Bride of the Cursed Alpha (Auren and Lucien) novel Chapter 207

Chapter 207

Third POV

Tulip’s face turned ashen white. Seeing Harison in the grip of shadows, she panicked. “Who are you?” she whispered, her eyes fixed on her mate who was standing still as the shadows continued to grasp him tighter by the second.

Selothis chuckled. “That’s none of your concern. But you’re wasting my time. Tell me Tamara’s address, and I’ll leave Harison.”

Panic warred with anger. Anger won. “If you know that I’m a bear, then you should know not to mess with me.” Her arms rippled with hair and her claws extended.

Harison let out a scream as the shadows clenched him so tight that he couldn’t breathe. He felt like he was going to break into two.

“Leave him!” Tulip snarled. “That’s my mate! If you harm even a hair on his body, I swear to Veles, I am going to kill you so fast you wouldn’t know what happened!”

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Selothis let out a low, dark laugh. “You are delaying. If you give me the address now, I will leave him. Immediately. And don’t mess with my patience. I’m already on the edge.”

She clenched her teeth hard. Harison was getting paler by the second. “Okay!” she rasped, feeling like she was dying with her mate. The pain was too much to bear.

The shadows loosened around Harison, and he collapsed to the ground. He was on his haunches as he gasped and panted to breathe. But the shadows still swirled around him, pulsing, threatening to coil him in their grip.

“Tamara is a werewolf, and she lives in the Shadowfang pack. Her father is Alpha Lucien!” Tulip gave the information, staring at Harison.

Selothis’s lips curled up. “That was nice,” he said and snapped his fingers. The shadows uncoiled around Harison and Tulip darted to him.

“Harison?” she croaked. “Are you okay?”

He nodded, coughing and spluttering. She shot a dark glare at Selothis as he passed by them. Suddenly, he stopped and asked, “Which pack does Alpha Matt belong to?”

“Everflame,” she hissed, wanting him to leave immediately.

Selothis chuckled dryly. He walked out of the room, the shadows following him. But just as he exited, he snapped his fingers again. How could he leave two witnesses who had seen his true face and what he could do as a God? The shadows rejoiced in his command. They rushed back to Tupil and Harison. Before he closed the door behind him, he heard screams of the two of them. He savored those blood–curdling screams for a while and then walked back to his building. He knew that by the time he would be a few meters away from Tulip’s house, the two would be dead. He tsked. “What a pathetic end of mates…” And then he walked satisfied, humming a tune of death. “I’ll be soon there for you, Tamara. You’re my salvation.”

He arrived at his building and summoned all his followers. All of them assembled by midnight as some came from far places. All of the were waiting for him to come and address them about the reason for calling them all in such urgency. They waited for a long time before he came out. As soon as he was out, he took a deep breath in.

“I’ve summoned you alt tonight for a reason,” he said, his voice booming in the main hall. “We will be going to a place called Shadowfang. You won’t find the spot on the map of the world, but it’s a little place where I have found our perfect sacrifice. However, she is surrounded by powerful people. You all have to help me to get to her or get her to me. Are