Page 19 of Promised to Him


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I wanted to be Lena, she had no idea how much but I also needed to protect my heart. “Mads, if he’s married Leah, I won’t interfere.”

Maddy frowned. “But you’re getting memories of him. He deserves to know.”

“If they have chosen each other, I won’t interfere and you won’t either,” I warned.

Maddy was more than a past half-sister slash new best friend. She was my everything this past year. My ride or die. We were about to see Brayden and Leah at the fight, and I needed her to be on my side and honor my wishes.

“Okay,” she finally said. “Oh, FYI, Silas is calling us up. It’s time.”

I froze, nervousness suddenly consuming me. I’d trained for this one night to give Brayden the chance he would need to end Silas. Now I had to pray Lora would release my full power so I could take out Mace in all the confusion as well. I let out a shaky breath and Maddy placed a hand on my shoulder. “You got this.”

I looked down at the cuffs, hoping that when the time came I could do what I’d trained for and keep my power, cutting Silas off from it.

There was a loud bang on the door and I jumped.

“Keep me waiting one second longer and I’ll shave your head so that you look nice and pretty for your reunion with lover boy,” Silas barked on the other side.

Monster. Bastard. Evil a-hole!

I held on to that rage, just like Castiel taught me. I would use it later to create a wall between Silas and I.

“Coming, sir!” I growled, and we stepped out of the room.

Silas was no longer there. He was at the end of the hallway. This stone, dungeon-like apartment was nice enough for a short stay, but I couldn’t fathom how the others had been here for two centuries. I longed to see the sky, swim in the lake, be back in nature even if it was only Central Park. It was absolute torture to keep wolves confined here for so long.

We met Silas in the kitchen and my gaze flicked around to my other siblings. They were frozen in place, Lora standing there with a grin as she leaned against the dining table. Her eyes roamed over my pale blue silk dress—one I’d taken from Wren’s closet, ironically. It was a little short but otherwise fit like a glove.

Lora, on the other hand, was wearing a gaudy red dress with gold embellishments.

“Are you ready to watch Brayden die?” She said it casually but it touched a nerve.

“Are you ready to watch Silas bleed out?” I shot back.

Lora cast me a glare. “So much faith in your weak mate.”

I grinned, baiting her. “You have no idea what he’s capable of. You better kissyourlover boy goodbye before the fight.”

Her face faltered; genuine fear washed over her for the first time. That fear quickly turned to anger. Her brows knitted together and her pink lips went thin and white. “Silas, are you sure you can handle the power of a full-blown Greywolf?” she asked him, and excitement thrummed through me.

She was taking the bait. She was going to release my full power.

Castiel shot me an excited look as well but quickly masked it. If I got my full power and we pulled this off, he was getting freed.

“If I can’t, then we are in a lot of trouble, aren’t we, love? How else will I become the king?” He moved towards her like an animal stalking its prey and reached out to stroke her collarbone. Just like he did to me. But instead of recoiling from his touch like I did, she moaned, her eyes fluttering.

Gross. I would need to bleach my eyeballs later.

“Don’t tell the others I did this,” she whispered to him, and then looked at me. “If you step out of line, I’ll end your life tonight with a snap of my fingers.”

I rolled my eyes and raised my cuffed hands. “As if that’s possible.”

She nodded, seemingly okay with that response.

One second I was standing next to Maddy in the kitchen, and then next a bolt of lightning fell from the ceiling and struck my head. My body was thrown up into the air, suspended over everyone as pure magic filled my every pore.

A scream of surprise ripped from my throat as my brothers-in-law and sisters watched on, unable to do anything. It wasn’t painful so much as it was uncomfortable. Every pore on my skin bubbled and tightened. My chest filled and ached, and finally there was a sharp slice deep inside my head before the magic let me go and I fell.

Maddy rushed forward and caught me awkwardly, keeping my head and upper shoulders upright as my legs crashed into the stone floor.