Chapter 114
114. A Name
LEO.
I watch Judah calmly, despite the hatred and rage within me, because he fucking got rid of thest of
my doubts. My aura exudes from
me in waves, and I can feel it swirling around the room, filling every corner and repelling the darkness
that tries to cling to
our skin.
I see Azura nce back at Corrado from the
corner of my eyes, and know it’s time to wrap this up, once and for all.
“I don’t know what you mean. You know nothing!” Judah hisses, but it’s a little toote for him to try to
deny anything.
“It’s a tad too fuckingte to y dumb, but if you don’t fucking know then cool. Let’s do this shit. I’ll
take your name and try to kill you with a weapon coated with Nightshade, Ephedra and Harpagophytum
for the sake of
It won’t work, but at least it’ll entertain me.” I say knocking his weapon from his hand. It rolls to the far
side, and he growls.
I hate that weapon… every time I fucking see it… For me, it would always be associated with those
who tried to hurt my family.
“Nothing can kill me!” He hisses, lunging at me, the smoke around him grows, it’s a mix of shadows
and smoke, and it pushes against my aura and Azura’s moon fire.
Two against one… he’s losing and the injury I had caused him before, is still bleeding. I have a few
wounds and only more are added
to it as we rip into one another, but I make
sure Azura isn’t harmed. He roars in rage as
he jumps to his feet once more, but instead
of attacking; he turns in a sh and runs to
the table.
“Not so fast!” Azura growls, sting him
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back as she walks to the table.
Judah is on his feet, and I know she is his
target. He moves with incredible speed and for a second, my stomach twists as I run as
fast as I can. I block his back, throwing one
of my daggers up and grab his neck, throwing him across the room. My throw is apanied by a
st of Azura’s power that only makes the impact greater.
“You’re right where I want you to be.” Judah spits despite the blood that he coughs up. He
staggers to his feet and dives past me in a blur, before he pushes Azura. She stumbles, and I see the
ck smoke rising off the
stone que that sits on the table. I catch her, and push her behind me.
“Don’t let the smoke touch you,” I warn. Something about that stone is not right. Azura nods, backing
away from it.
“So, I need to get rid of you first, then.” He spits as the entire room shakes violently and pieces of stone
fall.
He’s good, but I’m better. Each punch I throw aims to break him, and every
satisfying crunch makes me savour his pain.
“Daddy… Mommy…” Corrado whimpers.
I nce back at him, and my eyes ze when I realise he’s injured too.
“You touched a child!” I snarl as Azura’s
power wraps around Judah, forcing him to the ground. He fights it and she steps forward, punching him
square through the nose. Blood squirts everywhere, as she punches him again.
“Your time hase to its end, Judah… finally I can step away from you and the nightmare that you
created in my life.” She says, as he tries to grab her, only for me to kick him back, pressing my foot into
his
chest.
His ws are out, and he tries to dig it into me, but I spin around and m my dagger into his wrist,
and into the ground. He roars as he struggles.
“No, I need her! I must have her.” He hisses,
“I need this!”
Ignoring him, I draw the sword and look at
Azura.
‘Do you want to do the honours, my sexy little psycho queen? One strike, and he’s
gone.’ I ask her through the link with a
smirk. 1
Her face bes solemn, and I think she realises what this means.
‘Is this really it? Just one stab and he’s gone? ‘She asks as she grabs my other dagger, which fell
during the fight, and she ms it into his other wrist.
‘Yeah. Through the neck and take his real name. Dimitri Ivanov.’ I say. She nods, and
her eyes be cold.
“For everyone that you ever hurt.” She says, reaching for the sword. “Dimitri Ivanov,
your time to live is over…”
Her heart is thundering as her eyes ze,
and her grip tightens on the hilt.
“You… can’t kill me… remember how I was the only one who ever understood you, even your own
family never got you little pet! I’m the one who fucking made you feel alive!” He hisses.
A re of jealousy rushes through me, but it’s only there for a second. She’s mine, she’s always been
mine. What they had can never even fuckingpare to what we have. Ever.
“No. I was just too stupid to realise if I talked to them, they’d get me. My family loves me, and you
manipted that, you encouraged the seed of doubt that was inside of me. I’m not the Azura you
fucking knew. And you know what Judah? What we had was nothing, what I have now…” She looks at
me, “Is beyondpare. Goodbye loser.”
“Azura!” He snarls as he struggles violently against me, but he’s far too injured to get up, even though
he’s healing it’s not fast
enough.
She raises the sword, “Dimitri Ivanov, just go to hell!” She snarls, and plunges the sword through his
neck. A vicious wind erupts around her and instinctively I ce my hand over hers on the hilt, keeping
the sword there. His scream of rage bes
one of despair. Waves of energy m through the cave, before his body dissolves into smoke that
escapes his clothing and vanishes into thin air. The silence that
follows is far too quiet, our racing hearts beating as one.
She lets out a shaky breath, letting go of the de that is now charred, letting it ng to the floor, as
she stares at the bloody clothes.
that remain.
“He’s gone.” She says before closing her
eyes.
“He is.” I say, tugging her into my arms and hugging her tightly. Sparks rush through us and I tighten
my hold on her, kissing her
neck.
She hugs me back, and neither of us speak. She moves back and my lips crash against hers in a quick
passionate kiss, and despite not wanting to fucking let go, our son needs. us. She pulls away and we
both turn to the child that still remains behind the
shimmering barrier. Azura closes her eyes, and the shield vanishes, revealing our son sitting there with
his chubby hands covering his eyes and I can’t help but smile.
At least he obeyed his Mama.
“Corrado.” I say, and his eyes fly open, eyes that are full of tears as heunches himself
at me. I bend down, hugging him tightly.
“Daddy, you came!” He sobs.
“It’s ok, he’s gone son, you are all ok.” I say, my arm tight around him as I reach up with
my other arm caressing my girl’s stomach before I take her hand and kiss it softly. I
then tug her down beside me and wrap my
arm around her tightly as I slump back
against the wall. Pulling them both onto myp, I kiss Corrado’s head gently, examining his injury. It’s
not too deep and I know he’ll
be ok. I turn, kissing Azura’s neck and
inhaling her scent deeply.
My family is fucking ok…
Thank fuck.
She wraps her arm around my neck, kissing
the top of my head and we simply sit there; I don’t know for how long we remain like this, but I feel
content. The stress and worry I had
felt all night now left me exhausted.
‘So how did you figure it all out?’ She asks
curiously.
I lean my head back against the cavern wall.’ Well, it started off with your father saying
the word shadows. From there a certain
thought came to my head, and I had to
confirm it…” I began exining as I fill her
in on everything…
(FLASHBACK EARLIER THIS EVENING)
“Call Janaina.”
Delsanra doesn’t take long to dial the elder woman’s number. The speaker is on, the
ringing filling my cave and it is answered
immediately.
“Hello?” Janaina’s voicees.
“Hi, I had a couple of questions, and I’m hoping you might have some answers. Have you ever heard of
Shadow Wraiths?” I ask, sitting down on my chair as I stare at the paper in front of me. There isn’t time
to
waste.
“Shadow Wraiths? They are a thing of lore… but… do you think this being is a wraith?” She asks,
sounding far more shocked than I would have thought.
Was it really that out there?
“I’m certain, I’ve also figured out how to kill it. The only thing is I’m wondering if you
would be able to tell me any way that I could find out a Wraith’s real name, is there any way to force
him to speak it? A spell that perhaps Delsanra or Raihana could perform?”
“Probably not. Our magic doesn’t always work on other mystical creatures… but I think I have the
answer to your question. To take a name, you must give a name.” She
says.
I raise an eyebrow.
“Give a name? Meaning an exchange?” Delsanra says at the same time that the very same thought
came to my mind.
“Yes.” Janaina says. “So that means he has to give his name to-”
“The real Judah Gahan, and that would be …” I say, knowing exactly where our answer will lie.
“His grave.” Delsanra says suddenly.
“I know who to ask about that.” I say.
Thanks.”
“Anytime Alpha Leo.”
“I appreciate it.” I say before hanging up.
The Ardens, the Gahans were part of their
pack.”
“Do you have a number?” Delsanra asks.
“Yeah…” I say, pulling up my files and finding Keh Arden’s number. Time to
find out where that grave is…
It rings a few times before it’s answered by a man who doesn’t sound like Keh. I had
heard him over the conference call.
“Hello, Alpha Keh Arden’s office.” A
man’s husky, deep voicees.
“Can I speak to the Alpha, it’s Alpha Leo Rossi from the Sangue pack. I have an urgent question.” I
say.
“He is not in. I’m Royce Arden, his son. Can I
help?” He replies. 5
Wasn’t he supposed to be in America? “I need to know where the graves of the
Gahan family members are, specifically
Judah Gahan’s. Your father will know why
I’m asking.”
There’s a moment’s pause and I hear a scrape of a chair.
“Yes, he did fill us in on that situation. Their graves are in the pack graveyard, all of them were buried
here.” He says.
“I need to check something on his
tombstone.” I say.
“I can head down there and take a look for
you?”
“That would be great.” I reply, I wasn’t expecting this to go this fucking easy, but then again, it wasn’t
Keh I was
speaking to – who always seems to want something in return for everything.
“Sure, I’ll call you back from my mobile phone. I’ll just head down to the graveyard and call you back.”
“Sure.” He hangs up and we wait.
After the longest fifteen minutes, the phone
rings. Delsanra and I exchange looks as I
answer it.
“I’m at the graveyard.” Royce’s voicees. I can hear his footsteps, the howling of the wind and the
rustling of the leaves.
“Thanks. I appreciate you doing this.
“Just give me a minute or two to locate it.”
He says, the line crackles and it feels as if a
violent wind is blowing on the other end
before the line steadies.
“It may not have Gahan’s name on it anymore, if there’s any grave there that should be a Gahan’s,
but has an entirely different name, that will be the one.” I
exin, thinking that sounds fucking weird.
“Yes, I am actually not able to find his name … but ording to the Pack archives, this one here is his
grave.” He says, sounding concerned.
“What’s the name on it? It isn’t Gahan is
it?” I ask, thinking is this it? Was the answer within my grasp?
“No, it is not. Dimitri Ivanov, son of Harold
and Bertha Gahan. What on earth…”
“Can you send a picture of it to me?”
“Yes, sure.” He says.
“Thank you, Alpha Royce.” I say, truly fucking appreciating his help.
“You’re wee. I hope you manage to deal
with him once and for all. He sounds like an
absolute blooming nutter.”1
“That’s putting it nicely.” I say before we
hang up and my phone beeps.
I look down at the image of the gravestone.
We have our answer.
(END OF FLASHBACK)
“So that’s how it happened…” Azura says as
the room shakes once more.
“Let’s get out of here.” I say, and we all stand up. I lift Corrado up, and walk over to the table, looking at
the array of things.
“Shall I destroy it?” Azura asks, raising her hand. I stop her and shake my head.
“No… this shit needs to be examined
thoroughly first…” I say, looking around the room. I reach into my pocket and take my phone out and
snap a few pictures of all angles of this fucking ce.
Azura watches me but says nothing. I can’t say much. I’m fucking paranoid and always need to be
thorough. Once I’m done, I turn to the entrance. “Let’s go home.”
“Yes, home.” Corrado mumbles his
agreement.
Azura nods, ncing back at the empty clothes on the floor, all that remains of Judah
… We get to the door, but before I can even try to open it, it swings open to reveal Alejandro, Dad, and
Elijah.
All three tense, as if ready to attack, and I resist the urge to roll my eyes, instead smirking arrogantly at
them.
“You’re a tad too fuckingte. Tell me, did old age make you lot fucking slow?” I taunt. 5
Dad chuckles, relief in his eyes as he looks at us. Whilst Alejandro frowns as Elijah smirks
and turns to him.
“Karma.” 8
And just like that, the dark, heavy atmosphere of the night fades away… 1