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I asked, fastening my boots in a hurry.
“It’s serious, we can’t talk over the link. Please hurry, everyone is gathered here,”
he muttered, disconnecting.
I began to make my way into the woods to shift back to my wolf, but then I felt it. The lurking presence that blended in with the darkness that had dominated the earth. I was being watched.
I walked further into the woods, taking the shortest path to the castle, and the feeling of being followed still stuck with me.
I tried sniffing them out, but I couldn’t get a strong scent, only a whiff that had been carried by the night’s lonesome breeze. It wasn’t a wolf from our pack and didn’t have the scent or stench of a wolf or a rogue. It smelled different, at the same time new, and almost familiar. Very familiar.
Instantly, my eyes widened as a thought crept in. I increase my walking space and took a swift turn in the woods, loving the darkness that covered everywhere as the tall canopy trees fought off every gleam of light from the glowing moon.
I hid behind one of the tall trees, backing against it as I waited silently in hopes that I would see whoever had been trailing me. And I had a hunch, and deep down I wished I was right. But that would only mean trouble.
I waited calmly, and in short, impatient seconds, I heard the painful cry of a twig that had been stepped upon from a near distance. its screaming died and the woods returned to its eerie silence.
I waited, and my heart skipped a beat when my eyes caught a figure moving quietly through the woods. It was her. I couldn’t fight the smile that jumped on my lips.
I was right. It was that bloody witch. Lucius’s f*****g witch. I hadn’t seen her since the day I was abducted by Lucius. I backed harder against the tree as she moved past it, searching for me.
She was wearing her red cloak, and its hood over her head, having the bottom of the cloak dance on the air at her hasty movements and desperation in finding me.
I stepped out of the tree, and she stopped moving, feeling my presence behind her.
“Looking for me?”
I spoke into the darkness, which carried my sharp voice and echoed around the woods.
I watched her cautiously, as she remained rooted on her spot with her back to me.
Then she released an ear-piercing chuckle that morphed into a burst of short laughter. She stopped laughing as her hands pulled up to the hood on her head, and with a pull, it came off, exposing her long black hair. She took a step forward, slowly swerving around, and didn’t stop until she was standing facing me.
At this point, I detested the darkness that covered the woods as I couldn’t see her god-damned face properly. Before I could initiate a step forward, she beat me to it, maybe out of eagerness to reveal herself to me.
I remained unmoving as she swallowed the frustrating distance that separated us. My blue eyes were focused on her face the more she moved forward. But she stopped halfway in the woods.
I could barely see her face still, and on that thought, almost on cue or from similar curiosity, the moon’s bright rays broke through, pushing its way into the woods, and descended on her. The witch.
I froze, as a shocked impossible gasp left my lips. My eyes were round as they took in the face I hadn’t expected.
She moved a few steps closer, wanting me to take a good look as her lips adopted a threatening smile.
“Thea,”
My lips finally parted in outright shock.
Killian’s point of view
I was still in the meeting with some of my warriors, Morgan, Mason, and Allen when the door burst open and my eyes lifted and fell on Valerie’s deep purple eyes.
Her deep crystals reflected an emotion I have never seen before. It made my heart bang against my chest.
“Everyone, leave. Now!”
I ordered, not taking my eyes off Valerie. The last time I had seen her was when I handed Thea’s items to her, and I was informed by Gwen that she had left the pack in a haste. With the way she looked, I could only conclude that she had just returned and had come here straight away.
I watched the last warrior leave my office, leaving just Morgan, Valerie, and me.
Valerie stalked closer and I offered her a seat, but she shook her head.
“What happened, Valerie?”
Morgan asked, also feeling her uneasiness.
“This is unbelievable, you all can’t begin to imagine what I just found out,”
she muttered, and for a second, her purple eyes flickered with rage.
“Is this about Thea?”
I queried hurriedly, almost holding my breath. The gruesome look on Valerie’s face terrified me.
She nodded, and I felt my heart tighten. If this was about Thea, what could Valerie have found out to get her in such a state?
“I just returned from the coven at the village,”
she began as I held on to her every word. “I did a spell on Thea’s belongings as I promised, but I couldn’t believe the result.”
“What spell?”
Morgan rose from his chair.
“To find out about her ancestry, precisely about her parents, and from there we were hoping to be able to track where she came from. Her previous pack,”
Valerie explained.
“What did you find out, Valerie?”
I questioned and her gaze returned to me.
“At first, I couldn’t believe the result of the spell. I thought it to be impossible, and there had to be a mistake somewhere, so I took it somewhere else, and had the witches redo it all over,”
her words came out painfully slowly. “This is far worse than any of us had imagined. Thea Chrysler is a complete fake!”
I curled my hands in a ball as Valerie’s words descended on me. But Morgan and I remained silent, I could feel there was still more Valerie was yet to share.
“The witch’s result was the same as mine. Thea doesn’t descend from the bloodline of wolves, Killian. She lied to us all.”
“What?”
I was up on my boots, with eyes wide with confusion.
“How is that possible? That b***h f*****g smells like one,”
Morgan took the words right out of my lips.
“Precisely why no one could sniff her out. She had cloaked herself, concealing her true scent.”
“Cloaked herself?”
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