“Come here.” He tried to command her, but the words rolled off her back. He closed his eyes and hit his forehead against the bars. He yelped and jumped back.
Megan just shook her head slowly. “Did you forget your own cell was silver?”
Vince shook his head to clear it. “Your scent is making it difficult to think.”
Megan scoffed. “So you are blaming me for going into heat?” She rolled her eyes. “I can’t control when it happens.” She stood and hopped off the bed. She walked to the bars. “If you don’t like the smell, let me go.” She sat on her butt and glared at him.
“I don’t want you to leave.”
She laughed. “It’s not like you like me.”
“I do.” Vince jumped in and then realized what he did. His face went through the seven stages of grief. Then he settled on anger. “Stop fucking moving it around.” He threw the cup down the hall. “It’s stinking up this fucking place.”
I guess he’s moved on to anger.Nix snorted.
“You’re fucking blaming me? You fucking brought me here.”
“I had to.” He hissed. “You saw things you shouldn’t have. And if he fucking finds out, we are all dead.”
“Who the fuck cares? You’re the big bad Alpha as you fucking love to rub in my face. Who the fuck cares?”
“Garith!” There was that name again.
Who the hell is Garith? I feel like I should know. But something is blocking it.I looked at Nix and her eyes had glazed over.That isn’t normal. I growled.
What’s wrong?Nix snapped out of whatever had her.
Someone is using magic against us. Specifically, to forget who Garith is.
Nix furrowed her brows.Who’s that?
Exactly. Who is he?
“Who the fuck is Garith?” He froze, but Megan glazed over the name. “You wanna know what? I don’t actually give a fuck. This man isn’t going to fucking care about a lone wolf out for a run.”
Vince crouched down and leaned into the bars. He took in a big sniff and then sighed. “You are right. He wouldn’t care about you…and I shouldn’t either.” Then he turned and left the jail, slamming the door as he left.
Chapter Fifty
The guard was pacing nervously, every once in a while he'd glance back and mutter to himself, which put me on edge.
Why does he keep looking back here?Nix stood and started to pace.
I don’t know. But it’s not good.I moved to the clearing, checking on my magic. I had been funneling all of mine and Nix’s extra energy into our well. Building it until our flame turned into a giant bonfire. The magic was burning bright, and it took effort to keep it contained, much like my aura.
How are you doing?Megan called back to me.
We are ready.I shot back.I’d been studying the book for days until I figured I could use a reversal rune to block the drain of our power. It will actually pull power from those chasingus and feed it into our bodies until we remove the rune.I had carved the rune into Nix and myself, leaving Megan for last.
The door slammed open and Brandon strolled in. I wanted to recoil from the look on his face; it was so vicious. But I would never hide or cower from this man.
“Looky looky.” He smirked as he crouched down. He smiled, and I could tell he was really enjoying this. The sick fuck. “You messed up, girl.”
I scoffed and rolled my eyes.What could we have possibly done in here?
He’s an idiot. Nix shook her head but settled at the barrier in case Megan needed her.
“You pranced around here, with your scent clogging up this place.” Brandon took in a deep breath. “I’ll give it to you. You smell delicious. But my dad doesn’t like distractions, and that is exactly what you have become.”
