Marco's POV

 

“Mister Sanchez, what can I do for you? I’m having a terrible day,” Katherine sighs into the phone.

 

“Katherine, we need your help. Something’s wrong with Kas,” I pace around the living room, cause ain't no way I can stand still right now.

 

“What’s wrong with her? Out with it,” she snaps. There ain't no concern for Kas in her voice. She just sounds annoyed. Kas was right about this bitch.

“She is hysterical, and it seems like she’s in a lot of pain. She keeps calling for Amari,” I explain as patiently as I can.

 

“Well, that is probably because Amari passed away sometime last night or this morning,” her voice is so cold and uncaring that you'd think she didn’t give a shit about Amari. It makes me feel like she just threw a bucket of ice water at me, “Just tell your Alpha to keep giving her all those hugs and kisses until she gets over herself.”

“Wait? What do you mean, Amari and her mate passed away?” I ask. How can she say it with no emotions, like it doesn’t matter that her sister died? °

“What don't you understand? She didn’t come down for breakfast, so I sent someone to fetch her. They found her and Jasen dead in their bed. Deceased, gone, kicked the bucket...0h, that's right, you're Hispanic...Muerte. Comprende?”

 

I'm trying to think of what Mama would say in this situation, even if this lady did just throw down her racist card on the table. I think she would say ‘Marco, sé amable ahora, sé enojado mas tarde’ [Be nice now, be mad later]. “I-I'm really sorry for your loss, Katherine”

 

“Aren't we all, Mister Sanchez? If Kas had just drank the damn wine Deon gave her last night, none of this would be an issue. She'll be fine. I'm sure what she is experiencing right now is the bond she shares with Amari breaking,” Katherine says, like it ain’t no thing and hangs up the phone on me.

 

Ilook at my phone, thinking about everything the woman just told me.

Dionysus was telling the truth. 

Katherine hired him to be at the event. '

None of this would be an issue.’ The wine was poison, and she knew it. She hired a god to kill her sister? Even thinking about it sounds crazy, but how else do you explain it?

 

‘Tell your Alpha to keep giving her all those hugs and kisses’. What made her say that? I put my hands on my hips and look around the room, trying to put the pieces of the conversation together.

“Carly?” I mind link her.

 

“Hi Marco, everything okay?”

 

made you book here? Is

VIP guests stay here. They were able to get us a special rate for the

 

You gotta be fucking kidding me. I’m so fucking

 

up. Contact the airport; get our flight switched to this afternoon.

what's going

needs to be ready to leave in half an hour. Mind link communication as much as possible.

 

you know when the cars are

 

believe the phone call I just had. It's time to leave. Carly is already making arrangements,”

 

the plane to see if they can help Kas feel better. We stay out in the main area and discuss what's going on. It's real

 

Tyree asks with a surprised look when

 

the time. No loyalty. I mean, I can't believe Katherine did it to Kas cause that's her damn sister and if you ask me, it sounds like she killed Amari and Jasen too. Ain't no way them two just woke up dead after being perfectly healthy yesterday,” I

 

we were staying in had microphones in the walls and mini cameras hidden. They were watching us the whole time,” James says leaning forward with his elbows on his

 

said Tessa is doing really well at Blood River. She’s a good security

 

“Milo also said anytime they mention Katherine, Tessa breaks down again and is useless for the rest of the day. Think of it like when you guys were on Ops teams and had to rescue hostages.

to survive. There’s no handing her off to her family. We should plan on her staying with us long

 

Tyree mumbles

front of himself, “ When we get home, we're regrouping with our Beta and

 

standing by the curtain at the back of the plane smiling

 

Kas okay?” Bronx jumps to attention, ready to go

 

him, "She

pretty sure he’s gonna pounce and strangle me to death, but he sits down

 

three vials of green liquid in one

puffy eyes and red

 

have no choice. Please sit

 

closed and sit on the edge of the bed, “Alright, whatever you got to say, make it quick before your husbands take turns murdering me for being in

 

moved the timeline up,”

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