I can fucking hope.I turned my back on them, hoping that if I ignore them, they might talk.
“Look, your dad has his own plans. But the lycans and the first family are a focal point for a reason.”
I tucked my head on my back so I kept one eye on them. I watched as Brandon threw up his hands. “He keeps saying that, but why?”
Morgan huffed out a sigh. “The lycans are simple. They are stronger, faster, and fully support the king. Your dad spent decades wiping them out.”
Holy fucking Goddess.Nix growled.
“Well, Vince and the brotherhood.” Morgan paced away.
What the fuck is the brotherhood?Megan finally caught her breath and made her way back to the barrier.
Brandon groaned. “The brotherhood of bloodshed. Always the fucking brotherhood. Who the fuck are they? Why do they matter?” He turned and hit his head against the tree. Seriously? “Morgan, just talk to me like a man. Please.”
Morgan sighed again, as if this was a huge inconvenience. “Why don’t you pay attention? The brotherhood was formed by Garith. He formed it back when the king pushed out the older Alphas in lieu of their sons.”
“I know all this, but who are they? Who the hell is Garith?” The name was wiggling around in my brain. I knew the name, but I couldn’t place it.
“It doesn’t matter. You will get to meet him soon.” Morgan looked back at me but my eyes were closed over, so it looked like I was sleeping, unbothered or concerned with theirconversation, but I was watching them through the slit in my lids. “Anyway, when the old king pushed the Alphas out, they banded together. But it was Garith that started meeting with the others.”
Brandon furrowed his brows. “Isn’t Garith the Alpha…” He trailed off, trying to think.
“Yeah. That’s Garith. But he’s the reason all of this is happening.”
Everything they are saying is too fucking vague. I screamed my frustration at my wolves, but they were quiet. As if they remembered what I was missing.
“Anyway. The brotherhood was born to kill the king’s line. Garith was tired of being pushed around by Lycans. They acted like they were better than us. But we had a first family too. The wolves were born from the Goddess, the same as them. Garith said we deserved to be in line to be king. That we shouldn’t allow the lycans to run our kind just because they came first.” Morgan settled against the tree. “That’s why we have to kill the lycans. If there is even one left, they will rule. Same with the first family. We can’t allow the Goddess to keep dictating who runs our kind. We have free will for a fucking reason.”
Brandon’s mouth dropped open. “That’s what this is all about?”
“Of course.” Vince’s voice called out. He hopped off Rick’s wolfs back and dropped the child onto the ground. “Everything is about power.”
Vince turned to look at Brandon. He looked at its stumpy fingers and shook his head. “Why would you bring up the brotherhood in front of the wench?”
Wench? Is he trying to be a fucking pirate or something?Nix snorted and rolled her eyes.Vince is stupid.
But I watched him. Something was off in the way he watched us. Ever since I ripped off his cheek.I think…I think he likes us, Megan.She snapped her head to mine and then gagged.
Absolutely the fuck not.She shook her head.
But Nix watched him.I think she is right, Megan. Everytime he says something, his eyes flick to us. He is looking for our reaction.
She gagged again.No, you two have to be wrong. We ripped off half his face.
I think…I think he likes us because of it.The thought made my stomach clench. Sick fuck.
“Wench? Dad…come on we all know she is going to be dead soon. So why does it matter?” Brandon snorted as he passed me, kicking out, but I jumped up and snarled.
“I would watch yourself Bran. She is feisty. She already took your fingers. Do you want to lose your fucking foot? Do you know how hard it is, or how long it takes to regrow a fucking foot?”
Vince snorted. “It was fucking back in college Rick, get over it.”
Rick snarled. “You ripped off my foot for a girl! And you didn’t even get the fucking girl.”
Vince snarled and then looked at me.Jesus…you’re right. Holy Goddess, he is interested in me.Megan whined, and I laughed. Cause what else were we supposed to do?
Vince looked over at me. “Still won’t come?” I growled low, and he just chuckled. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and dialed. “Hey.” There was a pause. “No, I didn’t call you for Rick. Why the fuck would I call you for him? Verity. SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LISTEN TO ME. We found a wolf.” He looked over at me. “A random she-wolf. Yes, Verity, it’s a female wolf.” He walked over to me and crouched down, staying far enough away that I wouldn’t be able to lunge. “She was at outside our grounds. Yes, the fucking ritual grounds.” He leaned in. “No, it’s notAmy.” He leaned back. “Well, first off I know her fucking scent you dumb cow.” I heard him sniffing me. “I’ve never scented this wolf in my life. I don’t know how she got through everything.” He sighed and then closed his eyes. He pinched the bridge of his nose. “Verity. I can probably ask her until I am blue in the face. If she doesn’t shift, I can’t make her talk. I can’t mind link her. She isn’t in my pack, and her wolf refuses to open a link. I tried that.”
