Chapter 186

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Xochitl

“What is that?” Rock says looking down at the small bag I have slung over my shoulder.

“I’m going back to the capital with you,” I say.

“No you’re not. You have to teach Low to master his abilities.”

“I will. Once I come back. I’ve already arranged everything with Aria.”

He raises a silver brow. “There is no need. Besides, I need you here.”

“You need someone who’s going to watch your back.”

Goddess my voice sounds strained even to me.

“Xo,” his tone gets softer, affectionate. Filled with the paternal warmth I would only accept from him. “I have the others. Lowden is the future. He needs you here more than ever. My family needs you.”

I hear the plea in his voice and it breaks me in two.

I can’t lose him.

I can’t lose anyone else.

But if I go, I’m risking the children.

My wolf scrapes his claws against the floor of my mind. He is certain they are the true targets.

And I’m inclined to believe him.

All this confusion.

All the bloodshed and murder.

It reminds me of a chess game.

And right now, Aria is the queen.

I look into Rick’s eyes seeing the determination and exhaustion there.“You sensed it too?”

“I did.”

Two words that change everything except the weight in my chest.

He must sense the difficulty because he cups the back of my head like he used to when I was a pup.

“I wouldn’t ask you to stay if I didn’t think it was best for you.”

“Pretty words to spare a soldier,” I say, unwilling to allow the tightness of my chest to make me weak.

“You were always more, you know that,” he says so softly I almost miss the pain in his admission.

Suddenly the front door to the guest cabin opens and Thomas steps in.

Rick gives my head one last caress before turning his attention to the head healer.

Thomas’ posture is unusually rigid as his eyes flick down to the bag strapped to my shoulder.

“I’ve prepared a few tinctures for your trip. They should help to give you an extra burst of speed and adrenaline. There are also a few for wound care should you need it on your journey.”

“Thank you Thomas. That is quite thoughtful. And thank you for taking care of my Xo.”

Thomas’ eyes flash.

My eyes widened on the old man.

What the hell is he playing at?

“Well, see you boys around.” He turns to me, “ I’ll be calling for an update, “he calls out to me.

The silence is deafening.

My wolf wants to press up against Thomas in a way we haven’t been able to since the bomb incident but I know better.

And I’m not in a hurry to prove how weak I am for this male.

“Going somewhere,” he asks in that steady emotionless voice.

I look down at my bag. “Not anymore.”

“Is that your decision or is it under his request?”

The way Thomas says his makes it sounds like a curse.

“So what if it is?” I snap.

He air between us tights, growing dense with frustration and …something.

Something hot and elemental. Hungry, Dangerous.

One minute we’re staring each other down and the next he’s in my space. My bag slips from my arms as my back hit the wall.

His low menacing growl is a sensual threat.

But it’s the hand fisting my hair in a gesture of ownership that has my wolf baring his teeth.

“Get your hands off me?” I growl snapping my teeth.

His wolf shines in his eyes, staring down mine. Daring me to challenge him.

“Why? You didn’t seem to have a problem with my hands on you before he came. Just who is Rick to you?”

My anger slips a fraction at the implication.

I blink. “Are you…are you jealous?”

He doesn’t answer but the muscle on his jaw ticks.

If I were more of a bastard I’d probably let him squirm but the thought of him thinking Rick and I are anything even remotely sexual makes me nauseous.

“Answer my question.” His voice is filled with menace.

“He’s like a father to me. “ He searches my eyes, looking for the truth in my words. I push against his chest. “Are you happy? Now, let me go.”

“No.”

The word is a rumble of pleasure as he brings hisputh down on mine and pushes his hips into mine pinning me against the wall.

I fight the hold for all of three seconds before the feeling of him weakens my defenses and all I can think about is getting him closer.

Letting him in deeper.

Hisouth is an inferno, a leash pulling me deeper into the freedom of his control.

“Wait, Thomas, please,” I pant as he kisses down the column of my neck, mouthing at my adams apple.

“I’ve waited long enough,” he says, reaching inside my pants and fisting my swollen cock. “I wanted to rip his hands from his body every time he touched you.”

He bites my shoulder, licking the sting when he unlatches from it.

“And when you touched him,” he shreds my shirt with his claws, “All I could think about is fucking you until nothing mattered but have my dick inside you.”

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