Chapter 106
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Ex-hunters
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Ex-hunters Kade
Barric drags a hand over his jaw.
“We can argue later.
The point is, they know things we don’t.”
“They’re hunters,” another Alpha snaps.
“How the hell are we supposed to trust them?”
“They’re ex-hunters,” Theo says.
“ And the only reason Kane was taken out and we got to trap the assembly and lessen their ranks.”
Ronan finally speaks.
“Enough. There isn’t a person here who has a leg to stand on. We were all enemies. We all attacked each other, battled at one point or another, and now we stand together. We don’t have the luxury of pride right now. They’ve proven themselves by risking their lives to save my wolves, my mate.”
Roana meets the gaze of every male in the room, his dominance thick in the air.
That shuts several mouths.
Ronan continues, “And if they’re willing to help, as Elliot said, we’d be stupid not to use every advantage we have.”
“I’ll concede to that,” Ben states.
Ronan’s gaze shifts toward Aria.
Because even now, after everything, her opinion matters more than anyone to us.
Aria exhales slowly.
I feel the hesitation in her.
Feel the fear to drag her friend into something she won’t come back out of.
The emotion hardens, and she nods.
“We should get them.
Understand completely what we’re up against.”
“Barric, can you go get Hazel and Ransom?”
Barric gets up and leaves.
Elliot’s eyes brighten, and Liam shifts in his seat.
This should be interesting.
***
The doors open fifteen minutes later.
Hazel walks in first.
Her sharp green eyes guarded as she moved through the room.
Ransom follows beside her, calm, almost uncaring, as he swaggers in.
Protective in that effortless way that never fails to make hackles rise.
It’s the kind of confidence that says he isn’t intimidated by anyone in the room.
His cousin stays close.
Like he’s anchoring her.
Or she’s anchoring him.
Hard to tell.
Liam stands near the wall.
Silent mountain of muscle and violence.
His attention on her like they are the only two in the room.
Fuck, that intensity is enough to make me squirm.
I’m surprised she’s managing to ignore it.
“You called,” she says humorously as she addresses Aria.
“Yes.
We wanted to get your expertise and opinions on the hunters and assembly issue.”
“Cute sparks,” Ransom says, “You mean your harem of men finally decided to take the obvious course of action and come get a history lesson.”
Aria tries and fails to hold in a smile, and a chorus of growls sounds around the room.
I really fucking hate how much Aria likes this male, my wolf says.
Not forgetting the date she once went on with him.
“Well, that too,” Aria teases.
“Come sit she points to two chairs beside her.”
Hazel takes the seat on my left, and Liam narrows his eyes.
I give him a shit-eating grin.
Before Ransom can take his seat, Elliot grabs his wrist and pulls the male towards him.
“You always have a seat with me.”
He pointedly looks at his lap.
“Fuck off,” Ransom says.
In a flash, he’s holding a knife to Elliot’s throat.
Everyone tenses.
“I love how feisty you are, princess,” Elliot says, interest and desire flashing in his eyes.
For a moment, it doesn’t look like Elliot will let go.
The weird fucker.
But then he shrugs and uncurls his fingers from Ransom’s wrist slowly.
Ransom pulls the blade back, pocketing it.
Hazel shakes her head.
“Can we do something about the rabid one?” She asks Ronan.
Ransom sits beside her, avoiding looking at Elliot.
“Elliot,” Ronan says.
“How about we focus on why we’re here.”
Elliot makes a non-committal sound.
And for the life of me, I cannot stop hearing the word princess.
My mouth twitches.
So do several others around the table.
God’s.
The giant hunter doesn’t exactly scream princess in the traditional sense.
But begrudgingly, I have to admit he is good-looking.
Beautiful even.
Thanks, Elliot.
Now that’s all I’ll think about when I look at the male.
“Kade,” Aria she elbows me playfully.
I glance at her.
She’s fighting a smile.
Damn, mate bond.
I clear my throat.
“We want to get your perspective on the hunters and assembly alliance. What are we missing?”
Hazel thinks for a moment.
“I think it might be best to start at the beginning.”
Ransom exchanges a look with Hazel.
“The Assembly reached out to the hunters with the promise of separation.
A mutual goal.
There is a paper-thin alliance at best.
From what I saw, the assle ly needed the technology the hunters developed at a vessel for the magic they possessed.
And the Hunters desired those same means.
But each side is pretending to the other.
As far as the assembly knows, they give the orders and the hunters follow.”
“And the hunters?” I ask.
“They collect information on shifters. On their weakness. You see, they do want the separation, but they want it so they can round up all the shifters, and then they can eliminate them for good.”
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