“You’re in luck. I know of someone who knows her location,” the old man continued.
“Old man … I am losing my patience. Where can I find this person?” Her eyes flickered in color, showing him that her anger was rising.
“Well, if you don’t hurry … you will find her about six feet under. They just took the luck dragon out the back. She was spying on some of Harley’s boys. And you know how he feels about that.” The man watched as a blur sped past him and out the door. He chuckled and wiped up the counter, clearing the glass and blood.
“We really should get rid of that one,” one of the patrons said from the other side of the bar.
The old man chuckled. “You and what army? Besides … she’s no worse than the rest of you lot. She keeps to herself and does her job. She’s one of my favorite customers.” The old man cackled again as he resumed his duties. Right about now, he figured she would have reached those demons. He sighed internally. That was three less customers he would have.
Freja plunged her dagger deep into the third demon’s chest. The familiar rush washed over her. Not long ago, this was the only time she could feel. It was only when she was killing that she felt alive. She watched his lifeless body slump onto the ground. She shrugged and sighed, turning to the bound person behind her.
“I mean, I did ask them first. Well, I didn’t really ask them. I said, ‘Leave the girl or die.’ They chose death.” Freja chuckled to herself. She knew they would choose death. She set them up for failure. She walked over and ungagged the girl.
“What do you want with me?” the girl said defiantly.
Freja’s eyes flickered at the girl in amusement. She had shiny black hair and wide brown eyes, with caramel skin. “Relax, dragon. I’m not here to hurt you. What’s your name?”
The girl paused. “It’s … Ciana.”
Freja froze from working at the girl’s knots. “Ciana … as in Jin’s Ciana?”
The girl’s eyes widened. “You know Jin? How is she?”
Freja looked at her in anger. “What the hell were you doing? You were almost killed. What if I hadn’t come? I didn’t realize the luck dragon was the same thing as the light dragon.” She untied the girl hastily and watched as the girl rubbed her wrists.
“Thank you. I didn’t mean to get caught. Why were you looking for me?” Ciana looked at Freja in confusion.
“I’m told you can tell me how to find the dark priestess.”
Ciana nodded her head. “I can take you there. As long as …”
“I’m not going to fight with her. I have a question,” Freja said in minor annoyance.
“Hope you aren’t afraid of heights.” Ciana grinned.
Hunter sat across from Reed and his wife, Erica. Erica held onto Hunter’s hand and closed her eyes. She was the head of the Bloom Coven and very powerful. Reed knew he had to bring her along.
“Shit.” Erica frowned and pulled her hand away from Hunter.
“What is it?” Reed rubbed his wife’s back. Everyone had gathered inside the pack house: Caden, Rosa, Caspian, Merida, Garrett, Kristen, Sam, Renee, Winston, Adam, Susan, Chasen, and Jin. They were all curious about what Erica might find.
The door slammed open. Asher, Lita and Grayson barged inside the pack house. “Okay, would someone care to explain what’s going on?” Asher asked in a deep voice. Lita immediately ran up to Hunter and Chasen.
“My beautiful boys,” she said, embracing them both. She missed them so much.
“Mom.” Hunter put his arm around her. There was a lot to talk about, but they were just about to find out something important. “Erica was just about to tell us what she found.”
All eyes were back on Erica. She sighed. “You were injected with a blood potion.”
“Who dared touch my son?” Lita’s eyes went dark as she growled. She’d kill them. Asher put his hand on Lita. He agreed with her line of thought, but they didn’t need to growl at the one there to help.
“I can sense the way this potion was brewed. I’m positive it was someone from the Briar Coven,” Erica said confidently. The low snarls of many animals echoed in the pack house. Someone had dared to touch their alpha.
“So, what does this mean?” Hunter asked quietly.
“A blood potion is strong. It’s something that mixes with your own blood. It becomes almost part of your DNA. It makes it so that whenever you see your mate, you’ll try to kill her. But when you don’t see her, you’ll be perfectly normal. The blood potion will only affect you with the person it was bound to, in your case, your mate.” Erica looked at Reed sadly.
“Can you remove it?” Asher asked in a whisper. This was his son’s mate they were talking about.
