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Chapter 65
“He what?” Agatha asked as if she didn’t hear him.
“He killed my fiancé because he retaliated after he stayed in the Silver Stag. He was beyond mad that he ended up blaming all of us for what happened to him. He thought that the only way he could get back at us is by killing two birds in one stone,” he explained as Agatha plastered a confused look. “That’s why he killed Valerie.”
“I don’t get it.” She shook her head. “That’s not something Tobias would do. It doesn’t make sense. Why would he kill her instead of you two?”
“Because that’s how you take revenge on the people you resented. You hit them straight in the heart which is worse than death. I told you, you don’t know him.”
“Why was he even mad, in the first place? I know what he’s suffered in the Silver Stag but
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As much as I wanted to run for Giofré and, somehow, give him emotional support, I had to give him some space to sort his feelings out. This time, I couldn’t blame myself for blurting out the truth about Valerie’s death; he had a right to know. This would be tough for him—knowing that he was the one who killed her. But, at the same time, he knew nothing about the consequences. Werewolves had been forbidden to mate with humans and that’s all he was aware of. Surely, there could be something that would prevent this from happening, but it was too late; we couldn’t do anything about it. And I hope by the time he went back into the bayou, whatever waves of emotions that flooded through him after I admitted the truth, he would somehow manage to recollect himself and move on. I went back to the village, seeing everyone scattered around as they did their responsibilitie
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I closed my eyes as fire erupted in me. When our lips danced together, his arm laced around my waist, pulling me closer to him as he deepened the kiss. Heat rushed through my body and all I could think of was his soft lips against mine. His hands gripped my waists and when he suddenly lifted me with so much strength, my breath hitched. He placed me on his lap, with my thighs straddling his hips as he grazed his tongue on my bottom lip. Muffling a moan, I wrapped my arms around his neck and raked his tousled hair, pulling his face closer to me to deepen the kiss. He let out a soft moan, caressing my thighs as our tongue met. Portia, stop, a voice in my head whispered. This is wrong. I shouldn’t be making out with him. Valerie just died and we shouldn’t be doin
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The pack gathered around Giofré who was standing in the middle of the village. He discussed our situation with Tobias and assigned some of the betas to guard the bayou while we were gone. I stood a few feet away from them with Agatha beside me, babbling with Beatrice who was telling her about how the werewolves work. As I focused my attention on Giofré and his pack, I saw Lucas walking beside me at the side of my eye and crossed his arms above his chest. “So since when did you become part of the pack?” he asked me which, in all honesty, I didn’t anticipate. “Giofré asked me to stay here. I know that my presence bothers you all but, as much as I wanted to stay away, my life’s in danger out there,” I explained and he just shrugged. “They’re coming after you now, huh.”
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We stayed outside of the building, near the trees that were perfectly lined up beside the light posts. I was constantly peering in the parking lot, hoping those agents were out of sight, but they were still smoking. They must’ve had enough joints already and their lungs would probably give up first before we could get a chance to find the hidden entrance. Pacing back and forth in front of Giofré, I ran a hand through my hair as the sound of my boots clicking on the cement reverberated in the area. “Stop pacing. We’re gonna get caught because of your noisy shoes,” Giofré scolded. “Agatha hasn’t called. We’re here for almost half an hour and she still hasn’t said anything.” I stopped pacing and placed my hands on my hips. “What if she got caught? What if she fails and we’r
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“Shit,” I mumbled, locking the door and immediately followed Giofré downstairs. My heart almost fell out of my chest and my mind was in an uproar as I thought about what was coming next. Beads of sweat began to form on my temples, my knees were wobbling, as the heavy footsteps on the stairs echoed loudly in the hall. When Giofré noticed my sudden disconcertion, he stared at me in confusion once we got to the end of the stairs. “What’s going on?” he asked as we both breathed heavily. I gripped my thighs and slouched my back, trying to catch my breath. My temples throbbed and I felt as though blood started to drain off my face. “Someone saw us here,” I answered with worry filling my tone. “Shit.” He intertwined his fingers
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After what happened in the Silver Stag, the encounter with the warlock, and them knowing about my being an alpha, I hardly slept. I kept recalling all of that nightmarish occurrence and as much as I wanted to digress, they just continuously played in my head like a broken record. How could I just shrug everything off when, in fact, I should be thinking of ways I could be more useful in this situation? I was an alpha, much like Giofré and perhaps even more significant—at least that’s what my aunt told me. A powerful warlock was coming after me, and none of us knew his objective aside from seeking revenge. If he managed to find this place, or if he used some kind of voodoo to locate us, Giofré’s pack would be at risk and worse, they could end up dead. Maybe if I could harness the power of being an alpha then I could help him protect the werewolves.
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