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Abraxas
"She actually did it?" Dane asks in surprise. He turns to face the direction of the pack house. "How?"
Mallory shrugs her shoulders. "I wasn't with her."
Dane scowls and not because he didn't want it to happen but because Neah had managed to do it without guidance.
"I saw Damien over here with you two and just...." She stops and her brown eyes shift up to the hospital doors with a frown. She doesn't question why we are here even though she wants too.
"We need to prepare." Damien stares at me. "But I'm guessing you are already prepared for this."
"This was why I was asked to come here. To put down the Rogues." I wink at him
He rolls his eyes at me and turns to Mallory. "You are coming with me where I can keep an eye on you."
"What about Raven?" She questions. "That's why you are here isn't it? Is Jenson still alive?"
"Raven will be fine." I tell them and again I'm met with irritated glares from Damien. He was so easy to wind up. I just needed him to explode, then I will have an actual reason for putting him down and no one will question it. He gives me one final glare before walking off and tugging Mallory with him, leaving Dane and I behind.
"You have got to stop doing that." Dane warns me. "He is my Beta, he has done nothing but help this pack and Neah for that matter. He has spent the last year raising your daughter. You need to at least respect him for that."
"There's a reason Wolves and Lycans don't live together, Dane. The Lycans run the risk of tipping over into the Rogue life every single day. Wolves don't, it's as simple as that."
"Is it? Because if you haven't noticed there are several of us that are mated to Lycans now. A bond created just for us. If we are not supposed to live together then why were we mated in the first place?"
I open my mouth to answer but he continues
"You're telling me that you have had centuries worth of information passed down to you, yet somehow, you are still stuck living in the past. Living by your insane made up rules that were created however long ago. Have you ever actually taken the time to get to know a Lycan?"
I don't answer because I could see that he one hundred percent believed himself.
He shakes his head at me. "I think for someone that can read souls. You are blind to a lot of things."
"I'm a Hunter by birthright."
"You are also a Wolf by birthright. You shouldn't forget that. Now come with me. We need to see my mate."
I trail a little behind him as we head towards the packhouse. Mulling over his words. I was born to be a Hunter. It was in my blood. I couldn't change that, nor did I want to change that.
Neah is pacing in the office. Her eyes are cast down as she moves back and forth. She only stops when Dane clears his throat.
"I did it. I sent out a link." She murmurs unsure of herself.
"So I hear." Dane smiles at her and I watch their souls explode with love for one another. Their kind together was wrong, but at the same time, their souls were made for each other. What the hell were the higher powers up to?
"It was the right thing to do though, wasn't it? It's what we said I needed to do?" Neah checks with him
"Yes." He reassures her as he pulls her against him. "How did you manage it?"
She smiles, "Dorothy."
Dane cocks an eyebrow as he looks back at me. "Dorothy helped you?"
She nods and a part of me feels sick yet proud that she called already tap in to her Hunter abilities. Though my Hunter daughter had helped a Lycan. A shiver goes down my spine.
"Obviously I haven't told her what we are doing. But she was sat with me when I was changing the boys and just told me to remember that I had the power to do it. And then it just kind of happened. No one replied though." "They don't have too. They will come." I frown.
"Some out of annoyance, some out of curiosity, But they will come and Blair probably will too." I mutter
Her big blue eyes rise up to meet Danes crimson orbs. "The last time we had a lot of people here, bad things happened."
"The difference is this time we are expecting some of them to be trouble." Dane tells her. "That's what he is for." He gestures to me.
"Right." Her tone is full of uncertainty and he helps with that.
Their relationship was stronger than anyone I had ever met. Stronger than the bond I had with my mate. It shouldn't work and yet somehow it does.
I needed to watch the bonded mates more. Especially those with Lycan mates.
Neah panics a little more, suggesting that she had made a big mistake. "What if I shift?"
"Then we will deal with that when it happens." His tone is softer around her, not like when he is speaking to me or anyone else.
"Promise me you will look after the twins." She mutters. "If I...."
""You won't shift"
They both look at me as though they had momentarily forgotten that I was in the room.
"I won't let you go Rogue." The words roll from my tongue, surprising me in the process.
Stopping Lycans from going Rogue was never of interest to me, only ending their miserable life.
But for some reason, I liked Neah.
Maybe I was too fascinated by her cracked soul and how it reacted.
Maybe it was just a job.
But I also knew I can't learn anything from her if she goes Rogue and ends up dead.
****
Two days and a handful of Lycans had turned up.
Every single one of them was laid in front of me with a bullet lodged in their skull.
They had hated her. They hated that she was their leader. They hated that she was mated to a Wolf. They hated that she had children with him. They were livid that she had called them in.
I had watched their souls darken as Neah spoke to them. They were a threat and I put them down before they had a chance to do something stupid.
And no one, not even Damien questioned me.
I took the bodies to the edge of the pack, planning on burying them. Instead I make a fire, toss their bodies on and watch them burn.
The smell of burning Lycans is putrid.
Even worse when the bodies had already started to swell from the gas.
It invades your sense of smell for days and everytime you think it's gone, a little tiny reminder would make its way into your senses. Still, after all this time, I hadn't adjusted to the stench.
"Done." I mutter when I return to the house. Damien, Blondie and Dane are standing out the front.
"You set them on fire?" Blondie asks
"There might be too many to bury. This way, we just have to get rid of a bunch of bones." I shrug my shoulders.
"Bet you are enjoying this, aren't you?" Damien folds his arms up across his chest as he glares at me.
"I'm doing a job." I mutter back. I wasn't going to tell him that I feel sorry for Neah because the first people to turn up wanted nothing to do with her. Feeling sorry for a Lycan, that was a new feeling. "Any sign of any more?" Dane shakes his head. "Not yet."
"They have lived without a leader for a long time. Even her mother didn't possess the same power that she does. She has to understand that a lot of them won't like it. A lot will fight it especially after being free this long."
"She knows." Dane growls
"What about the other packs?" Blondie asks. "We know Moonshine had a leader."
"No packs have a true leader unless they are Wolves. They choose someone, if they don't like it, they kill them and replace. Isn't that what Moonshine did to Neah's parents?" "It is."
"Then this will be different."
"Thought you don't believe in Alphas?" Blondie tuts
"I don't, but I believe in power."
Dane frowns at my words but doesn't speak and focusses his gaze on the direction of the packs main entrance. They all seemed to be expecting more. Believing that people will jump at the chance to have a leader.
"Incoming." Dane mutters as Mallory strides up the drive with two new people. A Lycan and a Wolf, hand in hand with one another. The Lycan has a fresh mark on her neck and her hand is gripped a little too tightly around the guys. There is no darkness to her soul, but there is fear.
Mallory stops just in front of us and I watch the girls fingers grow impossibly tighter around the guys hand or so I thought. Looking closer, I see that he is holding on to her. His knuckles are white, and the skin on her hand is sunken from the pressure.
"This is Madison and Enzo." Mallory smiles. "Madison is a Lycan mated to a Wolf." I knew she was saying it for my benefit as she smiles smugly at me.
"Maddie." The girl whispers her chestnut eyes briefly settle on me and she sort of bows, making her red waves fall over her face..
The movement is subtle, but enough for me to see that Enzo is the one forcing her into a bow. She gulps, but doesn't make another sound as she slowly straightens. She had probably convinced him to come here because of Neah's instructions. But really she was using it as a way to ask for help.
"Maddie." Dane steps forward and I knew from his tone that he had seen the same things I had. Maybe it reminded him of how he met Neah. "Mallory will take you through to meet Neah. Enzo, you will stay with us."
"If it's all the same, Alpha Dane, I would like to meet the Lycan Alpha that dragged me and my mate from our holiday."
"You will." Dane steps forward. "Meetings are done individually so everyone can be verified."
"There are other Lycans here?" His eyes flicker between us.
Damien steps forward and gestures to himself. "Yes."
"I would still prefer to attend the meeting with Madison. I want to know what this Alpha wants with her. And she wants me by her side."
Enzo glares at Maddie until she whispers that she was afraid to be alone with a stranger.
"Nothing will happen to her." I smile at him though I had ideas for what is about to happen to him.
"Can you guarantee that?" He cocks his head to one side and stares at Dane.
"I can guarantee nothing will happen to her." Dane practically states the same as me. He knew what was coming.
Enzo frowns but let's go of the pretty redhead. "Two minutes." He mutters to Maddie and pulls her in, planting his lips on the corner of hers. Her soul pulsates with fear.
"Mallory." Dane gives her a nod. Mallory smiles and links arms with Maddie, encouraging her to go into the house.
Enzo's brain ruptures out the back of his skull just as the door closes behind the women.