Neah.

The following three days saw more Lycans appear. One would turn up, or sametimes two. They never turned up in the same place, but they all had the same goal, trying to break through the boundaries. None of them made it far. A metre, maybe two before being torn apart. Some tried in their human form, others had already shifted. I didn’t recognise any of the unshifted ones. And when their bodies were searched, bite marks were found confirming that they were not pure Lycans.

Alpha Dane was growing more and more pissed too. He paced more, talked to himself more or rather he spoke to Aero. trying to decide on the next steps. And if he wasn't talking to Aero, he was snapping at everyone else.

Though it worried me that these Wolves were going to hit burnout. Jenson had them working around the clock, with barely a few hours rest in between and if they started to fall, we would be screwed.

Still. I had to remain at Alpha Danes side. He never spoke of it, but I knew he would blame himself if someone got their hands on me. He's doing it again.” Nyx mutters

I look up from the kids book that I'm supposed to be trying to read. Alpha Dane is looping the desk, striding around it with a deep scowl on his face. His feet practically burning a hole in the plush grey carpet.

“It doesn't make any sense.” I didn't know if he was talking to me or Aero.

I revert my gaze back to the book, silently sounding out the letters in my head. There wasn't a lot I could say even if I wanted to. This was not my area of expertise.

From the corner of my eye, I see how he picks up the weird little paper weight thing that sits on the corner of his desk. He lobs it at the wall. The act makes me flinch and cower. Memories of the past creeping in. holds this content.

Today was not the first time he had thrown something. And the guilt inside me continues to grow. The Lycans were only here for me. “Sorry.” He mutters. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“Has there been another?” I ask quietly, already knowing the answer by the look he gives me.

He bobs his head, his crimson eyes not quite meeting mine

“Jenson thinks they are trying to find a weak spot. An area that is not as well protected. But my pack is growing tired. We have a large amount of land to cover.

“They need rest.” I mutter absentmindedly

“lam well aware.” He scowls. It wasn't my intention to irritate him. I quickly ask another question. “Why do they send one or two at a time?’

“Easier to lose one or two over thirty or forty. They lose one, they can create another to replace them.”

I was hoping Nyx had something to say, but all she does is sit and watch him. She did a lot of that.

"All becaus@-of me.” I murmur. All because my uncle had some fuckéd up idea-about me carrying a child for him and Cassandra. I frown in disgust as I gaze at the kidssbook i in mydiap. “Why..why now?" Content bélongs to ~

“What do you mean?”

“Why make more Lycans now? Why not years ago when numbers started dropping? Devon kept talking about it being a dying breed, about me being a dying breed. They could have just created more.”

“Because they probably never thought that they would end up in this position.”

“You mean, they never thought they would lose me.” He nods his head, if it were the other way around, I would do exactly the same." He's right.’ Nyx murmurs. ‘It's actually quite a smart move.”

‘Smart for Trey.’ I mutter back. It was probably one of the few things Devon had told the truth about. None of it was Trey, it was all Cassandra and I couldn't wait to kill her.

Alpha Dane and I hadn’t spoken about it. Not once since we had sex in the forest. It almost felt like it was a forbidden conversation, speaking of the jay I had felt at seeing the dead Lycan

That dead Lycan wasn't the first. Each one, Alpha Dane would take ne to thempasking me to try and . identify trem. And each and every ime, I fotind myself staring at the ead 1 body with it’s torn out throat, a mile etched on my lips. He.was right I had a dark side. Or-maybe it’s ust years of trauma finalfy bubbling to the surface.

mo OO mA 2

I look up to see Alpha Dane peeling the lodged paper weight out of the wall. His shoulders are tense, his crimsonyes are a little darker. He” puts the paper weight back onthe table knew it was only going to be a matter of time before it was ISaged in the wall again.