. Your child? She would have had to conceive when she was with Morven. I mean right after, right?”
“Morven never touched her. She said so.”
“Yeah. It’s not like she has had years of trauma and can compartmentalize, black out, or even lie to keep her sometimes unhinged alpha boyfriend from flying off the handle.”
Everything stilled inside of me. “Kiana doesn’t lie to me.”
“Looks like she’s not the only naive one around.”
Bleeding, Finn shifted and raced off, thankfully toward his home. I limped to a stash of clothes and changed. By the time I made it to the house, the shirt was soaked in blood.
Stopping, I stared up at the light in my bedroom. It was well after midnight. Kiana should have been asleep. Especially since she was pregnant.
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Fuck, was Finn right? Was Kiana’s child not mine? I thought about what Broderick said again. No
child of mine would harm his mother.
But Morven’s?
A child was a child. Blank slate. I could never insinuate that the child might be Morven’s. If Kiana had blacked it out, she would break.
It didn’t matter whose child it was. The fact that a prophecy said it would kill her ripped me up inside. I needed to tell her.
And explain to her that I wasn’t keeping her in a prison. I was keeping her safe.
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