It's time to get some answers. Today will be a double chapter. I thank you all for your patience, as my day job still takes up so much of my week.
“Talk. If you value your life, you will talk. The wolfsbane will continue to grow until I get answers, or you’re engulfed in it.” I warned her. “You…you can’t be serious. If… if you kill me… you’ll learn… nothing.” Liar shook her. Tears stained her face as she paused to yell in pain. “You’re not the only person we can get information from. Alexander is interrogating Vittore as we speak. If you had access to your wolf, you’d be able to hear his screams as my mate forces him to confess while exacting revenge for that shithead stalking me.” I pointed out. “He…he wouldn’t know…. anything of value.” Liar protested between cries of pain. “Perhaps, perhaps not. But we still have Domitila and Anastasia to question. And then there’s that my niece Katrina has her coven hunting down your bitch Bisnonna. There isn’t anywhere she can hide that someone as powerful as Katrina, backed with the magic of her coven, can’t locate.” I shrugged. It took everything I had not to wince as Liar screame
When I left Vittore’s fate to Zio Alec and Luna Crista, I considered stopping to see how Delilah was handling Lia. I could hear the pain-filled cries of Lia from the hallway. I hadn’t heard them earlier, but that was probably because hearing anything over Vittore’s pathetic howls of pain was impossible. I didn’t want to interrupt Delilah’s interrogation, so I kept walking. The role of torturer isn’t one of the Beta tasks I like. Well, on most days, I wouldn’t say I like it. I’m a healer, so intentionally causing pain goes against that nature. It’s rather ironic that it’s what makes me and the Petridis men who came before me perfect for the task. Generations of Petridis Betas acted as the trump card for Incubi interrogations. And well, now here in Madonie. I know my Papa has taken some level of enjoyment in acting as torturer for Zio Alec, at least when it came to rogues, hunters, and others that couldn’t or wouldn’t break at an Alpha command. However, I know he’s not proud of that
I should be turning as red as a tomato sitting here like this. Alexander is NAKED, holding me, comforting me. Under any other circumstances, I’d probably be blushing and more focused on his nakedness. Instead, I’m upset about what I had to do and what Alexander may have done to get the truth from Liar and Vittore. I’m unsure if that’s a good thing or bad that anything could distract me from a naked Alexander. ‘Speak for yourself. I’m very aware that Alexander is naked.’ Helia snorted. I rolled my eyes and chose to ignore her. This isn’t the time or place for such things. I just had to torture Liar to get information. I’m sure he tortured Vittore. And I don’t even want to begin to think about what Crista did. I’m grateful that Alexander would tell me if I wanted to. However, I don’t want to know what Vittore could have confessed to that would have pushed her so far. Instead of thinking about what Vittore may or may not have done or if he’s alive, I focused on what Alexander had to
It’s been almost a month, a whole fucking MONTH, since Domitila just disappeared from the Madonie hospital. A month of searching for any race of Domitila or Ersilia. We have all these resources at our disposal and have gotten nowhere. We have werewolf packs around the world looking. Every pack I visited with my Papa and sister stepped up to look. Every pack except Silvermane, but packs near them, are keeping an eye out in case they are helping Ersilia. Persephone and Jonathan have turned up nothing. They've hacked every satellite and local network, like traffic and security cameras at airports, trains, buses, and boat travel points. Jonathan has used some Silvercloud assets to help in the search. I know their failure might infuriate them more than it does me, but it's by a slim margin as it's my sperm the crazy witch absconded with. Katrina and her coven haven’t found any trace of them. She’s had her coven performing all kinds of spells to try and trace Ersilia’s whereabouts. The rem
Delilah had already set out two yoga mats. Of course, she had been prepared for me to agree. I don’t think there’s much I’d say no to her about. I can think of at least one thing I will always say no to pegging. My ass is an exit only, and it’s staying that way. Not that Delilah has asked, and I doubt she would. Even with how she’s been up for exploring kinks and dominating me, I can’t see her wanting to do that to me. Or if she wants to do it, she probably wouldn’t voice it. “Let’s get started. You can, of course, do yoga positions that aren’t maternity-approved.” She smiled as she took her spot on her yoga mat. I took a deep breath, slowly releasing it as I went to my mat. Yoga was never something high on my fitness regimen. I’ve done yoga. It’s just not something I do often. So, I mostly followed along with what she was doing. I’ve watched her for weeks as she’d come out here every morning to do this. I was already used to the serenity nature sounds playlist she listened to. Ove
I had hoped joining me for yoga and meditation would help Alexander destress and gain new clarity on the situation. I had no doubt it would end with us making love. He initiated every other morning after my yoga when I returned inside. Watching me doing all those poses turns him on. I’d worried that his attraction would wane as my belly grew larger. So, I won’t complain that he’s still attracted to me. That being said, this isn’t how I expected the aftermath of our yoga and meditation to go. While we went through the yoga poses, we kept stealing longing glances at each other. Before we transitioned into our meditation, there was a desire in his eyes. The same desire I knew was in mine. I did not doubt that after our meditation, we’d be making love in the shower if we made it to the shower. All that changed when I saw a blue light, even with my eyes closed. I’d been shocked, confused, and scared when I opened them to find Alexander floating off the ground, surrounded by a blue aura. I
I’m just glad my plan worked. I wasn’t sure if Katrina could use her magic to amplify Stephen’s gift, but fuck it, it was worth a shot. And in the end, it worked. Now we have that bitch’s location. It’s time to settle up for years of fucking with my life. Before they sedated me and kept me hostage in my villa to surgically retrieve a sperm sample, I might have been less murderous. But that crossed a line that there’s no going back from. ‘Let’s just kill this bitch and get back to Delilah. She was worried when we left.’ Lucius said. Getting back to Delilah is, of course, a priority in my mind. My wolf isn’t the only one who noticed her nervousness when we left. I didn’t need the bond to tell me that. I know this. I know her tells. She had the same look she did during the war when she had to be taken back to Zio Alec’s villa during a battle. I don’t like making her worry, but it’s not like she could come with me. I wouldn’t have thought twice about her coming if she weren't pregnant.
Angels!? Ersilia is working with angels? What the fuck!? If it weren’t for the fact an angel was involved in the battle that shut down the Monastery of Destinies over a year ago, I’d say they were a myth. I can’t fathom why they’d want to work with her. ‘Unless they want the blue moon pup for their own means.’ Lucius growled. ‘Well, that isn’t happening. Today or any day. If I’m meant to father the blue moon pup, they will never be taken from me and Delilah.’ I growled, determined to kill anyone that would threaten any of my future children with Delilah. ‘Darren, Stephen, one of you needs to shift. Tell Mushin there are angels involved.’ I heard André instruct in the closed link the four of us used. ‘Angels? Are you shitting me?’ Darren questioned. ‘I’m wearing a hemlock necklace. So no, I’m not shitting you tesoro mio.’ André assured his mate. I considered returning to my human form to try and speak with Khalid, but there wasn’t time. The shadow of a set of wings danced on the w