Chapter 167-1
Kiana
Razor’s Edge was still standing. It had survived the pack’s hatred of me. Would it survive Claudine and the darkness? I unlocked the door and let myself in. It was clean and pristine. So unlike how Razor’s Edge should be. I longed for it to be filled with people again. To be pouring drinks and joking with the customers.
Not that I had many memories of joking with customers, but not everyone who came through here knew who I was. Someone told them soon enough, but for a few minutes I could pretend that I had a real job. A real place in a pack.
I didn’t need to feel that now. I had a place. I was Troy’s mate. His equal. “His partner in everything,” I muttered sardonically to myself. Rolling my eyes, I climbed the steps to my old apartment.
The last time that I was here, Troy had held me in his arms and told me that I would always be safe. There were monitors up to make sure that no one could sneak up on me. This was supposed to be my safe place. Even from him.
It wasn’t a safe place for me now. Claudine could tear it down with the snap of her witch’s fingers. But it was a place where I knew Troy wouldn’t be.
Of course, anywhere that I was going to be was certainly a place that Troy was not.
“You’ve gone about this all wrong,” I told myself. “He’s scared, and he’s not used to showing that. Now he has two people to be scared about.”
I put my hand on my belly. I was scared too. Scared of everything. Scared of losing my baby. Scared of being a mother. Scared of my supposed destiny.
And now I was terrified for my wolf.
Everything seemed to press down on me, and I stumbled against the wall and slid to the floor.
“If you scream, your mate will come running.”
At that, I did scream, but it was only Evalina. She stared down at me with a confused look. “Are you harmed?”
“Not yet, but it’s coming. Or so I hear.” Not liking the way she looked down at me, I pushed myself
wolf?” up to my feet. “Are you here to convince me to amputate my
“What?” Her eyes widened. “Who is talking about doing that?”
“It’s one of many ideas. I hope,” I muttered. “All right, what are you doing here?”
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Clearing her throat, Evalina clasped her hands in front of her stomach and began to rock back and
forth on her heels. “This is where Troy put you after he first rescued you?”
“Yes.”
“And he’s gifted it to you. Is that a romantic gesture?”
At the memory, I smiled. “Yeah. When Parker was alive, it was my safe space. I just didn’t
appreciate it until he wasn’t there. When Troy offered it to me, he was offering a safe space when I
wasn’t feeling safe.”
“Did you come here today to feel safe?”
“I…this is not what you came here for,” I said suddenly. She was still acting squirrelly. “What did you
need, Crone?”
She shuddered at the term, and I knew I’d said it cruelly, but I didn’t take it back.
“It occurred to me that I haven’t talked to you about your mother. I’m sure you have questions.”
In shock, I stared at her. “Really? Of course I have fucking questions, but you’ve brushed it off every time I’ve tried to ask. What’s changed now?” Fear seized me. “Oh my Goddess, you think I’m going to die soon, don’t you? That doesn’t surprise me. Everyone does.”
“Yes, everyone does. I was rather thinking about my own impending death.”
“Troy isn’t going to kill you. That’s not how we do things. Is that why you came down here? For some kind of death bed confession?”
“That is what it sounds like, doesn’t it? I’ve made mistakes, Kiana. So many starting with Katherine. Ask me your questions, Kiana. I firmly believe that you can survive this, and I want Katherine’s legacy to pass to someone. She was your mother.”
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