Chapter 429: Lucas: Pip (II)

LUCAS

Pip is terrified, but she has answers. Answers we need.

Acting like a bully to a child isn't on my top list of things I wanted to do today, but there are too many lives at stake.

My feet sink into crusted snow as I step toward the tiny Fae. Her purple hair stands out against the white backdrop, making her look even more fragile as she cowers, crouching low with her hands over her head.

She thinks she's going to die.

Forgive me, Moon Goddess.

My fingers close around her throat, lifting her to eye level. Her feet dangle, chains jingling. "Choose a side. Now."

Pip's face turns red, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her hands clutch at my wrist, but she's too weak to break free. The sound of her sobbing pierces the air, and my stomach turns.

Aurum growls inside my head. He has no sympathy for those he's deemed the enemy, even a child.

A child who could get our entire pack killed.

But the sight of her crying, the way her tiny body trembles—this isn't what an alpha should do. This isn't what a leader should be, a bully of children.

"The New Order," I say, keeping my voice steady despite my disgust at myself. "What are they?"

Pip's sobs quiet. She blinks at me through wet lashes, her expression shifting from terror to... confusion. Her eyebrows scrunch together as she sniffles again.

"It's the New Order." She says it like I've asked her what color the sky is. Like the answer should be obvious.

My grip tightens slightly, until I remember she's just a kid. Maybe a hundred-year-old kid, but the visual's still there. "That's not an answer."

voice comes out scratchy, and she claws at my hands. "It's just... the New Order. Everyone knows that." The way she says it,

"Explain."

breath, but my hand stays at her throat—a warning rather than a threat

didn't submit. They're everywhere." Despite her fear, there's a faint condescension in her words as she asks,

of sass for someone who genuinely thinks I might

Aurum still sounds as if he's ready to eat her on command, though; not

I demand, ignoring

flutters beneath my palm, kicking up a little

what do

order?" She swallows hard against my grip. "They're

you work for

resist. We don't follow their

eyes narrow. Considering the situation, it's hard to believe she wouldn't be part of this

grocery list. "Everyone has to be tagged. Everyone

supernatural registration, hierarchical control—so, this New Order

Pip's voice wavers despite her attempt at bravado. Her chin

throat. A deep sigh escapes me as the weight of her words settles into my bones. "Why were you heading to The Rejects if you're not working with

between me and my pack, lingering on each wolf before snapping away. Every time she looks at Vester, she flinches. The chains on her clothes jingle with each nervous

you—" She swallows hard. "Are you friends with the

Jericho's empty

"Yes."

floods her features, followed by a spark of pride that straightens her spine. "I was

us both—this child has no

of an emergency system. But why

pull her toward the spot where we found the button. My boot sweeps away dead branches and snow until the device sits exposed. "This. Is this what

as she leans forward, purple hair falling across her face. Her

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