Fighter 70

CHAPTER 70

Izzy stood in the living room tapping her high heels on the floor with her arms crossed waiting for us to answer her as she was getting angrier and angrier. "Well, this was fun. Not. I'll see ya later." I said, turning around and leaving.

I went straight for the front door and walked outside and down to my house. But when I went inside, I knew that there was someone inside.

I opened the door cautiously and I saw a teenage girl sitting on the couch, looking really upset.

So I opened the door even wider and Jacob was standing on the other side of the room with his arms crossed, keeping an eye on her.

"Please? Help me. He's kidnapped me." She pleaded.

"Did you tell your mother any of this?" I asked.

"No. You asked me not to." Jacob said.

"Good." I said, closing the door behind me.

"Who the hell are you people?" She asked.

"Nova. And you?" I asked.

"You're Wesley's daughter?" She asked, surprised.

"That's right. And I think we need to have a nice little chat." I said, sitting on the chair on the

other side of the room.

Jacob sat at the table and she looked between us, wondering how much trouble she was in right now. And if she could make a run for it.

"I wouldn't advise trying to run from me. I'll find you. No matter where you go." I said.

"How the hell did you know what I was thinking?" She asked.

"Because I'm f*****g psychic." I said. And she cowered back into the chair.

Jacob tried to hide his smile, but he wasn't doing a very good job of it.

"Alright. Here's the deal. Wesley just tried to have me killed. And then he was planning on

taking over the supernatural council. I'm sure that you're aware of that. I had you kidnapped so your mother would comply and then she was kidnapped and used against Wesley so he couldn't kill me. Do you understand?" I asked.

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so." She

you're not

"I didn't do anything."

a b***h and you wanted me dead so I wouldn't take over Wesley's pack when he stepped down. I'm his oldest, so his pack does rightfully belong to me. You're not

you. And don't think I won't. I heard the conversations that Wesley had on the phone before we went to New York. You're just as bad

walked to the kitchen to get a coffee

anything. But she had me

And that

to do with

will be here this afternoon. I think it might be best to keep them all separated." I

dungeon under

your parents or

"What do you suggest?"

just have to

That'll work."

Rory asked.

f*****g parents. The father that created

someone else's kid.

What a f*****g joke?

up like a f*****g dog." I snapped

basement and I

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the shooting range and we moved the single bed from the spare bedroom into that room as

that done by the afternoon but I had

on the door and then I dragged Rory

to the shooting range, she started screaming and

saying

in the dungeon under the packhouse but she wasn't going to

that Wesley was taken back to his hotel room before Camila

to follow. And the main one was not to

and tell her anything.

to remain in the dark

control and now I just had to figure out what the hell

the other.

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