A Third
ZAIA.
The animalistic look in his eyes as his eyes rake over me, the hunger and passion that he’s unable to hide, makes me giddy and I hate it. Why does he have such an effect on me? It hurts and I just wish it didn’t…
It’s almost as if he’s about to grab me and I turn away quickly.
“Then get it tested, Valerie. Can you do this, please?” I ask. She’s smiling, clearly happy as she looks at Sebastian.
She has given it her all to find a cure for Sia and she had exhausted all avenues and had failed. No one blamed her, we were all stuck without a solution but she had been hard on herself.
She glances at me and nods vigorously. “Of course! It won’t take long,” she reassures me. His eyes are burning into me, and I look at the pouch in his hand.
“How sure are you that it’s the right thing?” I ask not bothering to look up at him.
“Pretty sure, but I also don’t want to risk it,” he says quietly.
“You risked everything for it. I really hope for our Sia that it is the antidote.” I say quietly.
My angel has been through far too much…
“If it isn’t…” Sebastian trails off, his threat hanging in the air, waves of rage rolling off him.
Not responding, I turn to Atticus. “Let’s go, we should meet the enemy on the front line… Mr King, please stay with them,” I say, looking at Aran, who has just reached us.
He nods slowly, “Take care of yourself Zaia, you’re injured.”
“Injured?” Sebastian asks sharply.
I smirk humourlessly as I turn my gaze on him. Those piercing blue eyes burn into mine, with concern I don’t need.
“It’s no big deal. I’m fine.” I reply, turning away from him.
“Be careful, they plan to overpower the big players and take over… They will target you both.” His deep, rugged voice comes.
“As they have been from the start. Let them come. My plan is exactly the same.” I counter quietly.
It takes my all to walk away without faltering. I want to be beside Sia. I wanted to be there holding my child, but the attacks are already coming with a vengeance and I need to protect.
my people…
Sia has Dad, Val, and Sebastian… I’m not able to help her anyway…
For a moment, I feel like a failure again, but I push it aside. Now is not the time for self-pity.
“We should wait for Valerie before we move to the front lines,” Atticus suggests. “The three of us together are stronger.”
“There’s no time. She’ll join us when she’s done. We need to take down those we can and try to find the other two Sable members.” I place a hand on my waist as we move closer to the conflict at the edge of the pack. I press a button on my earpiece. “If anyone sees the Sable members, you know what to do.”
With that said, I take a deep breath as I step forward looking at the commotion ahead. I touch my back pocket where the Moon Dust is safely tucked away.
When the time is right, I will pinpoint the leaders of the opposition and once I have taken care of them… the rest will all fall into place ever so nicely.
“Are you ready, Red?” Atticus asks with a small smirk.
“Always.” I raise my hands, palms upwards. My orange aura glows around me and my eyes burn orange as I hone in on the approaching hoard of the enemy’s men, ready to end this once and for all…
SEBASTIAN.
I watch her walk away, like always. She looks fucking sexy. Despite how serious the situation is, she still captures my attention. I force myself to turn to Valerie, who motions me to follow.
She breaks into a jog, and Dad and I follow.
There’s a deafening silence around us as we reach the safe house.
“He isn’t going in,” Dad says firmly as he looks at Valerie, who glances at me.
I raise my hands in surrender, before passing her the antidote. “That’s fine. Just… I need to know if it’ll work.”
It has to. Fuck at this moment a part of me is terrified that if this fails… everything I did was in vain…
“I’ll let you know as soon as I’ve checked it,”
Valerie says as she lets herself inside the safehouse leaving me alone with Dad.
“How did Zaia get hurt?” I ask the burning question that has been on my mind since I found out.
“In her confrontation with your mother, she was shot in the waist.”
I look up sharply, guilt and worry rushing through me. “She’s shot? But that was recent, and she’s out there fighting?” I ask, my heart thundering.
“Well, she is the Alpha. What did you expect her to do?” he replies coldly. “Even if it isn’t the best option, it is what she must do.”
I exhale in irritation, letting his words sink in. and the unspoken message in them loud and clear.
If I was here, as Alpha, she wouldn’t have to be the one leading this fight… I’ll join her the moment that Sia has that antidote…
“I was angry and upset when she left this pack, feeling as if she was the one who could fix you, but I can’t blame her after everything you keep doing. When will enough be enough?”
I let his remark about fixing me slide.
“What are you trying to say?” I ask, glaring ahead into the night as the sounds of the clash from all around surround us.
All I can think of is that she’s injured, fuck I need to go to her.
They want to get in, take over… overpower the Sublime, and kill them… Zade and Gaultier were raised as killing machines, and I don’t want Zaia facing them.
“That she was never in the wrong… I see that now… when will you fix things, Sebastian?
When will you stop her suffering?” His voice is quiet, and I mask my surprise at his concern for
Zaia.
Blaming another doesn’t make the fact I listened any less.”
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