And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

Shock filled me.

He was here... but he was at the mercy of that cold-hearted bitch!

No one ever tells you what it feels like to watch the person you love to be tormented. To be held captive and forced into the will of another. No one tells you how much your heart can shatter from just one look. He was out there... at their mercy, and here I was behind cold walls.

It wasn't fair to think he was going through this alone out there, and I was stuck here. For weeks I had been worried about it. Wondering where he was and if he was okay.

Shit, if he was even alive.

He even was forced to miss the birth of his children because of them.

As if a damn broke, I lost all clarity for a moment. Priscilla's mumbled words went unheard as I slowly turned to them and held out a sleeping Castor, who was still in my arms. "Take her." Priscilla didn't hesitate to take the child, and as she did, she nodded at me in understanding. She knew already what I was going to do, and she also knew there was no stopping me.

I had promised to tear them apart if they hurt Damian, and that offer still stood. Killing Allison, though... well, was going to be for pure pleasure.

I couldn't wait to watch her blood run from my lips as I tore out her throat.

I could feel the purring satisfaction of the darkness under my skin as I thought of the various ways to make that woman suffer. To make her blood run upon the pack's ground as a river with no end. I would kill anyone who hurt my mates, and there would be no way to stop me.

a panicked look in her eyes as she watched me step closer to the

bother to answer

point when she already told me what she

Kara taking care of another set of wolves who had surrounded her. They wouldn't get off easy. None of them

from my mother escaped her lips. "Ivy! What are you doing?!

what

"You can't do anything!"

snarl as I glanced briefly over

say, and deciding not to give her a chance

would be safe,

enet

important. Even if the wolves found out they were inside,. there was no way to get into the room. Priscilla knew what was at stake, and she would lock the door from the other side to ensure

way that I was going to let them down. There was no way I would allow my children to grow up in a world where they were subjected to punishment by a council who sought to control us all. We deserved to be free, and we would be when I was

put my feelings aside and walked towards my bedroom door and out into the hallway. The

Damian, to be more

Bozel.

Het

the hallway in my pajamas, my feet hitting the top of the stair as I stared at the scene below me. The wolves were massive.