LOGINChapter 143: The Alpha PowerPOV: OdetteThe skin on my neck was about to break.I could feel it. Julian's teeth pressed into me one at a time, and the skin dimpled under them like the top of a cake under a thumb. One more second, I thought. Maybe two. Then it would give, and he would taste me, and it would be over.I knelt in the middle of the silver ring with my head dragged sideways and my wrists chained to the iron in the floor. The wire in my chest kept pulling. My spark was the size of a pinhead, and it was shaking.Now. If you don't do it now, there won't be a later.Out in the dark behind the crates, the old heartbeat quickened. It was eager and hungry, like a man leaning forward in his chair."Please," Beckett whispered. "Please, please, please."I shut my eyes and thought of Cai.Not the drawing this time. The real boy. A boy on a rug with his claws gone back into his fingers, laying his chin in my palm and not biting. A boy on a stool saying She says I'm a mistake, like he
Chapter 142: The BitePOV: OdetteThe howl faded, and the needle was still touching my neck.Nobody in the warehouse moved. The man holding it had gone as stiff as a post. I could feel the point resting against my skin, a tiny cold prick, and the hand that held it was shaking. Behind me, Beckett's breath hitched. Beyond the crates, six slow heartbeats had all gone quick at once.Don't move. Don't breathe.That sound hadn't been anger. I kept going back to it. It had sounded like somebody calling a name into an empty house, over and over, and getting nothing back.My wolf had answered it with everything she had left, and it had cost her. The spark in my chest was the size of a pinhead now, and every beat of my heart seemed to push it a little further down.Then Julian laughed.It was soft and warm and perfectly pleased, and it was the worst sound I had heard all night."Do you hear that, darling?" His breath stirred my hair. "That is a man finding an empty bed."My stomach dropped thro
Chapter 141: The ConfessionPOV: NikolaiClara met me in the front hall with a cup of tea in her hands, and she was smiling.I stood in the doorway with rain running off my coat and a torn pajama jacket in my fist. Behind me, my Beta was shutting the great doors, and the men I had sent for were pounding up the drive. Every window in the house was lit. Servants stood along the walls with their lanterns, pale as candles, and not one of them would look at me."Daddy." She crossed the marble in her clean yellow shoes. "You're soaked. I made you something hot."She had made fresh tea. My son was missing, and she had taken the time to boil water."Where is your brother?""I told you, I don't know." Her eyes filled right on time. "I've been so frightened. Have you been out looking? You must be freezing.""Where is Cai?""I don't know!" She held out the cup. Her hand was steady. "Please. Drink this. You'll make yourself ill."I took the cup from her and set it on the hall table, very gently.
Chapter 140: The ScentPOV: NikolaiThe stream had washed everything away.I stood on the old stone bridge with the pajama jacket in my fist, looking down at the black water. It was fast and cold and swollen with rain. The tracks I had followed from the garden gate stopped at its edge. On the near bank they were clear, a wide churned mess of paws and boots and one set of small, stocking-footed prints. On the far bank there was only mud, and the rain was filling that in too."Cai!"I shouted it until my throat tore. I shouted it up and down the stream, and the trees threw it back at me. Nothing answered but the water.I threw back my head and howled.It came out of me before I knew it was coming. It tore up from somewhere under my ribs, long and raw, and every bird in the wood burst out of the trees. I didn't care who heard. I howled for my son and I howled for her, and it was the same sound, because in one night both of them had been taken out of my hands. When I ran out of breath, I
Chapter 139: He's ComingPOV: OdetteJulian let go of my hair, and I didn't know why.One second his teeth were against my neck. The next, there was only cold air on my skin and the sound of his shoes backing away across the concrete. I stayed where I was, with my head bowed and my eyes shut tight. It was the only thing I was sure of. If I looked up, he would see them.Don't open them. Don't."Something is wrong with that light," Julian said.His voice had lost its warmth. It was flat and careful, the way it had been in the restaurant when the window blew in. I heard him move slowly around the edge of the circle. The silver chain clinked where his foot brushed it."Check the wiring," he said to someone.A man hurried out of the dark. I heard a ladder creak, and then a long pause. "It's fine, sir. The power's steady. It might just be the storm.""A storm doesn't make a bulb flicker in a closed building.""No, sir.""Then what does?"Nobody answered.I counted my breaths. In for four. H
Chapter 138: In the ShadowsPOV: VictorThe light over my son's head began to flicker, and I did not like it.I sat in the dark at the back of the warehouse, in a folding chair behind a wall of crates, with a silver revolver on my knee and a clear view of the circle. Forty feet away, the girl knelt inside the chains with her hair wound around Julian's fist. He had his mouth at her neck. The bulb above them swung on its wire, and the yellow light went dim, then bright, then dim again.Nothing in the plan was meant to make the light do that.I leaned forward, and the old chair creaked. I am sixty years old. My knees hate cold concrete, and my back hates it more. But I have never given up a good seat for the sake of comfort, and from here I could see everything.Something is happening to her.I felt it before I understood it. A weight in the air, thick and slow, like the quiet before a storm. The hair on my arms stood up. Six of my men were spread among the crates in the dark, and I hear







