Ep38

Antiope

All around me chaos. Everyone is either screaming or growling or crying. We are back in Magnus’s office and the Council is losing it fast. Magnus is caught! Magnus is held and we don’t know by whom and what for.

“Kill them all! Attack!” Torhild proposes for the millionth time.

“Calm down,” Egil tries. “We need to know what we are up against.”

“Our Alpha,” someone laments.

And me? I have both hands on his desk, my back on the others, barely holding it together. He is gone. One night with him. That’s all I got. One night. And now he is gone. He is not dead, I would know by the sheering pain in my very soul but other than that I know nothing. He could be in pain, hurt, tortured. Goddess! I squeeze my eyes together.

Why did I have to connect the dots? Why did he have to be that foolish? Why am I not there with him? Why? Why? Why?

“Let’s go to them,” Max is begging me constantly.

Her pain is greater than mine. She is an animal and she has two basic needs: survive, procreate. And th