Perrin
It hadn’t sat well, what Lo had said. Jaz had held too much from me. We were supposed to be talking more, to make this all work. And I hear that she’s sharing things about my Beta with Lo that she hasn’t bothered telling me?
I texted her, asking her to join me for a walk. Part of me didn’t want her being in the pack house tonight, a gut feeling that I couldn’t quite explain. Walking gave us direction, momentum of some kind that we just weren’t getting outside of the bedroom.
She agreed to meet me when she got off work. I had switched out patrol so that I could get to the bottom of this. While nothing typically came before my sense of duty and running patrol, this thing with Jaz was stuck in my head and throwing all of my concentration.
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Deidre“How did it go?”“She is one unhappy she-wolf,” he muttered, waving at Cynthia to shut the door.“Which one?”“Both,” he said, agitation all over his face.He has spoken to Mistra to inform her about Jaz joining the ‘inner circle,.’ I snorted at the thought. “It’s not like she had a choice in the matter.”Jason’s face was dark. “I don’t think she quite sees it that way.”“What do you mean?”“I think she’d rather…” he didn’t finish the sentence. My blo
Lo He stared blankly after I finished. I wasn’t sure if he was still breathing. “Ethan?” Perrin prodded gently, approaching him slowly. Ethan blinked. “You think I was poisoned?” I sighed, suddenly lighter, as if the weight of telling him was off of my shoulders. “That’s a rather direct way of putting it, but yes.” “And you don’t know by what?” “No.” “Or by whom?” “Nope.” “And your research hasn’t turned anything up?” “Not entirely.”
LoThe next several days passed with more joy and ease and contentment than I had felt in awhile. It felt so at home in the archives, spending time with my two best friends. It was as though everything in our lives had finally begun to settle.Both Perrin and Ethan continued to help me during breaks from training, which, not that we were a month out from the Sacred Call, had become even more grueling and intense. I caught both of them more than once dozing with their heads on leather bound volumes, prodding them gently awake only when the danger of their drool would have ruined the books.The medical textbook hadn’t turned up as much help as I had hoped. There was no section on poison origins, and the section on anticodes were limited to plant poisonings. I had a hard time believing Ethan had been slashed to death by a venomo
EthanI didn’t care how bad it smelled. I took a strong swig of the whiskey, if only to have something to do with my hands. That, and to keep them from shaking.It tasted horrible, burning as it went down. I thought of Kira. How could she stand this stuff?I shuddered, draining the glass as if the smell of the alcohol would calm my mind.“Ethan?”Justin’s voice was gentle and tentative. I wasn’t sure how long I had been quiet. Lo and he had both sat still, across from me in the giant living room of Justin’s suite. The sun had set long ago, but as if not to want to disturb me, no lamps had been turned on. Instead, my gaze had followed out over the vast city of the Aperture pack, list from below, while
Lo“Can she see me?”“Are you hurt?” Lorrie stared protectively at me from behind the desk. I had a feeling that Jaz may have slipped her instructions as to how to deal with me. Or any of Perrin’s friends, for that matter.“No, but--”“Then probably not.”“Please,” I urged. “This isn’t about Perrin.”Lorrie’s eyebrow rose suspiciously, as if that’s exactly what she thought this was about.“Honest,” I said. “Jaz was helping me with some research questions in the pack archive and I know she’d want me to follow up with her.”
EthanI was exhausted before he even began. It had been a long day. Two training sessions, two stints at the library, and the probability that my mother likely participated in medical practices that affected me, without my consent. What I hadn’t had time to process yet was that if she had, she had made the conscious decision to keep it from me.And if she had done the same to my sister?I shook the thought from my head, squeezing Justin’s hands reassuringly with my own.“I need you to start from the beginning. And don’t leave anything out.”He looked wary, as if judging what information I could handle. With a twinge of annoyance, I huffed.“I don&rs
EthanI tried very hard to keep my breathing normal.Justin’s voice was practically a whisper at this point, pained and hollow and heartbreakingly filled with regret.“It happened so fast. Like I blacked out. But it couldn’t have taken more than a minute or two…” he sniffed, wiping his nose, trying to restrain the tears that threatened to escape. The pain that went through my own chest, seeing my mate so torn--it brought tears to my own eyes. I would have given anything to take away his regret and pain but I knew that this was a burden that fell far from my reach.“My father saw the whole thing, and didn’t even stop it.”“What?” I fell back in my own chair, for the first time my ha
EthanIt took mere moments for Justin to help me up and lead me into his bedroom. It was dark but the luxury of the moonlight cut off from his dark room through another series of undraped, large windows.It smelled of him; a musk of fire and campfire smoke. It had an immediate, soothing effect on all of my senses. I doubted my flared temper could do anything now; my erratic emotions had dulled to a simmer the moment Justin’s hand had touched mine: the moment our skin had made contact.While I was aware of what my body wanted, for myself and for my mate, my mind and heart remained consumed by an indescribable need to repair what had happened to him. I knew I couldn’t fix or change what had happened. But witnessing the emotional scarring left on his mind and his soul had every fiber of my being attuned to his need t