Mated to the Alpha and His Beta

Chapter 422

Xander

“Did they learn something from my mother?” My throat went tight at the idea that my mother was being used as a tool for the High Council…again. And again, without her knowledge.

Stella shook her head. “They’re seeing through her eyes, but something inside her is fighting them. Even though she doesn’t know about the third eye, her own strength and desire to stand on the side of right is working to obscure what they do see. They’re not blocked. She’s just refusing to look at things that she unconsciously senses would help them.”

“We should just tell her what’s going on,” Mason said in a clipped tone. “Enough of this bu lls hit with people keeping secrets.”

“We can tell her, but only once we’ve made sure the High Council is set in their path. I can’t stop them if

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we don’t know what they’re planning,” Stella said sharply. Her tone softened. “Sorry, Abba. But it’s just not that easy.”

My brother’s expression went tight, but he nodded.

“She’s going to feel betrayed when she finds out that she’s been the High Council’s spy, but it’s going to be worse when she realizes that we knew and just let her continue.”

“There’s no help for it,” Stella said. “If Gabriela becomes aware of the third eye, that will alert the

High Council that she knows. They’ll change their course, leaving us all blind. I’ve seen the ways this can go, Abba. Please, you must trust me.”

Stella, but all of this

in her voice. “Believe me, I wish we could all

about this.”

said firmly. “Once we destroy the High Council. So how do we do

have you seen?” Lanie

can’t direct her to look at the things they want to see, they’re getting frustrated. Because Gabriela is

an attack, they’re seeing only bits and pieces of what they want information

do they intend to

a…well, kind of a back surge,” Stella explained. “From the

supplies in Standard, and they’re planning

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lines. All the way back here,

He put them in the sink with a clatter. He turned, his hands in fists at his

in a hard, angry voice. His wolf flashed in his eyes, and his lip

“That’s

soft moan. “Those poor things. They’re intelligent! And empathic! It’s not like they’re going

Council gives a f uck about that, Lanie?” Mason said in a bitter

care about nothing but themselves and their quest for power. But we can’t let them do this.

used to be so dam ned proud to be the Constantine Alpha, but now,

cut in. “It isn’t wolf-kind that’s the problem, but a few power-hungry as sholes who think they’ve