Chapter 266
Chapter 266
“It’s a little more complicated than that. But she is working on it.”
He leans against the counter and my mind disappears into the gutter. It wasn’t intentional and I blame Eric for depriving me.
There’s a low growl from behind me. That warning once again. Eric’s hand on my stomach presses a little harder. A move to remind me that I was his. Abraxas ignores it, instead, pushing himself up and sitting on the countertop.
“It always is when it comes to packs. Much easier when you don’t have to care for anyone else.”
“This is a waste of time.” Eric mutters. “He’s not going to help us and we can’t give him what he wants. Let’s go!” He turns me towards the door.
“You sure about that, Blondie.”
When I look back, I see Abraxas grinning at him. “A lot of people will do things if it means they gain something from it, including me. I can help you find your damn Lycans. I can tell you the ones who are no longer Rogue and the ones who are, I get to kill those. You get what you want and in return, I get what I want”.
“What if we don’t have to go hunting?” I murmur. If he truly is capable of telling the difference, we won’t need to bother with blood of wolfsbane.
“Where’s the fucking fun in that?” He looked so disappointed by the idea.
“Come to the pack with us. And I will explain everything on the way.”
“I aint no pack lackie!”
“I thought you wanted to kill Rogues?!” Sometimes, having a mad man close by was better than having him far away and knowing about us.
Surprisingly, it takes less convincing than what I thought it would. That could be a bad sign, or maybe knowing that he could get a chance to kill loads of Rogues is what tipped the scales.
Klaus and I wait in the kitchen as Eric followed Abraxas around the house as he collects his weapons.
“Have you linked Dane?” I ask Klaus as another duffle bag is dropped onto the floor. Seven large bags and still counting. This guy was packing some serious shit.
“Done.” Abraxas mutters, dropping a fifteenth bag. He had changed into jeans and a crisp white tee. “Let’s get the show on the road, though I want the girl with me. Just in case.”
“If you touch her….” Eric starts.
“Yeah, what are you going to do about it, Blondie? She will be dead before you even get out of your car. It’s pretty simple, you don’t fuck me over, she gets to live.”
Much to Eric’s annoyance, I agree.
We help Abraxas load his truck and just before I get in, Eric pulls me in against him. His lips mould against mine. “Don’t do anything stupid. I don’t like this guy.”
I nod and slip into the passenger seat as Eric gives Abraxas one more glare.
Abraxas doesn’t ask me anything during the journey. He fiddles with the music a few times, but mostly stews in silence.
Shit, he hates Blair.
“There’s something you need to be aware of.” I blurt out
“I fucking knew it.” He pulls a handgun out of his belt and points it at me.
“It’s not what you think. You were right, we didn’t tell you something and not because we were hiding it.” The words fall quickly from my mouth. “The female Alpha looks almost identical to Blair, the only difference is Neah has blue eyes.”
“Is this a joke? Has Blair got you believing that crap?”
“I swear, I have seen them both at the same time.” I probably had less than a second for him to decide if I was telling the truth or not. And I had no way to prove it. Think!
“Do you have a phone?”
I had the office phone number memorised. Something Dane had made me do when I first moved to Black Shadow in case I got into trouble.
“Why?”
“So you can hear her voice. She sounds nothing like Blair.”
For a brief second, he lowers the gun and pulls a phone from his pocket. I dial in the number and Dane answers.
I switch it to speaker phone so Abraxas can listen in. “Dane, is Neah awake.”
“Mallory, is everything okay?”
“I just need Neah on the phone. It’s urgent because we will be at the pack soon.” All hell will break loose if Abraxas thinks they are the same person. And he has enough weapons and ammo to take down half the pack. Maybe more
“Hello? Mallory, is that you? Why didn’t you just link me?” Neah mutters through the phone.
The car in front with Eric and Klaus slows. Dane was probably linking them and Eric will know that my heart rate is through the roof again.
“Ask her something.” I mutter at Abraxas
He reaches over and hits the end call button.
“Why did you do that? I was trying to prove who she is.”
“I heard exactly who she is.”
“You can tell, just like that?”
“Just like that.” He repeats
“But how?”
“It’s a gift.”
“She said like ten words.”
“It’s enough.”
Why did I just feel like every organ fell out my ass?