If I said yes, I was letting a mad man onto my lands. If I said no, a mad man knew of our location.

“Tell me more about being a Hunter.”

“The info is pretty much in the title. What more do you need?” Abraxas smirks at me

“Do you kill Wolves?”

“It’s happened.” He shrugs his shoulders

“Your priority is Rogues?”

He dips his chin at me.

“You won’t touch my mate or my sons.”

“Are they Rogues?”

“No. They are all Lycans.”

His lip curls up, “You got Lycans for kids? how fucking unlucky.”

I step forward, the bars of the gate the only thing separating us. My eyes lock on to his. “You don’t touch them and you don’t harm them.”

“Have they started training yet?”

“They are babies.”

He cocks an eyebrow and looks down, muttering ‘‘so much for the breed dying out.’’ His hazel eyes flicker back up to mine. “I won’t touch them.”

“Or harm them.”

He rolls his eyes. “Fine.”

I pull the gates open, letting him and the others in. “When do I get to meet this female Alpha?”

“A few hours,” There was no way I was waking her up again.

“I ain’t waiting hours.”

“If you want to kill some Rogues. You will wait.” I snap. It was my pack. I wasn’t letting some psycho tell me how to run it.

Abraxas sits in the corner of my office, taking apart his gun and cleaning it as the others tell me what happened. Every now and again he would chip in, confirming what the others were saying, but never adding any new information.

“Hey,” Neah’s voice travels down the stairs, “I can smell a….” she trails off as she enters the office, staring at Abraxas.

Abraxas is on his feet. “You weren’t kidding when you said she was identical.” He gazes at her far too long for my liking.

“Who are you?” Neah’s defence was up immediately. Her arms fold across her body as she glared at him.

“Your knight in shining armour.” He muses, bowing in front of her. “And a Rogue’s worst nightmare.”

“I don’t need a knight. This isn’t some fucking fairytale where you slay the dragon.” She stares at him. Her whole body is tense.

“Blair.” He mutters her name and sits back down, returning to cleaning his gun.

“You’ve dealt with Blair?” Neah asks with a small frown.

“I have unfinished business with Blair. But I hear many of you do.” He shrugs his shoulders and chuckles. “I would like to be the one to kill her, but I heard there was a queue.”

“What did she do to you?” Neah questions

“More than enough and she needs to pay for that. You see Neah, I want to put a bullet right in the centre of that pretty little head of hers. I want her to pay for everything she did to me. Every damn little thing. I want my eyes to be the last thing she sees.”

“She did more than kill your parents, didn’t she?” Mallory asks, stepping towards him. I watch Eric reach out to try and grab her, just missing her arm.

“You don’t need to concern yourself with that. As long as she dies, then my day is made.” Abraxas tells her

There was obviously something he didn’t want to share or maybe wasn’t ready to share, yet I couldn’t help wondering what else it was that she did to him.

They ask him more questions. Most he doesn’t answer, swerving them with his own questions. Other answers were short and abrupt, but I also see him watching Neah. His eyes following her every movement. He wasn’t just curious about her, he seemed fascinated.

Was it because she looked like Blair or was there some other reason that he was yet to tell us?