Chapter 234

Audrey

I slid down off of Edwin’s back, my legs quivering as they hit the ground.

Axel and Fiona stood in front of us, their expressions unreadable, but I could feel their gazes burning into us, waiting for our

next move.

My heart thudded violently in my chest-not from fear, but from anticipation. I was more prepared than they would ever know, but I needed to be careful. So I did exactly what we had practiced: I forced my face into a mask of terror, letting my wide eyes tremble, my lower lip quivering as if I were on the verge of breaking.

From the porch, Peter’s voice tore through the air like a wounded animal’s cry.

“Audrey, run! Get out of here!” His voice was raw, cracked from screaming. “Edwin, how could you? How could you bring her here?!” he shrieked, struggling against his bonds.

I turned slightly, stealing another glance at him. He looked even worse up close. His skin was pale, almost translucent, his veins close to bursting beneath his skin.

I’d seen this before-when my mother had almost died in the hospital.

Silver poisoning.

His eyes, though, burned with a fury so intense it was as if he were clinging to life solely through sheer willpower.

“You f****g m***on, Edwin!” he cried, each word more frantic than the last. “You’re a fool! A b***dy fool! Take! Her! Home!”

Beside me, Edwin shifted back into his human form. His eyes were full of barely contained fury, his hands balled up into tight white fists at his sides, the lines of his shoulders taut and hard.

“How could you do this, Axel?” His voice was hardly more than a low growl. “We’re family. You’re betraying your own blood.”

Axel laughed-a cold, jagged sound that sent shivers skittering down my spine despite my preparations. It was the laugh of someone who no longer cared about right or wrong. Fiona had been one thing, a brainwashed pawn of Coldclaw, but Axel.

Axel was just evil. Cruel. Hateful.

“Family? Don’t insult me with that word, Edwin,” he spat out as if the words were venom on his tongue. “The Brooks were never a family. All we’ve ever been were enemies, clawing at one another to try to get on top.”

“Maybe you,” Edwin growled. “Maybe Mother and Father and Malakai. But not me. Not Eliza. Not-”

off with his

me. You were always weak. I should have been Alpha, but because you were older, you got the position instead.” His eyes glittered with a dangerous light as he turned to look

in the pit of my

Pack.

in disgust. “Coldclaw will never be a pack, Axel,” Edwin practically laughed. “Don’t be ridiculous. And even if it were possible

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leave mine. “Because I beg to differ. Once I have the Silver Wolf as my Luna, then no

didn’t flinch. Instead, I lifted my chin, silently daring him to try and take me as

were waiting in the trees moved forward. Rogues in various states-mangy-looking wolves, half-dressed men and

voice ripple down the bond, bringing with it a sense of calm. “But

nod. Edwin and I had talked about this-about making me appear terrified, weak, defenseless. Desperate. All of which

I pulled my shoulders inward, as if curling myself away from the oh-so-terrifying rogues.

I took a step forward, “Audrey, no! Don’t do this! Not for

his face. “Ah. Smart girl,” he purred. “You heard her, Edwin. You get

brother back.”

as she untied his restraints and shoved him roughly toward us. Peter stumbled across the clearing, his legs barely supporting

his voice a mere whisper as he reached for me with hands. “Don’t…

the knot in my throat, forcing myself to look away, blinking back the tears that threatened to blur my vision.

you have

closer, his breath hot and rancid against my ear. “Don’t worry, little

brief moment, my control faltered, and I couldn’t suppress the snarl that ripped through my throat. My fangs bared, and I felt the familiar burn behind my eyes as they flared with the heat

“I’m not a thing.”

chuckled, amused. “Oh, she’s feisty. I like that. She’ll make a good

back. Good

face fell. My

was already dragging me away, pulling me toward the dark outline of

Peter, and fight off Axel, Fiona, and the rogues together. Peter was on the verge of death. We couldn’t spare

the snow. “Wait! You promised

tilting slightly as he looked down at me, his lips twisting into a cruel

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