0111
Blair
He was a fucking asshole. Not once did he mention that she had the ability to control her shift. Nor did he tell me that she had been bound, more than once. I was furious as I watched thick claws grow from the tips of her fingers. Her eyes change from the soft blue Jenson
had described to pure black. I had never seen anything like it.
I can't control the fucking situation if I don't have all the information and it was bad enough that I was having to wear these shitty cheap clothes that are irritating the crap out of my skin.
Innocent. I needed to be innocent in my role. And I had screwed that up by mentioning her pups.
Too eager, I needed to reset.
I take a step back and raise my hands. "I'm sorry." I mutter. The word is like acid burning my tongue. I don't do apologies.
"Talking about what he did, riles me up." It wasn't a lie. What our father did pissed me off more than anything in the world and I desperately wanted to correct what was wrong.
"Leave!" Dane tells me. He still had a tight hold on my darling half sister.
"I'm going....I'm going." I reach into the ghastly denim jeans and pull out a small card. Tossing it on the ground between us. "If you want to know more, meet me at the time and location on the card."
I turn away. This was not part of my plan, but somehow, seeing her, had the resentment bubbling close to the surface, ready to boil over at any second. It had taken every ounce of self control to keep it under the surface. To keep my emotions buried.
Dane has someone follow me to the exit. He keeps his distance and doesn't speak. His long dark hair billowing around him in the night breeze. Ugh! I hate men with long hair.
I don't turn back when I'm outside the gates either. That would look confrontational and at the moment, I need to make them look like the bad ones.
Walking another mile, I find Jenson leaning against my Porsche, he looked so much better in a black suit. It made him look far more superior and in control than the day he walked into my life.
"That was quick." He straightens his spine
"And there is a lot of shit you didn't tell me." I stop in front of him but he keeps his beautiful dark eyes averted. Eyes that I had come to love. "We can't do this if you don't tell me everything!"
"You were supposed to get to know her. That was the plan."
"You should have told me."
"Would it have changed anything?"
I press my lips into a thin line. "How is she alive after being bound?" I snap
"I don't know." He mutters. "She has been bound four times that we know of."
"Four? You are telling me she has really been bound four times and still lives. No one should be able to survive twice."
Fucking bitch is more powerful than I realised.
"And she can control her shift?"
"She shifted?" He asks in surprise
"She started too."
He bobs his head and sucks in his cheeks. My hand launches forward, grabbing his cheeks, squeezing and forcing him to look at me. I may let him have all the control when it comes to sex. But when it comes to my life, I get exactly what I want. "I have Aspen." He murmurs through a fish pout.
"Wolf Alpha blood." I mutter, letting go of his face
He rubs his cheeks, "It's the same for her. She has a Lycan spirit inside her. Nyx."
"Are you fucking serious? Why the hell haven't you mentioned this to me?"
"I don't know. Is it important?"
"Everything is important! Does a part of you want this to fail?" I demand. He had said over and over that this is what he wants, but in my experience, if they don't tell you everything, it's because they are not ready. "Yes."
"Then you need to tell me everything. Every damn little detail. Get in the car!"
I drove back to the new apartment, it's a few miles out from the city. But closer to Black shadow.
"You got in alright." He mutters as we pull on to the main road
"You were right about one thing." I keep my eyes in front. "The guards thought I was her, but I have no intention of wearing clothes like this again." I shudder. Neah really needed to pull herself together and look the part. "What did you think?" He asks quietly
"Of Neah? I think dearest Daddy's genetics are strong." That's all I share right now as my mind works, running through possible next steps.
"Inside." I snap as I pull the car under the porch.
He rolls his eyes at me before slipping out of the car.
I sit alone for a few minutes. Why hadn't Dane let her shift? He had held onto her, sweet talking in her ear as she had stared at me.
By the time I get inside, Jenson had already poured me a glass of wine. I kick off the damn trainers. The arches of my feet are killing me from the flat footwear. Give me heels any day. I settle on the sofa as he pours himself a whisky.
"Everything. I don't care if we are up all night. I need to hear everything. She has killed, right, that's true?"
He nods. "She likes to go for the heart. She shifts to kill. She never shifts just to run or anything else. At least she never used to."
"So her plan was to kill me." I smile.
He frowns at me. "She doesn't trust people."
"Well, that's something else we have in common." I smile and take a big gulp of my wine and begin to unfasten the jeans.
He cocks an eyebrow at me.
"Oh no, honey, you're not getting any of this until you tell me everything. They are coming off because I can't stand them a moment longer!"
I sit on the sofa, letting the cool air lick my irritated thighs. Yes I would prefer to see his head between my thighs, but not until I hear every little detail about my darling half sister.
I spend hours drawing out every single thing that he knows, even asking questions that he might not know the answer too.
"She had a shitty life too. If Dane hadn't found her, she probably would have been dead months ago. She was barely hanging on to life when he brought her home."
I should feel sorry for her. Any normal person would. Maybe it was what she deserved after living my life. The funny thing is, I didn't want her dead. I just wanted her to see that everything is rightfully mine.
"I always thought that the Alpha blood came from her father, your father." He mutters, taking a swig of his own drink.
I shake my head. "He wasn't a true Alpha. Mother said he was a Beta by birth right. That he took over as Alpha when he marked Neah's mother. She was the one who carried the pure Alpha blood. It wasn't until after I was born that mother discovered the truth." He tilts his head at me.
"She thought I had Alpha blood. She tried to remind him that I was his heir first. The true heir. Turns out, I am his heir, but I'm not an Alpha."
"You want to be Alpha?" He asks quietly.
I shake my head. That was his goal, not mine. "I want her to lose everything."
"Daddy dearest didn't help mother at all. No money, no clothes for me, no help with food, nothing. He knew about me and let us suffer, all so he could raise his precious Alpha daughter. The last one of her kind."
I knew I had Daddy issues. It's what happens when you spend years watching your mother desperately pine for a man that doesn't give a shit about you or his daughter. I watched her sink into oblivion for a man that wasn't even hers because she was dumb enough to let him get her pregnant.
Then the blame shifted to me.
I was the reason he never claimed her.
I was the reason why he never came back to her.
I was the inconvenience.
I was the bastard child that trapped her.
I was the one that ruined her life.
Not him and his precious fucking daughter.
Tears creep along my waterline and I'm mortified.
"I need a shower!" I snap, getting to my feet. "Can I join you?"
"No."
He watches me walk away. One thing he was, was always respectful of is me saying 'No'. It was rare that I said it to him, but still, it was one of the good things going for him.
The hot water hisses against my skin and those tears sneak out, tracking lines down my cheeks. Why the fuck was I crying?
Today hadn't been a complete failure. I now had all the information to help me move forward. Yet the tears keep coming.
I hear the bathroom door open and turn my face into the tiles so he couldn't see me.
"Jenson, I said no!"
"I'm staying here." He mutters, "Could you sense her?"
"No." I don't think she could sense me either. As siblings, looking alike and sharing the same father was where it ended. Maybe it was better that I couldn't sense her.
"I want to take down Dane. I want the pack to be mine. I deserve it. But Neah....." He hesitates, unsure of how to finish his statement.
"Her history makes you feel sorry for her."
"And you don't, now you know everything?" He asks
"No."
"Not even a little?"
"No." She had been beaten and abused. Blood tied and poisoned. Bound multiple times and yet she still survives. It made me despise her more because no one should have that kind of power.