Chapter 180
Chapter 180
The constant warnings. Telling me he is dark, that I should be scared of him. That I will one day hate him. How he talks about Neah changing. I let go of him. “You think you will be dragged back to that life?
I hold my breath, waiting for his answer.
‘I used to. Everyday was a fight.”
“You don’t anymore?” I ask in a whispered tone.
“Not since you.”
I feel my heart skip a beat. The only other person that said something was because of me, was Salem. He had wanted a blood bond. To align himself with my pack. Only he wasn’t a Wolf. How would that have worked? I mean I knew Lycans could blood tie themselves to each other, because of Neah and her first mate. But between a Wolf and a Lycan? Was that even possible?
I let go of Dane, shuffling myself off the bed and holding on to the dresser to keep myself upright. “Really? You are thinking about my brother now?” He mutters, having read my mind
“He wanted a blood bond. We were supposed to have completed it but then… then he found out about Dane.” I shake my head. “I would have had to
bow to Trey and Cassandra. They really fucked things up for us all. “Then you had a lucky escape and for that. I am extremely grateful
I see the lustrous look in his eyes. The desire to prove that I’m his and his alone. “And let me remind you why.”
His lips graze mine as his hands grip my waist. He lifts me up onto the dresser, nuzzling in against my neck as he positions himself between my thighs.
“You smell so good.” He murmurs against my skin before nipping me, “But you will have to wait.”
“For what?” I gasp in annoyance.
Less than a second later, there is a thundering knock on the door and I catch my brother’s scent. His timing was absolutely shite. “I know you are in there Damien!
Damien gives me another quick kiss and moves to the door, letting in Dane. “How can I help?” Damien muses, looking back at me as I desperately clamp my thighs together, waiting for my arousal to disappear.
“I need you to talk to Neah.”
“The conversation didn’t go well then?” Damien asks
“She is hormonal, she is angry, she thinks I’ ‘nebullshitting her or rather Nyx does. She has always been’ one to listen to me. To accept my word as what it is. But this, she doesn’t want to know.” <
I watch Damien’s face harden. It was subtle, butit was there. I couldn’t™> read his mind yet, but I knew what he was: thinking, It was the one thing he was worried about, that we were toodate. ” ”
“Where is she?”
“Down the hall in our room.”
Damien begins to head in her direction when Eric starts shouting from downstairs, calling for help.
“I will go to Neah.” I murmur, getting off the dresser and reaching for my crutches. “Go see what’s wrong with Eric.”
The men hurry towards the stairs as I make my way to Neah’s room. She is curled up in the big chair in front of the window, cradling her small bump. She gives me a small smile.
“Did you hear Eric?”
She shakes her head, her blue eyes are full of that same sadness I saw when she first arrived in Black Shadow.
“Dane told you?” “He’s wrong, right. He has to be wrong. I wasn’t bitten. I…..” she sighs heavily “Damien has spoken a little bit of it.” I mutter quietly, pulling the stool from her dresser over to her. “He is worried.
She frowns. “Dane said I sliced Roan open over and over.”
“You…you did 1 was confused, we had all beenthere, We had all seen what shehad done to him and no one had stopped her. It had gotten too mach for me that I buried my faceinto Damien’s armpit sai wouldn’t have to watch it.
“No. It was just three times.” “Neah, we were down there for hours.” She shuffles herself around on the chair until she is facing me properly. “Hours?”
“You don’t remember?”