Page 3 of Mated to the Chaos


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Carlo shook his head, knowing the two were certain their charge was safe upstairs. Although the men’s postures didn’t change, the air around them felt calmer and the shine in their eyes dulled a bit, a sign they’d relaxed a fraction.

Eiravel nodded. “Areyouokay?”

Damned observant Fae.

Carlo couldn’t forget Eiravel was made for battle, the red magic in his eyes identifying his skill. Not answering the question, Carlo leapt across the room and to the always-open back doors that led to the back of the Moretti estate. He ignored the men calling out behind him and kept running.

She couldn’t reach him out here. Her voice only filtered to him in his room.

He hoped.

“Stubborn male.”

He howled. No, no, no, no, no,no!

The wolf ran harder, his lungs working, ears alert, and a snarl warning anyone to stay away. He yipped at a passing guard, and the man nodded, already knowing the communication they’d set up between wolves and their human forms. The man would know he’d have to adjust duty to protect Arturo.

Not all of them were gifted like Giuliana or Pasquale, who could talk to their wolves like they were people. Other wolves made it work.

“I’ve tried to be nice.”

Just like the Chaos. Carlo’s heart twisted in his chest. He knew she would be like this, but it didn’t stop it from tearing something inside. She’d proven him right.

“You won’t believe until you see. I need you, Carlo. There is danger coming, such horrible danger, and you have to help.”

He kept running, pushing himself until the green foliage of the woods blurred past him. She wouldn’t guilt him. He’d known of the danger coming their way. If nothing else, Heath had warned them. It was how they’d discovered Skuld was in league to hurt everyone they cared about, and she’d been working toward it long before they’d known. Carlo didn’t need some whispering voice from the Chaos to tell him that.

“Come. Here. I’m finished with this game. It’s for your own good, trust me.”

Yeah, it was for his own good.Pfft.

Right, because being ripped from Encantado and tossed into the fucking Chaos Realm was good foranybody.

“Fine. Then I’ll do ityourway, mate. You will not deny me.”

Grrrrrrrrrreat.

And not at all in the jolly-tiger-for-that-cereal sort of way.