Semua Bab Alpha of Alphas - The Lycan's Impossible Mate: Bab 171 - Bab 180

We drive straight through the night. At one point, we stop for another bathroom break. At least the toilets here are slightly cleaner and I feel less gross about the simple process of peeing. It’s freezing cold, and a biting wind whips through the toilets, nipping at every bit of exposed skin it can find. Claire is much more subdued when she takes us to the lonely toilet, paying no attention to the weary eyes of the homeless woman in the corner, trying her best to hide from the approaching frost. Unfortunately, the homeless woman isn't as content as Claire to just ignore the situation. “Here now,” the toothless old woman says, and struggles to her feet. “What you be doing with those two girls?” Claire takes a gun out of her jacket and shoots the woman point blank between the eyes. The boom echoes in the loud room. For a moment, I hear nothing else, and my ears start ringing. Tully lets out a scream I can't hear and jumps in my arms. The smell of gunpowder and blood and piss hangs h

Kane's POVStealing myself, I push open the door to my apartment. The smell of incense and candle wax hits me square between the eyes. Our mothers had drawn their magical runes on the hardwood and set up candles in a circle around it. Usually, something like this would anger me, but now isn’t the time to get pissy about a ruined floor. “Anything?” I ask.“No. They’re using a powerful cloaking spell,” Narcissa answers.“What about Adare? Maybe they didn’t think to cloak him as--”“They did,” my mother interrupts, holding up my son’s blanket. “There’s nothing. I’m sorry, we can’t find them.”I should have expected it. The Templars are thorough. “It doesn’t matter. I’ll find her my way.”“And what way is that?” Narcissa asks.“The violent way. Make sure to blow out the candles before you leave.” I walk past them to the bedroom, purposefully avoiding the cot and our cold, empty bed.As quickly as I can, I pack a bag, grab a second tote, and wordlessly rush past our mothers to my office wh

Kane's POV“Kane!” Glenn shakes my shoulder, trying to bring me back to the real world. “Wake up!”Oh Goddess, no, I don’t want to. I want to stay here with Willow, safe in our little bubble, but deep down I know it’s a bad idea. I can see her, even touch her, but I can’t feel her soft skin or her comforting warm body in my arms.“Kane! Wake up, man.”Saying goodbye to her is one of the most difficult things I have ever had to do, but staying in the make-believe world with her won’t benefit either of us. Still, I can’t help being a little annoyed when Glenn shows up and pulls me back. “What is it?” I snap.“Did you fall asleep?”Did I? I don’t think so, but I’m not sure. “I don’t know,” I finally say, “but Dario was keeping a lookout. Willow…connected with me.” I frown, trying to figure out exactly what happened. “Suri found Dario, and our wolves did something…I don’t know. She said we were in a dream.”“Here you go.” Glenn hands me a take-away box with fish and chips. “She did it bef

“Willow,” someone says and gently touches my shoulder. “Wake up.” For a moment, I’m sure it’s Kane. For a split second, I forget that I’m locked up Goddess only knows where, that I’m all alone with my wolf suppressed and my magic cut off. I moan softly and push my face into the pillow. The smell of it reminds me that I’m not home. “What?” I ask, my voice muffled. “It’s time.” I lift my head and look at Lester. He’s blurry, and I can’t quite focus on him. I rub my eyes and try again, but he’s like a mirage, shimmering in the room. “What's wrong with you? What magic are you using?” “Nothing. We slipped a little something into your food…just to keep you compliant. It won’t harm you.” Stupid. I’m so stupid. I should have known they’d do something like that sooner or later. I’d get angry, but I can’t. “Baby?” “He’s fine. It won’t affect your milk. I made sure. Come on, honey, up you get--” he slips his hands under me and pulls me into a sitting position --“the drugs make it hard, I kn

Kane's POV Something’s not right here, and I should have known sooner. Everything's wrong. We should hear some humans, meet greater resistence than a few mindless zombies. So far, it's almost been too easy. “Kane,” Zael says. “What are you waiting for? Call in your wolves.” “No.” I turn to Zael. “I’ll be sending them to their deaths.” “Well, they’re all we have, unless--” I shake my head and hold up my hand. “Listen,” I say aloud before I mind link with Glenn. “Can you hear anything? It’s very quiet for a human residence. Too quiet.” “They must be using some kind of magic though, right?” Glenn asks in return. “But Zael could hear them earlier. When we were outside.” “Shit,” Zael mutters. “We are idiots.” “No. We’re just desperate.” Glenn frowns at me, just like Alhora frowns at Zael. “It’s a trap,” I go on in my chancellor's head. "They have us right where they want us. We need to leave. Right now." “Quietly,” Zael says so softly that no human would ever hear him. We slip out