Chapter 27
I was stillprching what she meant by equalrades when Ignatius’s. phone cra ckled to life and
he ced it to his ear. “Hello? Hey Geranium. We’ve got an unwanted visitor on the property. Front car
park. Yeah. Do you think you could escort her out?”
Ignatius hung up the phone and slipped it back into his pocket, he looked at Angie with barely
restrained irritation. “You gave me no choice after you insulted my mate, Angie.”
A man dressed in all ck, Geranium I presumed, approached us from around the cottage. Angie
looked from the beef security guard to Ignatius in disapproval. “You can’t be serious? You won’t even
fight your own battles now, Ignatius?”
Ignatius shrugged and nodded to Geranium.
“Frankly Angie, I’ve had a sh it few hours, I’ve been driving all morning, I just got my rocks off -” he
smirked at me as he said that and I blushed redder than before. “And all I really want to do right now is
carry my mate through the front door of our new home and go for round two and maybe a nap.”
Angie raised her eyebrow, folding her arms tightly.
Ignatius gave her a condescending smile and took my hand. “Geranium, please escort Ms. Rockbell off
of the property, thank you.”
He led me towards the cottage as Angie shoved the security guard away.
“I can escort myself!” she hissed before locking eyes with me, “See you around, runt.”
I narrowed my eyes before turning my back on her and following Ignatius into the cottage.
After Ignatius had mmed the door closed behind us, he stomped up the stairs to the bedroom and I
followed along after him,
“Who exactly is she? Angie?” I asked as I rushed up the stairs after him, taking two steps at a time to
keep up.”
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“She’s the head of arms and security. She trains the young shifters forbat.” Ignatius said over his
shoulder.
“That exins the muscles,” I mumbled.
He flung open the doors of the wardrobe and pulled out towels and flip- flops.
“She’s also the granddaughter of one of the elders so she’s got some status behind her name. She has
always been a good friend to me,”
Ignatius shoved the items into my arms and turned back to the wardrobe, curling arge leather jacket
around his b*dy, “Although, it would seem Elliot has turned even her against you already.”
I looked down, dumbfounded, at the towel, “What is this for?”
Ignatius beckoned for me to follow him back down the stairs, “Hot
springs. Follow the path to the right of the garden and you should find them pretty easily. Geranium will
make sure no one bothers you. I have to go.”
“Go where?” I asked, irked at the way he was rushing around me, “Ignatius?”
He paused and turned to me, cing his hands on my shoulders a little. too tightly, his smile was
strained.
“Angie has always been a good friend to me. But I do believe she had been holding onto the hope that
one day I would choose her for a second mate, I think Elliot was nning this too. He’s used her
jealousy to turn her against you already. He’s medaling more than I had expected.”
Ignatius pulled me to his chest, “My father will be heading home soon. I’m going to confront him there
where we can brawl it out without anyone bothering us.”
I pulled away from him, “Do you often get into fistfights with your father?” I asked skeptically.
Ignatius shrugged, “Only when no one is around to stop us. I need to clear
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this up now.”
He cupped my cheek in his hand and trailed his fingers down my “And as much as I’d love to join you
and clean you up myself,”
waist,
My knees pressed together as he said this and I was aware of the c um still licking down my legs, “I
have to take care of this first.”
He nted a k*ss on my forehead as I struggled to understand the situation, before heading out the
door. I stood there for a moment staring after him as his car sped down the driveway.
Looking down at the towel in my arms and the state of my dress, I sighed. and went to seek out the hot
springs.
-Ignatius-
Driving to my father’s house I contemted Angie’s reaction to Dorothy. I had always been aware of
Angie’s interest in me, but I had never expected her to let her jealousy be so outwardly apparent.
Above all else, Angie wast dedicated to the safety of the pack. So Elliot must have seeded in
convincing her that Dorothy was a threat to that safety.
I arrived at my father’s house and let myself in with the spare key he kept. under the doormat. It was
probably foolish to be so careless with the security of his own home, but I was of the belief that Elliot
thought it to be. a sign of his true power. He was practically weing enemies to dare try and take
him on.
My father and I had gotten along before the car ident. The way Elliot saw it, since ire’s death, I
had gone soft. I didn’t see it that way. I chose to abandon my reckless, brutal behavior and instead
chose to focus on being a good leader – a good Alpha. I saw it as strength. We hadn’t seen eye to eye
since.
I knew there would be minor issues with my bringing Dorothy home. But the reaction from both the
elder council and Elliot himself seemed a little
too overboard.
“Way too overboard,” Tor growled, reminding me again of the insults they dared fling at my mate.
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“Agreed.”
I leaned against the sofa inside, folded my arms, and proceeded to wait for my father toe home.
Many a brutal battle had taken ce within. these walls since I had gone “soft.”
Even with all of my strength and agility, I hadn’t won any of them. Yet.
Elliot didn’t seem at all surprised to see me upon arriving to an unlocked door. He strode inside without
casting me so much as a nce and made straight for the fridge to cr ack open a beer.
“What do you want?”
I resisted the urge to kick the can straight out of his hands.
“Angie just paid a visit to the cottage. She wasn’t looking too happy. What have you said to her?”
Elliot took a while to answer me, shuffling through the contents of the fridge to pull out an old tray of
leftoversagne. For all of his authority and dominating image, Elliot was still just a lonely, single man
who could barely take care of himself.
He peeled back theyer of tinfoil on the top and sat down at the kitchen ind, digging into the
contents with a dirty fork.
“I merely gave her a rundown of the recent events,” he said between mouthfuls of coldsagne.
“Bu ll s hit. It takes a lot to make Angie that aggressive. She wouldn’t dare confront me like that unless
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she thought it was serious. I will ask a What did you say to her?”
Elliot sighed, poking at the mince in the tray. “You’ve really thrown wrench into things, taking that runt in
like this.”
I had no patience for his vitriolic nder. I marched to the opposite en of the ind in a few steps and
swiped thesagne to the side before Ellio could stab another forkful.
It ttered to the floor, spilling the barely defrosted contents all over the
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ce. Elliot paused with his fork still poised and frowned sadly at the spige.
“Go dam mit, Ignatius.”
“What do you all have against Dorothy?” My voice was booming and my knuckles pressed into the
granite. “She hasn’t done anything wrong. She’s going to make a great Luna if you would just give her
a chance.”
Elliot finally lifted his gaze to look at me, his eyes were dismissive – disappointed. “Frankly, my son, I
don’t care about your new little pet. Despite the bad image she brings to our name, who you choose to
bed isn’t of any particr interest to me.”
He raised a hand when I growled at him – threatening to dash more than just thesagna into the floor.
“But her true mate was your old Beta acquaintance. Johan of the Khall Pack – our tense new allies.
And you’ve taken her from him. Which is going to prove very bad for us.”
His words confused me and I stared at him for a moment, my fury forgotten.
“What does Johan have to do with this? What does this have to do with any of the Khall Pack? They
didn’t give a da mn about Dorothy. Why would my taking of her suddenly be an issue now?”
Elliot rubbed at his temples, still stealing mournful nces at the ruined.sagne on the floor. I could
tell there was something drastically wrong though. He was trying to y it cool, but there was a tension
in his jaw and his bushy brows were furrowed.
“The Khall are ming us for the new rogue shifter on their hands.”.
“What?”
I was not able to connect the dots. The answer seemed so far from my known reality that it did not
even ur to me that he could be referring to Johan.
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Elliot locked his eyes with mine, and I felt the urgency in his stare. “Johan has killed his father. His
previous partner, Mavis, has also been reported missing as of three days ago.”
I was speechless, motionless. His wordsy jumbled in my mind like they didn’t fit together quite right.
“What are you saying?”
Elliot’s face was grim, the lines in his forehead more prominent than ever. All of a sudden, my father
looked tired my father looked old.
“Johan has gone rogue. He is likely going toe looking for his mate, and there’s a very good chance
he will kill again.”
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