I Bought A Male Escort, Turns Out He's The Lycan King (by lg savage) novel Chapter 225

Chapter 225

HUNTER

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The industrial district was a dead zone after all the workers went home. Only a handful of security guards remained on the operational sites, while the others stayed bathed in darkness, abandoned. It was north of the city, nearest to the dock, and the perfect place to set a trap. The only way to catch the traitors was to make them think they were winning.

A handful of streetlights stretched across the empty street below me, the dim light catching on broken glass and metal. Carter and a few others waited in the shadows across from the empty warehouse opposite me, just watching. There was enough magic in the air for my trap to be convincing-

The witch Carter found was actually decent; she’d followed the breadcrumbs easily, and much quicker than I’d anticipated. I’d thought I’d have longer with Kitty, at least to get a few words in that weren’t dictated by the state of my cock.

I crouched on the roof of an old building, a glass recycling plant that had gone bust a few months before. I’d got back in record time, but there had been no movement. What were they waiting for?

It didn’t feel right. I’d used Justin as bait to catch Bronson and his people, but that slimy wolf hadn’t appeared yet.

‘Where’s Bronson?’ I asked through the mindlink.

‘Still no visuals,” Tanner responded immediately. We lost him as soon as he approached the woods between the docks and the warehouse. No one’s approaching from the south side.

My gaze swept the street again. It was too quiet despite the large groups waiting to ambush me. Even the distant hum from the docks felt muted, like the sound had been dampened. My beast stirred uneasily, pacing just beneath my skin, ready to act the second I gave the order.

‘Do you think he’s onto us?” Tanner asked after a pause.

‘No. Bronson’s too desperate.’

Not only him, but I could sense Carter’s desperation to find his son. Justin’s scent was here, and his ruined clothes. The alpha had been surprisingly distraught when he’d scented his son’s blood, considering his other son had left the kid to die without even looking back.

Besides, Bronson was getting impatient. The number of groups crossing the ancient forest proved it. And that unprovoked attack on April. The new kids I’d detained broke before they’d even been interrogated. One cried, one shook so hard his words were jumbled, and the other was already convinced we were going to kill them.

They’d give routes, names, and two meeting places. And the name of the dead alpha.

Carter moved restlessly behind the tree trunk until he finally shifted into his human form. A woman hid near him, her eyes on the abandoned warehouse.

“When are we going in?” he asked the woman. “I can smell a lot of his blood; he needs help now,”

“We don’t move without an order,” the woman whispered.

Carter’s jaw locked, but he didn’t argue. Was Bronson powerful enough to make a strong alpha like him submit without question? Unease crawled over my skin again. This wasn’t submission, it was control.

A twig snapped under someone’s foot. My head snapped around to the sound, catching movement close to Carter. Was this it? The second Bronson appeared and they moved, I’d grab all of them and reunite them with the missing kid. Then I could finally go home and think about Kitty’s reaction when she’d pushed me away.

A man appeared, gasping for breath as he leaned against a tree. Human, part of a coven, and that faint red haze covered him, too.

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“The fuck is wrong with you?” Carter hissed. “All that noise will lead them right to us.”

“Bad news,” the man said. “Those kids were taken alive.”

I’d leaked that information, too.

Several wolves shifted and quietly approached. I scented pain and anger in the air.

“Is it that woman again?” one of them asked.

“Bronson’s right. She’s out of control.”

“If that’s where she is, we should head there and finish it now,” another growled.

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“No point,” the woman next to Carter said. Her tone was bored, as if she thought the situation still wasn’t urgent. “They couldn’t get past the wards. I’ll need to head there myself to disable them.”

“But our kids could be dead,” someone growled. “And we’re just standing here.”

“Silence,” the woman said, finally showing something other than the cool detachment on her face. “We wait. No exceptions. Everyone knows what they’re fighting for.”

“But the Lycan King pulled the rug on this white wolf thing this morning. If we go after the Lordswood heiress, we’re the ones in shit.”

“Fiona, maybe we should-” Carter started.

“I said silence,” the woman hissed.

The wolves quietened and backed away. My gaze went back to the witch, Fiona. I’d already assessed her strength when I arrived, but now it didn’t make sense. She was only slightly stronger than a human. Why would all those alpha wolves treat her like she was stronger than them?

Because she wasn’t in charge.

The witch lifted her hand, her other hand clasped around a pendant I’d noticed straight away, muttering something. The magic flickered faintly around the warehouse. I’d made sure the fake wards around it were convincing enough that even the alphas would believe someone was trapped inside.

Fiona frowned faintly, her gaze drifting upwards.

Then the air shifted.

There was no sound or movement, just pressure against my skin It brushed my senses like cold air, subtle enough that I might have missed it if I wasn’t already on edge. The magic around the warehouse rippled, and then slowly, layer by layer, faded.

‘He’s here, I said in the mindlink.

Still no visuals, Tanner said.

The pressure came again, heavier this time. My beast stilled. What the hell was that? What could be so powerful that it could push against me that hard?

My gaze snapped to the street below as a fog slid towards us. I spread my senses to it, but nothing moved inside it, and there were no auras I could lock onto. The pressure deepened, stealing my breath, and my shadows uncoiled from under my feet, reacting to the threat instinctively.

Do you feel that?” Tanner asked in my mind.

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I couldn’t answer. The threat still wasn’t visible, yet my beast pushed forward, snarling softly inside me. We couldn’t strike, because there was nothing to strike. I’d fought whole covens before; there was always something to lock onto. A pulse, a direction, a scent. But now there was nothing.

Yet my instincts screamed that my life was in danger.

This thing, this presence, was just watching. Waiting.

‘No one moves,’ I said in the mindlink.

The pressure shifted again, and the fog thickened on the street just below me. My shadows spread wider, reacting before I did. They weren’t attacking; they were shielding me.

For the first time in a long time, something unfamiliar slid into my chest.

It was fear.

Because whatever was out there was strong enough that my beast didn’t want to fight it. He wanted me to run.

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