#Chapter 189 – Unexpected Terror

I stare down at Victor at my feet and then, wild, uncomprehending, I look up into the room beyond him.

There, at the door –

An absolute nightmare come true. I blink, unbelieving – it can’t be possible –

But then the nightmare speaks, my own name on its lips.

“Evelyn,” Joyce says, smirking as he steps forward. “So gracious of you, to distract him while I took aim.”

I gasp, my mind still reeling, and then I fall to my knees, taking Victor’s face in my hands. He groans, his eyes pressed closed –

“Victor,” I murmur, looking all over him – I can’t see a wound anywhere –

But of course, his back was to me when Joyce shot –

Unthinking, I pull Victor forward and he cries out in protestation against the movement. I look over his back and yes – there –

Blood is seeping, thick and heavy, from between the edges of his body armor.

“You,” I growl, the wolf raising inside me, fixing my eyes on Joyce, who stands over us now. “I am going to kill you, Joyce –“

“Careful, Evelyn,” Joyce says, lifting his gun so that it’s level with my face. “You wouldn’t want your children to see both of their parents shot dead today, would you?” My body goes still. I know he has me trapped, but my lips still pull back from my bared teeth.

“Joyce,” my mother says, coming forward a step. But she stops when he fixes her with his gaze.

“That was a pretty speech you made a few moments ago, Mrs. Walsh,” he says casually. “I caught the tail end of it as I was coming through the door, after Victor so helpfully cleared the path for me.”

My mother says nothing, and Joyce’s gun is still aimed at my face, so I can’t move to see her expression.

Joyce continues. “It’s unfortunate that there’s not an ounce of truth to it.

Joyce had been pretending breaks when he says that last

out on the ground next to my mother. “I have long been the

Emma say, her voice breaking, and my hearing is attuned enough to every change in the room that I

shut up,” he snaps, glaring at her with a bare hatred I haven’t seen on his face in a

continues, but I hear no more steps forward. “What’s the point of all of this? You have lost. You don’t have a

says, glaring at her. “You see, while Victor succeeded in getting into this room, he never broke the siege on this house. He only got

had assumed – we all had assumed that it was over

is muffled. Someone has put a hand over his mouth.

or, even more, to look back

my eyes, listening hard

he even

up in panic.

that I’ve taken out Victor, his sons will inherit his pack. And

help the groan that escapes my lips at this news, this

efforts, Emma,” Joyce says, his voice light.

mother gasp behind me as she figures out

has worked out neatly in my favor. As

the room. “Betas!” he commands. I glance away from Joyce to see a pack of Betas enter the room – some of the same ones who were in here earlier, planning with my father. I see the surprise register on their

says, still smiling that twisted smile down at me, “and put him

on top of him. I can’t help myself – it was probably stupid to make a sudden move, knowing there’s a gun pointed at me, but I didn’t even

groan of pain as I do so – thank god,

around me and delivering

the sharp pain that sets my ribs on fire. “Joyce!” I

cruelty. You’d think I’d have learned by now. I see his intentions

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