Marcus growled and slammed him back against the wall. “Who cares about the reason?” He screamed as his hand tightened again.
But it was Ronnie who let out a grunt as my father passed over the spot again. “Is that a fucking foot?” His finger pointed to the tiny shape pressed up against the thin membrane.
Everything stopped as the truth settled around the room. Marcus cried as the truth sank in. “Who helped you?” His fist tightened around Evan’s throat again, and if I had been looking anywhere else, I would have missed it. The tiny flick of his eyes to the left. Marcus screamed again. “Who fucking helped youtake my Sera and my grand pup and give them to the humans? Who helped you take her apart while she watched you? Who helped you betray me?”
Evan laughed. “That’s the part that stings the most, isn’t it, Marcus? You thought we were all working together to betray the royals, and now you find out that it’s everyone for themselves?” Evan growled. “But you didn’t fucking flinch when you all voted against my son’s pack.”
“WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?” Marcus screamed.
“When Garith picked the first packs to be attacked by the rogue pack.” Evan screamed. “You all voted against my son. I begged for more time to turn him. But what did you say?” Evan leaned in with a wide. “What did you say, Marcus?”
“I don’t remember; it was twenty years ago.”
“You said it wasn’t personal.” Yarrow offered. “We needed to attack those loyal to the King, and it wasn’t personal with Evan’s son, but he made his stance clear.”
Evan leaned into Marcus and snapped his teeth. “Exactly.” His dead eyes turned murderous. “You took my pup from me.” His fangs descended. “So when Garith came to me, to tell me the humans wanted wolves to do experiments on, I made sure Sera was the first to be taken.” Evan’s face settled. “A pup for a pup.”
“She was pregnant!” Marcus howled.
“So was my son’s Luna.” Evan snapped back. Before anyone could think, he darted in, fangs flashing. Blood arced up, and Marcus let out a garbled cry. Evan dropped the chunk of flesh he had trapped between his fangs.
Marcus pulled his hand back and slammed his shifted claws straight through Evan’s chest. “If I’m dying…” He gasped. “So are you.” He struggled to pull his hand back out, but with a final wrench, Marcus stumbled back against me. He sagged against my body, Evan’s heart still clutched in his hand. Evan looked down at the hole in his chest and chuckled.
He looked over at Theo. “Don’t think that just because we are dying you get off scot-free. Theo knows everything about the humans.” Evan turned to me, and for the first time since he had come into the office. “We underestimated you.” He chuckled again, and blood poured from his lips. “I left everything in my safe at home.” He turned to Rowan. “I regret it.” He struggled for a breath and looked back at me. “Do you think she will forgive me?” The two men dropped before I could answer.
Ronnie snorted. “Did he really ask if the Goddess would forgive him as he died?”
I shook my head no. “He wasn’t asking about the Goddess.” I turned to look at my uncle. “He was asking about his mate.”
“What?” Ronnie furrowed his brow. “But we didn’t talk about his mate.” He looked around the room. “Did I miss something?”
My father chuckled. “If you rebelled against the King, and because of it, your only pup was murdered in an attack orchestrated by said rebellion…wouldn’t you worry about what your mate would say when you saw her in the afterlife?”
Ronnie thought for a second before he winced. “Tina would kill me.” He paused. “Again.”
My dad just nodded before turning back to the two men left in the room. “Theo…I think I have a lot of questions for you.” My dad’s smile was terrifying.
Theo growled. “You can’t do anything to us. We have guards.” He smirked as he tried to mind-link them.
Yarrow backed away from everyone. “Guards.” He screamed, and I covered my ears. “Guards.”
I turned to Rowan. “You took advice from these men?” My voice was laced with confusion and judgement. Rowan just snorted out a chuckle.
“They came off smarter when I was younger.” He defended himself, and it was my time to chuckle.
“Sure they did.” I turned back to Yarrow. “The room is sealed, remember. Dumbass. No sound in, no sound out.” I shook my head. Theo stared at the door expectantly. “You can stare at the door all you want; no one is coming.”
Theo’s head snapped towards me. “What do you mean?”
I grinned. “Did you not wonder why I was more than happy to seal the room?” I tilted my head. “Or why you have had no one mind-link you about how the extermination was going?”
Theo stilled. “We told them only to mind-link us if it was necessary.”
I nodded. “But radio silence for this long?” I raised my eyebrows. “Or is it more likely that your plan failed?”
Yarrow screamed again. “Guards.” His back hit the wall, and he slid to the door, trying the handle.
“That won’t work either.” I scratched behind my ear.
