“Leyanne said that when vampires lose leadership when their coven lord abandons them…. they become useless. Like they have no direction, and their abilities are stumped or something. She thinks whoever the lord was, left them and the one you killed had tried to take the place as coven master.”
She told me all this downstairs when we first arrived back in a hurried conversation, while Colton issued orders to the pack and dispersed them to their homes until eight pm. Then went nuclear at Meadow and Sierra and ended up storming off to the study.
“That suggests your father… the vampire one, is really pulling them back, but why leave any at all? Surely he would take them if this was over.”
“What else is he going to do with them? They were made to fight and excess to needs if he no longer wants to. He probably took the strongest and left the rest behind knowing eventually the wolves would deal with them and get rid of his problem.” I got the impression from Leyanne’s conversations that vampires see halflings as dispensable and worthless and a lord wouldn’t think twice of leaving them to die. So not like wolves at all.
After meeting Darrius, I see that we have only ever dealt with these crude half-bred demons all along and the real enemy, the ones like Darrius, are something we should always fear. We never really knew our enemy at all. We would never have stood a chance had the pure bloods been out here ready to take us down.
“I just can’t relax into this idea that this is all ending. It seems too easy, too clean. Maybe because he left any at all. Maybe I just need confirmation, I don’t know. I can’t shake the feeling that this is far from over and it’s not as simple as it all seems.” Colton releases me a little and pulls my face up to him with a gentle finger under my chin. Leaning in to graze his lips over mine and it makes my heart flutter and flip over. This is first he’s calmed down enough to show this kind of intimacy since we broke the spell. I greedily push my face to his to draw more, throwing all my doubts and questions aside when faced with my desire to have more of him. I’ve craved him so much it almost made me insane and one little peck is nowhere near enough.
Alpha, we need you downstairs.
Cesar breaks into our mind link, running my plans and Colton lifts his head and frowns at me. Both of us knowing this can’t be good if we’re being disturbed already. It’s only been an hour or so since we came up here.
Cesar never encroaches on our private time together, no one does. It’s the one major rule that Colton has. That when he wants to be with me alone, it’s a cardinal sin to interrupt us without him first giving the signal that they can. Colton gave strict orders to leave us be unless it was an emergency and Cesar wouldn’t disobey that if it wasn’t. My heart sinks and I pout at the loss of his lips near mine as he pulls away.
I’m coming.
Colton links back and let’s go of me fully, jumping to his feet to retrieve clothes and yanks a long warm robe out of the wardrobe for me. Despite my disappointment, my insides soar at the fact, even being aloof and strange, he’s still wanting me by his side. Still my normal Colton in there after all, the one who expects my constant presence and panders to me in any way he can.
I put on a comfy nightdress after my soak, so a robe is a must and I get up and let him help me into it with a smile. Pushing my feet into slippers, blushing when he kisses me on the back of the head tenderly and follow him as soon as he throws his clothes on. I feel like we’re back to dating or being shy somehow, and I don’t get it at all. I know it’s probably one sided as he seems like he always does concerning being touchy with me, grabbing my hand and such, but I feel nervous and restrained. I guess it’s because of that burning question that’s digging a crater in my soul and needs a real answer before I can relax.
We head downstairs quickly and can tell by the scent that the sub pack are already convening in the study that used to be our room, away from the hall in cozier confines. I pick up on every one of them as they recently passed through and follow Colton to our preferred nook for sub meetings. We have never migrated from our small private space for the original sub pack. Some habits die hard.
They are all inside, including Leyanne which I’m surprised to see, given how protective of this room they can be, and the twins seem to be a little enamored with her. One sat either side of where she is and she’s making it clear she may remove body parts if they get too close. There’s an unmissable air of warning in her stiff upright posture. Her hostile glare at one and then the other as they throw her charming smiles makes me giggle and I bat Domi on the head as I pass him and move to the seat where Colton guides me.
“Behave.” I warn and then nestle down in the seat when Colton moves past it for me to sit and he stands beside me. Always nearby, always guarding me instinctively, even in our safe spaces. He’s the ideal mate, even when he’s being a distant asshole.
“What is it?” He asks, looking around the seemingly happy and calm faces, getting to the point with a domineering tone and its only then I notice that Cesar is pacing and the only one, besides the witch, that looks serious.
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