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“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the Alpha,” I sneer at the man as I walk behind a woman into what appears to be a throne room. He is no wolf, no longer.
“Quiet!” Mathew shouts as he stands up to face me.
I can smell it. He reeks of alcohol. I want tough at the irony. Oh how the mighty have fallen. I am sober after his bastards of boys forced me to stay sober in the cells.
“Why are you here?” he growls out.
“I can assure you that it is not by choice,” I growl back.
“No, I need them,” a woman states. “You have run out of being useful. I decided that I needed new
allies.”
“I was promised more packnd and power,” Mathew growls at the woman.
“You lost your wolf, you lost your power,” Jarrett growls mockingly from beside me.
“It was not my fault Rachel got herself killed,” Mathew shouts at us.
“You should have protected her better,” the woman states as she sits on a throne.
“I should have been blessed with a second chance mate before my fucking wolf died,” Mathew growls<b>. </b>“But I will get a new one when we meet the goddess.<b>” </b>
“You think that you will be able to convince the goddess? By what, by praying?<b>” </b>Jarrett mocks.
“The goddess doesn’t listen to us unless she wants to,” Iugh.
<b>I </b>need the goddess’s power to grant me another wolf,” Mathew growls in anger.
<b>You </b><b>are </b>all <b>simpleminded</b><b>, </b>sheughs<b>. </b><b>“</b><b>The </b>white <b>wolf </b><b>is </b>so much more than a ticket <b>to </b><b>the </b><b>goddess</b>.
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“A white wolf,” I scoff. “My bitch of a daughter, blessed by the goddess?”
“Yes, she is blessed by the goddess. She is a ticket to power in many ways,” the woman says as her eyes take on a maniac gleam. “There are rituals that my coven have been preparing for hundreds of years. Thest time we came across a white wolf, she escaped. But this time she will not be able to.”
“What makes you so sure?” Mathew demands.
“A little spell here, a spell there. Some suggestions whispered in the right ear at the right time,” she
“You yed us?” I demand.
“No, not yed. I simply hinted about things. After all, you always thought your mate was not faithful. I just capitalized on those thoughts. I then informed the Alpha of how weak she would be as she was not born from a prominent line,” she tells us.
I still feel like I have been manipted. Maybe I have been, but if that is true, I want to profit from it. “What do I get out of this? You had me lock up my daughter and encouraged me to beat her. <b>I </b>want something for my trouble of keeping her.”
“I needed her broken and trusting. She has trusted me. I need her to continue to trust me as I get to her,” she says simply. “Moving in and out of packs is easy if you know how to do it.”
“Then why haven’t you just taken her?” Jarrett interrupts.
Fury shes over the witch’s face. “Do not interrupt me mutt,” she hisses. She then schools her features. “As I was saying, moving in and out of packs is easy. But the person leaving the pack has to want to leave. You two wanted out of the pack, and so whisking you away was a simple matter. But Amalie did not want to leave. She had hope that her mates would find her. Then she was raising a pup and had a reason to stay. She was almost ready to be taken away and you almost killed her!”
Pain irrupts through me at thest words. I feel like I am drowning in molten silver. It’s inside of me and on my skin. It hurts, like no pain I have ever felt before.
“She was almost ready for me. She wanted out! And then you screwed up, her mates found her! Now she doesn’t want to leave willingly,” the woman shouts at me.
The pain cuts off. I am on the floor breathing heavily.
She schools her fury again and looks at the three of us. “I have been going to her in her dreams and coaxing her to me, she tells us. “The timing has to be perfect.”
You’re running out of time/witch, Mathew <b>snarls</b><b>. </b>
“I <b>am</b><b>, </b><b>but </b>that <b>means </b>that so are you,” she <b>snarls </b>back as the rises to her feet. “If I am <b>unable </b><b>to </b>
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preform the rituals, your ambitions have all been for nothing!”
“What do you know of our ambitions?” Jarrett growls.
She smirks as she makes her way towards us. “Mathew wants his wolf back and another fated mate. You want out of the Moonstone pack that was your mate’s pack. Jarrett, you want your daughter as Luna of the Moonstone Pack. You want the twins to dance to your tune as rule the pack as an elder. And you Thomas, you want to lead a pack of your own. You have never had the chance to challenge for the title and leadership.”
I am stunned at how sheys out my ambitions for the former Gamma and Alpha to hear. But after hearing about Jarrett’s ambition, I don’t feel so guilty.
“I need the white wolf to fulfill your ambitions and my own,” she purrs as she turns to look at us. There is something predatory in her gaze that a werewolf could never achieve.
“And what is your ambition, mydy?” Jarrett asks mockingly.
“I want what all witches have wanted. I want power and respect. I want humans to cower in their ce as the supernatural world steps into the light and no loner hides. I want what was rightfully mine that has been denied me for so long,” she growls dangerously.
“Where do we fall in this new world order of yours?” I ask. I want to make sure that I will be getting a good deal.
“Those that help will be rewarded greatly. Those that stand in my way, well, they will wish for the embrace of their gods,” she snarls out the end. She then looks up sharply at a noise. “Ah, Daniel, I was wondering if you had forgotten about us.<b>” </b>
“No, Countess,” a young wolf says as he enters the room.
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