Mated To My Mate's Worst Enemy (ARIA) novel Chapter 430

Chapter 430

ARIA

Eight months of Shadowmere. Eight months of mobile phones and walkie-talkies and nobody casually shifting and the training yard having specific concrete reinforcements. Eight months of Amber’s wink and Martha’s kitchen and Margo appearing from nowhere with documentation and Elite’s efficiency benchpressing and the rope in the cabinet.

All of it built on top of a pack that had been, for three years, protecting itself and its Alpha while an Alpha’s wolf deteriorated in a. locked den broadcasting violence through a connection they’d ultimately had to sever.

“The mindlink being broken,” I said. “It’s still broken.”

“Yes,” Nina said.

“And the wolf,” I said. “Kael’s wolf. The two entities still aren’t fully integrated.”

“The bond helped,” Jordan said. “When you bonded with Kael and broke the curse – the two of them came closer together. The human and the wolf. But closer isn’t complete. The integration is ongoing. The wolf is more stable than it was during the curse. But

“But with Ivory gone,” I said.

They both went quiet.

“The wolf remembers what Ivory meant to him during the curse years,” Nina said carefully. “When the human consciousness was barely present, when everything was deteriorating, Ivory was the consistent point. The wolf recognized her. Accepted her. She was the one thing the wolf protected rather than threatened.” She looked at the door. “With her gone – taken by people the wolf registered as threat last night on the lower slope-”

“The deterioration,” I said.

“Not the curse,” Jordan said quickly. “The curse is broken. This isn’t the curse returning. But the wolf’s response to significant threat or loss when the integration is already incomplete-”

From inside the office, a sound.

Not voices. Not the sound of someone moving around. The sound of something hitting the wall from the inside — not the deliberate controlled impact of Kael putting holes in training concrete. The involuntary sound of something contained in a space that was becoming too small for it.

Nina was on her feet before I’d processed the sound, her hand going to the door. Not to open it- she pressed her palm flat against it and said his name through the wood.

“Kael.”

The sound from inside changed.

“Kael. It’s Nina. I’m here.” Her voice was the older one – not the security chief, the person who’d grown up in the same trouble with the same people and was still here twenty years later. “I’m right outside. Jordan’s here. We’re not going anywhere.”

Another sound from inside. Then quiet.

Then the specific quality of something pulled back from an edge.

“The wolf,” I said quietly to Jordan while Nina kept her hand on the door. “He said on the lower slope – when the wolf went to Ivory in the clinic, he said the wolf’s older attachments lead in threat response.”

“Yes,” Jordan said.

“And right now the threat is Ivory being gone,” I said.

“Yes,” Jordan said.

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