Prince Alpha's Rejected Maid のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 171 - チャプター 180

"I suppose there is a leader in this gang of yours they'll listen to?" She swallowed back the barb- he knew she wasn't that leader. She was just conveniently present in the food chain to help them out of a sticky situation, nothing else. "Yes. What do I tell him?" She could sit here and make this not about her. "Tell him we'll get them to a safe place." Her face flushed, relief, horror, doubt, then relief again- Rhys didn't know which one to study in depth- they flicked fast."Really? You'd do that? I didn't think you'd be this forthcoming." Her slight smile was worth saying an immediate yes. But he has meant what he said. They won't just help the cats run, they'll help them settle someplace new. Away from Desmond and his pack to properly heal."You do think highly of yourself to assume this is about you, don't you? They are us. We are them." Everything shut off. The light immediately sauntered out of her eyes, the smile frozen. His cat sighed at internal guilt. He could see her o

"Any movement?" Vanessa had kept a psychic eye on them. With practise, she could follow a thought nearly 500 miles away. It weakened her at times but she was strong. She even felt strong. "They are shifting the weapons to the hangar. Twelve hours from now." She faced Evan, tapping on his shoulder. Noah let her, content she was in his lap."I'll be with Jodie." Vanessa wanted to hug Evan, stopped the thought before it spun into a worry. He won't appreciate it. But he needed to know that Jodie would be safe. She might be more at physical disadvantage but she was no less a killer than Evan was. Vanessa had the bruises from their training to prove it. Three hours later, Evan had run with novice soldiers, helped trainees set up the gears. Their communication was unparalleled and the networks so infused inside the city, Desmond would have to raze the streets apart to break off their connection. And that he won't do. He wanted to kill that waste of oxygen, his animal surfacing unbidden. It

Drawing his claws out, Noah climbed the mountain from underside of the rock, his body horizontal, but the animal maintained the challenging grip, sharp talons digging like hooks in the rock. It might slow him down but the attacker won't see him coming. He would expect a wolf. The attacker was another wolf who had smelled him too. A shooter. Propelling himself with the force of his whole body, he dry heaved himself from front, exactly a millisecond before the shooter pulled the trigger. But he was already past the shooting range, covering the negative space between edge and his prey. Black stalwart eyes staring in assailants face, then a gargling sound later, Noah felt the organ- his larynx, voice box-between his teeth. Disinfectiously, he spit it out. On the video feed, Selene tried to keep straight face, when Noah informed her the south border was breached. They had a fail-safe in place, to evacuate any living being from where the territory had been breached. But they won't have to

Noah raced to infirmary, numbing the pain permeating his chest at the thought of the mate he'd never been able to protect- for all his title and land, he was helpless. That didn't mean the rest of his pack and Selene's had to suffer. Spurring into action, pack first- always. Vanessa wouldn't want him to be with her and regret not being of use to his own soldiers, broken and beaten, especially the young ones who looked lost. They have never seen blood-shed before. Not at this scale. "Where's Vanessa?" Jodie never halted for a second. She helped the medics and the nurses set up supply table, evaluate the wounds and intervene in case of serious injuries. One of the wolve's had suffered an internal bleeding in her brain, it was swelling, waiting for a hamerrohage to occur. Noah realised the only way to help her was to actualize the energy they shared with mind shields, again, something Vanessa had taught him. The wolf shields and mind link not only protected them from thought-reading but

Whole forty eight hours later, everyone sagged with relief. Nora had to believe that. Because she knew she did. Just then, the door to Noah's office tore open. Forcefully enough to ricochet off the adjacent wall. She was in an adjoining room, while Noah was in New York arranging to return here-with Vanessa. The interim relief of bare thirty seconds, was shot out of the equation when her wolf realized it was the cat bursting down office doors. He was probably here to talk to Mikhail, who had conveniently moved with Beatrice to older Abel's house because he didn't want to face Nora yet. She understood, abstractly knew the reasons, but it hurt to be punished for the crimes of her father. When being an innocent bystander had felt like a crime in itself. Eyes wild, the damn panther narrowed them to slits, she felt like he was mentally ticking off imperfections in her appearance. "Why isn't Mikhail here?" Okay then, the civil small talk can go dump itself in the garbage bin."He wanted t