Chapter Seventy-Four

Ebony’s POV

‘You’re not going on your own.’ Blake roars at me. His eyes ablaze with anger and the need to protect me. I moisten just from the sheer possessiveness and control he has over me. Channon looks between the two of us and shakes his head. He is knows the smell of my arousal almost as well as Blake does. ‘I need you and Bleiz here in case the witches attack again. The only chance we have to save the werewolves that are enslaved is if we find the artifacts Celeste needs to break the curse.’ Blake knows he is one of the strongest wolves here. ‘She will probably be safer away from here anyway.’ Channon finishes. Blake takes a moment. His attention is fully on me. ‘What do you want to do.’ His voice is in just my mind. ‘I want to go. If we break the curse, my kin in Africa will be released from the chains of slavery that have bound them for generation’s.’ He sighs and nods to Channon. ‘You leave tonight.’

As soon as he leaves Blake grabs me by the waist and kisses