Allen stared at him in shock for a second as the furious figure of Felix soared through the air toward him. He just couldn't wrap his head around it. What the hell had happened in those few short minutes that he had been gone that would explain why he was covered in blood and why he was in such a murderous rage. He managed to sidestep Felix's initial assault, moving away from Ann's bedside and trying to defend himself as Adam snarled in fury at the violence that was occurring in such close quarters to his bedridden, vulnerable, and pregnant mate. Felix swung wildly at Allen and then at Adam as they tried to restrain him to find out exactly what was going on. "Felix calm down! What the hell happened?!" Adam roared as he dodged a wild punch from the clearly distraught Alpha in front of him. As much as Baldur wanted to meet his violence with violence, the cloying scent of blood that hung around Felix told him that something horrific must have happened. If it concerned Aoife, t
Felix led the way and as soon as the door opened, they were assaulted with the sickly sweet metallic stench of blood and Lexi tried her best not to gag. "NO!" Felix shouted in disbelief as he ran towards the bed, leaving bloody footprints in the blood that had pooled on the floor. "She was right here!" He wailed in anguish as Lexi and Adam exchanged a look before venturing further inside the room. "Felix?" Lexi asked, the unspoken question in her voice hanging heavily in the air above them. "I swear she was right here!" Felix replied as he gestured to the bloody mess on the bed. "I hope that rules us out as suspects in this Felix, we've been with you the whole time," Adam commented carefully as he swept his gaze around the room. Felix looked at him with uncertainty, but even he had to admit that there was no way that Allen or Adam could have pulled something like this off. "This... I don't remember seeing this…" Felix frowned as he reached for the dagger that lay partia
As soon as Lexi reached her father's quarters, she didn't bother knocking. She flung the doors wide open as she called out for him. "Papa? Are you here?" she called frantically as she tried her best to hold back the tears that threatened to fall. Lord Brarthoroz's head appeared around the edge of the doorframe and his frown deepened as soon as he realized the state that Lexi was in. "My daughter," He greeted her with a soft smile as he threw the book he had been reading onto the bed and made his way over to her, "Tell me what troubles you." The combination of his soft, coaxing voice and the way he looked at her with such concern, seemed to open the floodgates as her grief poured forth with tears streaming from her eyes as she choked back a sob. "Papa it's Aoife! She… she's dead. She was in the room right next door and I didn't hear a thing…I should have stopped it, I should have…" "Hush child, that's enough," Lord Brarthoroz soothed her as he wrapped his arms around her
"Wait… your brother did this?" Felix growled as his fists clenched into balls at his side. "We're not on good terms." Lexi's father snapped as Felix eyed him dubiously. Lexi looked between the two of them and suddenly, it seemed like both Felix and her father had more in common with each other than any of them had ever thought possible. A centuries old Daemon Lord, and a relatively young Werewolf Prince. Lexi swore internally at herself as she began to question her earlier hastiness at assuming Felix's guilt based on his brother's actions. Had her father been trailed his whole life by his brother's deeds too? "So, you can fix this, right Papa?" Lexi asked, trying to pull herself out of her feelings surrounding her guilty conscience. Lord Brarthoroz grunted in response as Lexi and Felix exchanged a look. "Papa, if you know where she might be, we have to hurry…she might still be alive..she.." "Don't you think I know that? Aoife, your mother…" Lord Brarthoroz's voice cra
Ann sat in a stunned silence as she tried to comprehend what they were telling her, her heart shattering as Maeve whined mournfully in her head. "But… why?" Ann asked as they filled her in on what they knew so far. "We don't know the answer to that yet. But if my twat of an uncle is involved, then it's nothing good." Lexi answered morosely. Ann glanced up at Felix, who despite being obviously devastated by his wife's uncertain demise, was holding it together pretty well. "If the scent of Aoife's blood wasn't overpowering everything else in the room and driving my wolf insane, then I would have been able to help with scenting the other person that your father identified." Felix grimaced. "Oh I wouldn't worry too much about that, Felix. Papa has plenty of ways to track down the sneaky little fuckwits that don't want to be found." Lexi smiled in what was supposed to be a reassuring manner but it didn't seem to have the impact she desired as Felix scowled back at her. "Are yo
Felix trailed behind the figures of Allen and Lexi still bickering quietly and he smiled ruefully to himself. That should have been him and Aoife… minus the bickering of course. He had to admit, he shared the same confusion as Ann did. Why was Aoife taken out of all of them? If they had wanted to make a significant impact on the Dubois family then surely whoever it was would have gone after him? There had been plenty of opportunities while he was dealing with the rogues at the border with Adam. Surely the Enclave was a more risky target. But, what if they hadn't been aiming for the Dubois family and had instead been aiming for disruption within the Veritas family line? He scowled as his mind ran with possibilities. If that was the case though then they wouldn't have chosen Aoife as a target because it would have minimal impact…other than preventing a possible alliance after years of tolerable neutrality. Had that been their goal? Could it have been a case of mistaken ident
Felix swallowed his own fear and inhaled deeply, forcing all traces of emotion from his face as he held his brother's gaze steadily. He could feel the lazy smirk that was spreading across his brother's face rather than see it, and Felix's wolf reacted accordingly, readying himself to defend at a moment's notice. He didn't trust his brother as far as he could throw him. "Nervous are you?" Jasper sneered into the darkness, his tone mocking. "Of what?" Felix growled, "You? We are not children any more Jasper. You don't frighten me." Jasper's disbelieving laughter rang in his ears as he reached up and gripped Felix's wrist tightly with both hands, his bony fingers digging painfully into the skin. "No? Then why is your heart beating so quickly?" He continued to mock as he increased the pressure on Felix's wrist, laughing as he twisted his arm away easily and pushing him backward. "You would react in the same way if you woke to find an intruder in your quarters whilst you were
Felix could feel Jasper scrutinizing his face for a reaction as he made his way over to the mini-bar and poured himself a shot of whiskey. He needed something to steady his nerves and settle his wolf who was howling in rage at the certainty that Jasper had killed their mate. Felix turned to face Jasper and downed the glass in one gulp, savoring the spread of the fiery liquid as its warmth spread down his throat and radiated outwards, allowing a feeling of calm to settle over him as he fixed his brother with a steely gaze. "Ann isn't dead, Jasper." He said calmly as Jasper's face creased in confusion. The reaction from him was instantaneous. "No, that's not possible." He laughed as he shook his head, "I know for a fact that she is no longer living, if you have heard differently then they are merely covering it up to buy time for a new Alpha King to succeed the throne and prevent unrest." Felix felt as though he had been punched in the gut. His wolf had been right. He had k