DAMON
We all turned our heads to look in the direction of the voice just in time to see the Falcon walk in with her six bodyguards behind.
Something looks different about her. I exchanged looks with Mother while Cathy reached for my hands under the table. I was certain everyone could sense the aura around her.
“He knows” There was temporary silence as she sat on the floor with her legs crossed underneath her.
“Who? Know about what?” Mother asked, breaking the weird silence that had ensued.
“The collector…”
Catherine holds on to my hands and tightens.
“…He knows I am here and that I am a she” She looks around us with her opaque eyes. “And if I know the collector as much as I think I do, he’d come seeking blood”
“…why”
“…what?”
“…when?”
It was like a sword sliced through the silence that had spellbound us as everyone began speaking all at once.
“So what are we going to do?” Cathy’s calculated voice pierced through the commotion
“We?” the Falcon spat out, her anger so visible that for a moment there was a glint of light in her eyes
“It's an I problem now. He thought he killed everyone including the Falcon when he set my town and people ablaze.” the anger replaced by pain “…he had just realized he failed and he doesn't like to fail. So he would be back. For me.” she closed her eyes and gave a strange sound.
“We could help too, you know” I wasn't about taking my chances.
What if he comes for My mate again?
For Cathy??
The thought sent a wild rage within me, I would die before I let that happen.
“We are going to help!” It was an order. The finality in my tone reverberates through the room.
The Falcon opens her opaque eyes.
Faye and Ryder nodded in agreement. Mel raises her brows, a grin playing on her lips. Like me, she was always excited about war -just war.
We are truly our father’s children after all.
“But how?” mother asked with worry.
“I need to rest” Dismissing mother’s question, she stands and walks away with her bodyguard.
“But really? How are we going to help?” Mellisa asked after the room’s atmosphere was back to normal.
“We could plant….”
I stood up blocking Ryder’s suggestions and the rest of them from my thoughts. I began pacing.
Who mates someone without fighting their enemies?
“Don't be silly” my inner Wolf laughed “The least you could do is be grateful that she wasn't dead before you found her, Alphaaa” emphatically stressing the last word
“Are you mocking me?” I snarled
“Be it far from me” he apologized sarcastically and went to settle at the back of my head.
“You okay?” her voice laced with concern cut through my train of thought.
I look beside me to see Cathy standing close to me, a hand placed on my arm.
“You okay?” she repeated, looking up into my eyes
I slightly nodded as my heart fluttered.
This woman here would be my undoing.
“What was it Ryder was saying?” wrapping both hands around her waist and bringing her close to me. In all this chaos, I was happy I had a gift of sanity in person.
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