Chapter 47: Through the Front Door

Rowan

“We’re not that far from the castle, Rowan,” Dad said sternly as he bent to tie his boots. He looked up at me, catching my annoyed expression.

“It would be faster if we shifted-”

“And show up naked to confront whoever’s in the castle right now? No, I think not.”

He did have a point.

I surrendered, leaning against a tree as the rest of the warriors caught up to us, their backs heavy with sacks full of supplies. Dad had said in passing that he meant to take over again, but I hadn’t believed it at the time. Seeing the warriors outfitted for battle made a hard lump form in my throat. We were actually going to do this…

It wasn’t long before we reached the outskirts of the castle grounds. I could see it rising out of the darkness, amber colored light spilling from several windows.

We crouched in the tall grass, Dad motioning for us to move forward a few feet at a time, the group of us spread wide across the field.

“Do you think Maeve is being held in the castle?” I whispered. Dad shook his head, his eyes shining in the moonlight.

“No, she wouldn’t be here. They are holding her somewhere less obvious.”

I opened my mouth to question his thinking, but he held his hand up to quiet me. We moved forward.

Suddenly, a shout came from somewhere near the castle, then laughter. I held my breath and winced as a woman began to scream, pleading with whoever was laughing. I winced, my fingers digging into the earth beneath me as I tried to maintain my composure.

Dad motioned to one of the warriors, who took off through the grass towards the noise. I heard a whooshing sound, then a cracking thump.

The woman was crying, gulping for air as she sobbed a desperate thanks.

“Come on, let’s move,” Dad said, crouching as he walked through the grass, leading up closer to the castle.

“What was that?” I asked.

“I don’t know. I don’t care. We just can’t risk anyone seeing us approach,” he answered.

“How are we going to get inside?”

“Through the front door, of course.”

I stopped, gaping at him. “What?”

“This is my castle, remember?” He gave me a knowing look, his eyes flaming with long subdued fury.

He wasn’t wrong. He was just going to waltz in like he owned the place, apparently

I had heard stories about my father, but those stories didn’t reflect the man I knew. It seemed I was going to meet the man from the stories tonight, however

the castle. Dad led the way as we approached the door, and opened it

The front hall was dimly lit by lanterns placed in

aren’t they using power?”

the entire city of Mirage and inadvertently drained the power banks while doing so,” Dad said loudly, his voice booming with purpose and echoing through the front hall. “They don’t know how to

sounded in one of the hallways. They were light, their

shining in the lantern light.

you?”

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she said hotly, tilting her chin towards dad and giving

Alpha of Greenbriar-”

husband is dead,” she replied, pouting her lip sarcastically. Then she laughed again, a shrill sound that

his voice harboring an edge of

one? The dead one, or the

Alpha,” Dad ground out, his

Damian, you might have heard

sultry smile that made my stomach

you

the causal manner in which

his schedule?” She giggled, walking a circle around

face beginning to twist

he is,” she said, leaning into his ear, “if first

catching her off guard. But her

wide smile. He threw her

castle, find

in several different directions as they spread out. I stood next to Dad, looking down at the

she said weakly, blood dripping from the corner

asked sharply, not bothered by the fact that the woman’s head had smacked against the stone floor during her

knows.

water? What do

he has something Damian needs. Romero gave it to the breeder. He needs-he needs

she dying?” | asked, looking

looking down at the woman as her head slumped to the side. She was still breathing,

castle and Dad stilled, his eyes focusing on the stairs. Someone up above screamed,

his face etched

“What”

clothes torn and tattered as he came to a dead stop on the

It was

yelled, squaring my shoulders, then quickly changing my mind as wolves started pouring down the stairs, jumping over the

shifted, bursting through the seams and flexing my scruff as the wolves came to stop before

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his great, black coat standing on end as he lowered his head and bared his teeth,

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