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Chapter 56
“The witch. We came for the witch,” the rogue finally confessed, as he turned his head and spat the blood that was pooling in his mouth onto the ground at Drew’s feet.
“Why?” growled Alpha Lorenzo, grasping the man’s long, scraggly, brown hair, and yanking his head back painfully. “Why do you want the witch?”
“How should I know?” he answered through gritted teeth, two of which had already been knocked out by Lewis. “I don’t ask questions, I just do as I’m told.”
“Who are you working for?” demanded Drew.
“I’m not telling you shit,” he said, laughing maniacally despite the pain.
Alpha Lorenzo tightened his grip on the man’s filthy hair and slammed his face down violently onto the cold metal table in front of him. The
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Violet woke on the morning of her eighteenth birthday feeling determined and ready. Today is the day, she thought. The day she would finally be Luna of the Southern Mountains Pack. She had tried and failed many times over the last few months to get Alpha Lorenzo’s attention, but he hadn’t responded to her the way she desperately wanted him to. Everything about him was perfect for her in every way, and today he’d finally see what Violet had known all along. He would know that she was his. She dressed in a long, off-the-shoulder, white silk dress, with long sleeves made of delicate lace, a plunging neckline, and a split at the side that reached the top of her thigh. Nude stilettos showed off her long, toned legs to perfection.
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“How are you doing that?” he asked in shock, but instinctively pulled her even closer to him, cradling her head on his chest. “Doing what?” she asked quizzically. “Your eyes are glowing again,” replied Lewis in his deep bass voice. “I’m not doing anything,” she insisted, before hearing Maeve smugly reveal yet another hidden ability. “Maeve!” she shouted out loud, annoyed with her secret-keeping wolf. She sighed before telling the group. “Maeve is channeling between us. She’s taking any strong negative emotions from Drew and channeling them to me. They’re not affecting me because I don’t have that connection to Violet. She says I can then choose what emotions I channel back to Drew, but because I wasn’t even aware I could do it, she’s showing him what I feel for
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Lewis pulled the black SUV in to Chloe’s driveway, only for her to come flying out of the front door before they’d even pulled to a stop. She yanked open the back door with a little too much force, threw her handbag in, then plopped onto the seat. She turned to look past Felix in the middle seat, over to Arla on the opposite side of him, her eyes wide with excitement. “Is it true, Arla? Did Beta Drew really reject Violet?” she asked, practically buzzing in anticipation. Felix’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Who said that?” asked Arla, more than a little annoyed that people were gossiping about it already. “Stacey works part-time in the packhouse laundry, and she overheard from one of the cleaners. I called Mum, but she told me to mind my own business.” Chloe f
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Drew lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to find comfort. It had been two days since he rejected his mate, and the only time he’d been able to sleep was after Arla had channeled for him. He didn’t want to have to rely on her. He needed to learn to live with this. Left alone with his thoughts in the dark room, the suffering only escalated as the hours ticked by. Sleep came in ten to fifteen minute bursts before the pain forced him awake again. He was tired, aching, and absolutely miserable. By eleven o’clock, Dusk was begging him to go wake Arla. By midnight, the pain in Drew’s chest was excruciating and Dusk had begun howling in his head. At one o’clock, he ripped the covers back and hopped out of bed, swaying slightly from the dizziness t
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Lorenzo gave the door three quick thumps with his fist, then flung it open. There lay his Beta with his arms wrapped around Lorenzo’s mate’s waist, her long blonde hair fanning over his chest. Both sets of eyes flew open and as they sat up in bed, startled, an ear-splitting roar erupted from the Alpha. Drew clambered out of bed, standing with his hands up in surrender, his eyes wild with panic. Arla could see the veins protrude in Lorenzo’s neck and down his arms as his hands clenched into tight fists. He was furious, but whilst Drew understood the situation and why the Alpha was enraged, Arla did not. “Lorenzo, it’s not what it looks like,” pleaded Drew. Marcel was pushing forward, eager to shift and r
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Arla walked downstairs to greet Chloe in the foyer. She was holding her party dress in a zippered garment bag, and had her head slightly raised, sniffing the air. “Mate?” asked Arla. “No,” replied Chloe, dejected. “I’ve been eighteen for twelve hours now. I went to training, I even walked around town hoping to run into my mate, and so far nothing.” “Twelve hours? My boy has been waiting for over five years,” said Beth, as she swept into the foyer smiling. “Happy Birthday, darling.” She wrapped Chloe in a tight squeeze, careful to avoid crushing the dress. “I can’t believe our little Chloe is eighteen.” Millie was one of the longest serving staff members at the packhouse, and Chloe and her brothers had spent a lot of time there as children. As Luna, Beth had alw
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The Apollo Bar was located on human territory, but it operated under the guise of having a VIP door list only, to mask the fact that it catered only to supernaturals and their guests. Being on a neutral territory meant that wolves from nearby packs could socialise freely, along with other shifters and species such as vampires, fae, etc. As long as everyone was getting along, nothing was off limits. It was Arla’s first time in a nightclub and it was sensory overload. The music was loud and thumping in her sensitive ears, the lighting was dim in most areas, yet bright flashing lights assaulted her eyes from the dancefloor. With so many people from so many species, the scents were overwhelming. From general scents to alcohol, sweat, blood, fear and arousal, Arla wished she had a way to turn her senses off for a while.
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