Chapter 0268


    Mallory


    His hazel eyes narrow. He knew who I was talking about. Still, he doesn’t lower the gun.


    “That bitch still alive?” He growls through clenched teeth


    “Yes. Hopefully for not much longer.” I give him a small smile, hoping that I had found a way to


    break the tension. He doesn’t return it. “We are looking for help.”


    “Is she telling the truth?” He asks us and Eric.


    “ir is why we are here.” Eric tells him, “Now lower the fucking gun.”


    “Nah, you bastards are on my property, I can do what I want. If you don’t want a bullet lodged in her


    pretty little head, you lot better start talking.”


    “Here?” us asks, “We will attract the humans'' attention.”


    “Look around you! It’s the middle of the fucking night. There are no other houses back here, why do


    you think I lured you around here, dumbass?!” Now he smiles. “Fucking pack idiots.” He spits on the


    ground.


    They tell him everything, well, almost everything. Every now and again I would feel the gun ease off


    my forehead only to be shoved right back against my skin. I could heal, but it still hurt.


    I keep perfectly still, I don’t need to give another reason for him to fire that thing off.


    “You expect me to believe all that?” Abraxas growls, still keeping his eyes on me.


    “Little far fetched to be a lie, don’t you think?” I mutter


    “I’ve met a few good liars. That bitch is one of them.”


    “ir?” What did she lie to him about?


    “That’s the one.”


    “Can we just talk about this?” us asks. “Wolf to Wolf?”


    “You’ve got more to say?” He seems amused.


    “So much more.” us mutters “If you are willing to listen.”


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    Abraxas grabs my wrist and spins me around, locking his arm across the top of my chest as he


    backs us up, he tells them “You’ve got five minutes.”


    Eric’s face is unreadable as he and us follow us. Abraxas pulls me into a darkly lit kitchen. ck


    and white tiles covered the floor in stripes. ck cupboards lined the walls with ck marble


    countertops sitting on top. Nothing how I expected it to look considering the outside needed a little


    work. But I guess I shouldn’t judge a book by its cover. Or in this case, a house.


    Eric and us slip in, moving in opposite directions.


    “You can split up or stay together, doesn’t matter. One wrong move, she’s dead. Now maybe


    someone should start trying to convince me that I should let her live.”


    “What do you want?” us asks


    “ir.” Abraxas mutters.


    “A lot of people want her. Both Alpha’s. Another Lycan. Her.” Eric points at me. “She''s caused


    problems and you will have to get in line.”


    “I’m pretty certain she fucked my life up first.” Abraxas snarls. “Take me to where I can find her and


    this one gets to live.”


    This was not at all why we hade out here.


    “What did she do to you?” I ask


    “She killed my parents.”


    “Why?”


    “Because they were Hunters and they destroyed your kind.”


    I had quietly literally walked into another hostage situation, only this one seems less like I will make


    it out alive.


    “But there is something you haven’t told me. Why is there a Lycan Alpha in a pack with a Wolf


    Alpha?”


    “They are mated.” Eric tells him and for a moment, I wondered if that was the worst thing he could


    say.”


    Abraxas bursts intoughter. A deep bellyugh that echoes through the room. He pushes me away


    and Eric grabs me, pulling me in close, a protective arm going around me. Abraxas really was a nut


    job.


    “You lot are fucking nuts!”


    Really? He thinks we are the ones who have lost our marbles.


    “You pack Wolves are so fucking predictable.” He points between the men, “I assume one of you is


    the Beta because the Alpha certainly ain’t here.”


    Neither us or Eric speak, I think they were just as confused as I was. Speaking of us, he


    hadn’t said anything for a while.


    “Anyone want a beer?” Abraxas asks, pulling open the fridge.


    “Sorry, what is happening?” I was used to unpredictability, but I had gone from being held at


    gunpoint to being offered a beer, like it was a casual afternoon meet up. This guy had to be on


    something. “You just had a gun pointed at my head!”


    “Precautions.” He straightens up, his muscles tensing. And I have to remind myself that we were


    here for a reason.


    “A few things you should know about me, Lycan.” He flips the cap off his beer and takes a swig. “I


    know when I’m not being told everything. I know that she,” He points at me, “was Rogue at one


    point. I know exactly what a Rogue is, I’ve been hunting them for twenty years. You didn’t tell me


    much that I didn’t already know, and I’m one hundred percent certain there is still more to your story.


    So what’s the catch?”


    “We are looking for Lycans. The female Lycan Alpha needs support.” Eric tells him


    “So why doesn’t she just link them? She’s thest one, right? Pretty powerful? She can call them


    in.”


    "Uh...."


    "Like I said, I know my shit."