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KING LUCIUS. “Is Althea your daughter? Did you feel any connection with her the first time you met her?” Patrea asked, and time stood still. How do I answer such a thing when I have no fucking idea? The possibilities are endless. I could have offspring everywhere, and I wouldn’t know about it if they were only half-demons until the demon side of them awakened. And I was sure I was not the only demon that fucked Zelda. My father did, too. And knowing her cunning nature, if Althea happened to be her daughter and mine or Lucien’s, she would surely inform us because that would make her have a powerful hold in the underworld, especially if she was Lucien, as Lucien seemed to favor a daughter over his sons. But why the fuck was Althea with Adora? There were too many questions, and I had no answer. “Demons never had any connections, as werewolves do. But I’m sure Zelda would not hide it if she’s mine.” I started, and Patrea opened her mouth, but I cut her off before she could say some
BLADE.I was not comfortable letting Althea use her spells tonight, but I didn’t want to upset her by rejecting her idea of finding Fabian. Lucius and Adan reminded me earlier to avoid angering Althea, as it might trigger something from the necklace, as it seemed that the azurite stone had an attachment to her. And since they knew the stone was protected and created by dark magic, triggering any forces could pull Althea towards the dark side of witchcraft.They said they would find more information, but it was up to me to make sure Althea would not draw energy from the necklace. I had no idea how I would manage not to anger my little witch when it seemed she would snap at me if I said no to her every whim. I just needed the necklace off her neck. “We’re here.” I slapped her ass lightly before I let her down on her feet, but I didn’t let her get away from me. I turned her body around and pressed my torso against her back before snaking my arms around her shoulders, caging her into m
BLADE. Althea ended up not using a locator spell to find Fabian’s body, as she couldn’t stop crying and just wanted me to hold her. I had no problem with that. With the necklace gone from her, she was probably beginning to feel all the impact of her encounter with Alas. So I just held her the whole time. But instead of heading to the packhouse, we stayed at the cabin. We sat in front of the fireplace with a blanket around us even though the cold never bothered me, as it was what she wanted. We talked about Adora and her childhood at the Red Mountain, and then she told me about a nightmare where she was beaten when she was younger. She knew it was just a nightmare, but it felt so real to her. I asked her to elaborate more or tell me what exactly happened, but before she could, she stopped talking, and her breathing steadied. She fell asleep. I held her for a while before carefully laying her on the bed in the only bedroom in this house. After making sure she was comfortably tuck
BLADE. “Thank you, sir.” The little girl said politely, but she refused to meet my eyes. The female, whom I now identified as Adora, was carrying her. “Are you afraid of me?” I asked, trying to soften my tone, but with my build and how hoarse my voice was, it was next to impossible. She didn’t reply, but she nodded her head with her gaze still fixated on the ground. I felt Adora wanted to take her away, but I refused to make way and still blocked them. “I’m not a bad guy.” “I know, sir. I don’t like... people looking at me. They look at me all the time.” “Very well, then. Are you sure you will be okay with her?” “Yes, sir. My spirits don’t like her, so it means she’s good.” I was baffled by her answer, but I was not able to ask more as Adora slipped past me. And as soon as she did, she began running away. I saw her grab another female’s hand, and they both ran away. It was only now that I was trying to remember everything that I could see — that the female she grabbed was the
BLADE. Three days passed, and everything was so peaceful that I often wondered if this was the calm before the storm. I hoped I was wrong. Althea was back to her old self, so I knew Patrea was right about how the necklace was sucking her into the darkness. But even with the azurite stone not around her neck, I noticed how she became more sexual and aggressive when it came to intimacy. Not that I was complaining. I liked it that way, knowing I could fire her up as much as she does to me. All was well, and so far, Althea had shown no intention of taking the necklace back, so I was keeping it but not wearing it, as I promised her I would wear it once when we were outside the territory for added protection. We still hadn’t told her about her dark origin, as Patrea feared her curiosity would lead her to find out more, which might attract her back to that side. They wanted more answers, so even if I wasn’t agreeing to it, I just went along. But I did tell her about the necklace and h
UNKNOWN POV. I could never forget the day when everything changed. The memories still flood my head like they were just yesterday, when, in fact, these memories happened thirteen years ago. ------------- The sound of a door being unlocked reached my ears, and I knew they had returned. I grunted and hid my head under the pillow, wanting more sleep because I was up all night. But with the way everything was banging outside my bedroom, this was an impossible task. My door opened as expected, and she came musing in. “He took her. He took her…” “Mom, please…” I complained. “Let me sleep. I don’t want to talk with you when the sun is not even up.” “Get up!” She exclaimed, and the blanket covering my body was pulled off of me. “Give that back!” I shouted as I abruptly rose from lying down, ready to grab the blanket back, when fear enveloped my senses. Mom’s eyes were totally black, with black mists emitting from her skin. “I’m sorry…” I blurted out as I sat back, inching closer to
BLADE. Althea clung to me like she didn’t want to let go. I didn’t want her out of my arms either, but I knew I needed to see who was at the border. She insisted one last time that I take her with me, but I stood my ground and said no. I added that I would be taking Dalton with me, but of course, I wouldn’t. I had to face this on my own. So after she let me go and went back to our room, I left the packhouse and drove to the border. And the closer I go, the more I and my wolf feel agitated. It could be just anxiety over something that was impossible to happen, but the moment I stepped out of the car, I knew I was right. An intoxicating smell I hadn’t smelled for almost six years reached my nose. It had been a long time, but I knew what the scent was and who owned it. My heartbeat picked up its rate as my eyes swept the borderline until they finally locked with the light green olive eyes that were carved in my memory — until a dark purple one took over and made me forget about
ALTHEA. “She’s dead… No. She’s dead…” I kept mumbling as I held on to Blade’s desk for support. My knees were buckling, and I felt I would throw up at any moment. All the insecurity I felt about Soledad came crashing in and shattering, which was what left of my hope that Blade was all mine. I knew Dalton wasn’t lying because he didn’t know who Soledad was at all. In this pack, only Blade and I knew about her. “What do you mean she’s dead?” Thalia asked as her hands held my arms, supporting me so I wouldn’t stumble. “I am Blade’s second chance mate. Soledad was the first. She died in a rogue attack almost six years ago. Her death was the reason Blade abandoned your pack. He couldn’t accept that he was not able to save her.” “And nobody told us about this?” “Fabian knew, and so did Alpha Stone.” My eyes were blurry with tears, but I saw the way the Beta couple glanced at each other. I couldn’t see their eyes, so I had no idea if they pitied me or if they thought I had gone cra