“Obviously I haven’t told her what we are doing. But she was sat with me when I was changing the boys and just told me to remember that I had the power to do it. And then it just kind of happened. No one replied though.”

“They don’t have too. They will come.” I frown. “Some out of annoyance, some out of curiosity, But they will come and Blair probably will too.” I mutter Her big blue eyes rise up to meet Danes crimson orbs. “The last time we had a lot of people here, bad things happened.”

“The difference is this time we are expecting some of them to be trouble.” Dane tells her. “That’s what he is for.” He gestures to me.

“Right.” Her tone is full of uncertainty and he helps with that.

Their relationship was stronger than anyone I had ever met. Stronger than the bond I had with my mate. It shouldn’t work and yet somehow it does.

I needed to watch the bonded mates more. Especially those with Lycan mates.

Neah panics a little more, suggesting that she had made a big mistake. “What if I shift?”

“Then we will deal with that when it happens.” His tone is softer around her, not like when he is speaking to me or anyone else.

“Promise me you will look after the twins.” She mutters. “If I….”

“You won’t shift”

They both look at me as though they had momentarily forgotten that I was in the room.

“I won’t let you go Rogue.” The words roll from my tongue, surprising me in the process.

Stopping Lycans from going Rogue was never of interest to me, only ending their miserable life. But for some reason, I liked Neah. Maybe I was too fascinated by her cracked soul and how it reacted. Maybe it was just a job. But I also knew I can’t learn anything from her if she goes Rogue and ends up dead.

****

Two days and a handful of Lycans had turned up.

Every single one of them was laid in front of me with a bullet lodged in their skull.

They had hated her. They hated that she was their leader. They hated that she was mated to a Wolf. They hated that she had children with him. They were livid that she had called them in.

I had watched their souls darken as Neah spoke to them. They were a threat and I put them down before they had a chance to do something stupid. And no one, not even Damien questioned me.

I took the bodies to the edge of the pack, planning on burying them. Instead I make a fire, toss their bodies on and watch them burn.

The smell of burning Lycans is

putrid. Even worse when the bodies had already started to swell from the gas. It invades your sense of smel for days and everytime you think it’s gone a little tiny reminder would make its way into your senses. Still, after all this time, I hadn’t adjusted to the stench.

“Done.” I mutter when I return to the house. Damien, Blondie and Dane are standing out the front.

“You set them on fire?” Blondie asks

“There might be too many to bury. This way, we just have to get rid of a bunch of bones.” I shrug my shoulders.

“Bet you are enjoying this, aren’t you?” Damien folds his arms up across his chest as he glares at me.

“I’m doing a job.” I mutter back. I

wasn’t going to tell him that I feel sorry for Neah because the first people to turn up wanted nothing to do with her. Feeling sorry for a Lycan, that was a new feeling. “Any sign of any more?”

Dane shakes his head. “Not yet.”

“They have lived without a leader for a long time Even her mother didn’t possess the same power that she does. She has to understand that a lot of them won’t like it. A lot will

fight it especially after being free this long.’