“What did you do?” Yarrow kept trying the knob. “Turn off whatever soundproofing system you are using.”
My dad looked at me. “Soundproofing system?”
I smiled as I walked back to the desk and opened the top drawer, pulling out the useless fake control panel. “This?” Yarrow and Theo both froze.
“We saw you press the buttons.” Theo shook his head.
“You saw me press this useless thing.” I nodded. “But you missed the whispered spell.” I turned back to the two men with a bright smile. “Did you think the twins and Verity were the only ones with magic?” I laughed. “Come now…you can’t be this old and that foolish.” I waved a hand, and a ball of light shone in my palm.
“You are a witchling.” Theo whispered in horror.
“So is he.” I nodded to my dad. The two men choked on whatever they were going to say. My dad formed his own ball of light. “Did you ever wonder why he was always protected?”
Theo and Yarrow looked at each other. Yarrow was the first to ask the question. “Our guards?” I waved a hand, dropped the sound shield and the mind-link block. The screams that ricocheted around the room had the two of them dropping to their knees. “No.”
I nodded. “Your plan to kill us, and sever our karmic bonds with our wolves — well obviously that’s no longer happening.” I grinned. “Rowan’s Elite guard and our pack took care of your guards.”
“And we took the spear back.” He grinned as he pulled it from his back pocket. He turned to my dad. “Thank you for hiding it.”
My dad waved him off. “It was easy.” My dad stood. “But before you use it on these two, I think we have a lot of unanswered questions to figure out.”
“You can’t use it on us!” Theo screamed.
Rowan just walked over to him and used the tip to raise Theo’s head. “You brought the spear here to kill my mate and sever her bonds with her wolves. I can do whatever I fucking want with you.”
Chapter Forty-One
Ronnie rolled his neck. “While this is amusing to watch two grown men almost piss themselves. I’m exhausted.” Ronnie moved to Yarrow and used silver cuffs on him. The sizzle on his skin as the cuffs clicked into place was accompanied by his soft gasp.
Ronnie just kicked the back of his knees, causing him to drop to the ground before moving towards Theo with a second pair. Theo tried to move, but Rowan pressed the point of the spear harder into his skin. “I wouldn’t move if I were you.” Rowan’s threat hung there.
“You can’t do this. We are the council.” Theo tried to argue, but everyone in the office laughed.
“You think that holds any weight now?” My father moved around the desk as Ronnie snapped the second pair on Theo’swrists. “You forfeited any power you might have held the moment you moved against the royal family.” My dad grabbed Yarrow from the ground.
“Please.” The man tugged away from my father. “I know nothing.”
My dad leaned over to look at Yarrow’s face. “Well, then, I guess you will have to endure a lot of pain for no reason. Because after everything that you all have done, do you think any of us here would believe you? None of you have any honor. Not only did you turn your backs on the King, but you turned your backs on the Goddess, our race, and even each other. None of you are trustworthy, and until I am confident that you know nothing…” He smiled as he tightened his hold on the captive wolf. “I guess you will just have to endure.”
Ronnie grabbed Theo’s arm, and Rowan stepped back. “I’ll join you later. But we can’t kill them until I address everyone.” My father nodded and then tried to open the door.
“Amy?” He turned to me with a smile. “Care to release the door.”
“Right.” I ran back around the desk and clicked the button to release the door.
“Wait…” Silas turned to me. “You used magic to seal the room from sound, and to block us from using our mind-links.” I nodded and waited. “But you used that button to lock the door…” Silas scratched his head. “I’m just confused.” My dad and Ronnie left the office, dragging their two men out of the room.
I laughed. “Why use magic when werewolf strength steel will do the same thing?” I shrugged as my dad opened the door. “Half the time with magic, it’s knowing when you should or shouldn’t use it. It’s not a fix-all.”
Silas nodded. Then he dropped to his knees in front of Rowan. “My King.” He bowed until his head was on the floor. “I don’t think I can apologize enough.”
Rowan tucked the spear away before he walked over and dropped to a crouch next to the man on the ground. “You did nothing to apologize for.” He grabbed him and gently pulled him to his feet.
“But I was part of the council.” Silas sighed. “I failed you.”
Rowan shook his head. “While I didn’t always agree with what you had to say, I always appreciated your opinion. And you supported me when it counted.”
Silas shook his head. “I helped push you towards Verity and Nina.” He looked down. “I didn’t feel right doing it, but they always had an argument. And I was too afraid of the attacks getting worse and not having an heir to step in.” A tear slid down the old man’s face. “I unintentionally helped them kill the royal family, the lycans, our kind.” He shook his head.
