Chapter 50-1
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Neither Jenson nor Amelia said a word after I told them about Bridget. We were on the edge of the
woods, no one around for miles, with no one to overhear.
“You killed her?” Jenson asked Kiana, who stood just slightly behind me. She hadn’t wanted to be
here for this, but I wasn’t about to leave her alone in the house with Morven and the other alphas.
“I didn’t have a choice.”
Balling up his fists, Jenson turned and stalked away. He didn’t go far, and I let him have his space. Amelia inhaled sharply. “I knew something was wrong with her. I should have pushed,” she whispered. “These past few days, she’d been acting strangely. Did she kill Finn?”
“Finn is in the infirmary. He’s healing, but slowly. You’ll take over for guard duty with Kiana, and I want the two of you to visit him tomorrow and see if there anything else he can remember about the attack. His injuries are being kept under lock and key.” I didn’t tell her about Lunessa, but she’d learn eventually if the witch approached Kiana again.
It was just so damn hard to know who to trust.
Jenson returned, but there were still tears in his eyes. “What do you need from us?” He asked
roughly.
“A lot, unfortunately. I can’t even risk telling her family that she’s dead yet. Amelia will take over bodyguarding duties for Finn while he’s healing, but I want you to keep an eye out for anyone who’s acting strangely. Anyone who suddenly wants to befriend Kiana or get close to her.
Both of you, when you get a chance, go through all the security feeds. I mean all of it. See who Bridget and Dean talk to. See anyone else they might have colluded with.”
“She was my best friend,” Amelia said woodenly. “Do you trust me?”
I hesitated. “You reported her even though she was your best friend. You’re loyal to me. Was there something happening that I didn’t know about? Something she was struggling with?
Something that would have made her betray me?”
“Does it matter?” Jenson snarled.
“It does to me.”
Amelia sighed. “I think Dean might have been her mate. She never said anything, but she’s smelled
a little differently these past few months. Like she’s been trying to mask it.”
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“I hadn’t noticed,” I said with a frown.
“Me either.”
“The two of you are mated. You don’t pay attention to that kind of thing anymore.”
“I am not mated,” Jenson said in confusion.
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Amelia ignored him. “It doesn’t explain why she would have betrayed you. Even a mate wouldn’t
make her do that.”
“Apparently, your mate can influence you to do all kinds of things,” Jenson muttered, his eyes trained on me. For a moment, I considered letting it go. He was hurting over Bridget’s betrayal, and he needed a target. If he hadn’t involved Kiana, I might have been willing to be that target, but I could not let him make inferences about my mate.
I pushed a little power in our bond, and he quickly averted his eyes. No apology, but that was fine.
We would have a talk about this later.
“Morven is claiming that wolves sabotaged his car ten miles from the territory. I need you to send Simon and three others to trace his steps. Morven will expect me to do this, so make sure they realize it may be a trap. See what they can scout out,” I continued. “What did Irene have to say
about his witch?”
“She doesn’t recognize her,” Jenson said and then frowned. “But she also said that’s not uncommon. She hasn’t had much contact with any witches since attaching herself to us. As for being a target of the Darkwyn coven, she says it’s possible. They’ve hunted witches before for breaking their laws.
“All three of them?” Kiana asked, her eyebrows raised. “I have a hard time believing all three would leave their den unprotected.”
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