“Remind you of home, huh?” Colton bites back impulsively and I eyeroll at his obvious show of testosterone. Colton is in alpha mode and high on adrenaline. Right now, he sees Varro as a male encroaching his territory, rather than someone needing to be negotiated with. I sigh it out and ignore the obvious sparks between them.
“So….. we’re here, alone. You wanted to talk, let’s do that.” I have no patience for this and the babies in my belly are fast sucking what energy I have. It’s the middle of the night and I’m tired and hungry. I need solutions soon so I can lead my people back out of here and see how many we lost. Then I can eat, sleep, and recover this hellish night.
“I didn’t expect our first real meeting to be under these circumstances, and honestly, I am not sure how to make this a little more pleasant. Getting to know one another is something I want, and I realize tonight there are too many strong emotions and a lot of mistrust lingering in the air.” Varro strolls about, running a pointer finger over a nearby mantle and tutting at the debris that dirties his hand.
“I’m not in the frame of mind to be talking about a father and daughter bond. My people are hurt, God knows how many dead. Tonight, is a complicated mess and they come first. If this is an end, then let us go do what we need to do on the promise that this is truly over. Jasper will bring Juan and then I want you to leave.” I stand my ground, irritated by my own discomfort and fatigue. My head’s a mess and tonight I can only think of going home.
“A treaty. We meet to sign one, formally, in a few days. My own kind will want this in writing, and I assume so would yours. I know it’s a little old fashioned, but you are dealing with an ancient species with a flair for the dramatic.”
“Whatever. I just want this to be over. We have lost many, and I’m sick of the bloodshed and fear. I want a future where my children will feel safe and we can stop always hiding in the homestead, fearing the world outside our own door. If a piece of paper does that, then we can meet up and sign it.”
“It was always about my loss. I hope you can believe that and trust that this is truly over. You are alive, and my bloodline is about to be further spread with your offspring.” Varro seems genuine and yet so much is swirling inside of me while standing in this dirty and dark mess, that I can’t begin to unravel my feelings.
“If you go back on your word, and your hybrids rise up again….” Colton interjects, his biting tone clear.
“They won’t. As of tonight, their existence is surplus, and they won’t be an issue in a few days.”
“Meaning?” Colton grinds his teeth, already knowing the answer. To him it’s vile to create your own kind and then massacre them when not needed. As wolves who value pack above all, it’s not something we can begin to understand.
“Do you want specifics? We create them for use, and we return them to dust when they are no longer required. Hybrids will disappear from around you. I have no need for them. Without purpose they are rabid nuisances that create havoc for the human world.” Varro has given up surveying the dust and is now examining his overly long and pointy fingernails on his left hand. Like stiletto shaped daggers which I am sure have a use.
“Your kind are cold and heartless.” Colton snorts and turns away, unable to hide his feelings on the matter, his face a picture of disgust, but Varro shrugs.
“My kind can’t understand yours either. Living as you do. I guess that’s the beauty of our separate species. Neither can stand in the shoes of the other or begin to understand them.”
I don’t really want a debate on Lycan versus Vampire while I’m standing here with one foot in both rivers. It’ll only end in argument, knowing how pig headed my mate can be, and Varro doesn’t seem like a push over either.
“You were serious about my brother? You’ll leave him with me? Even if he refuses?” I break into their conversation and try to steer the attention back to me. Determined to know for sure that I can take my brother home.
“Yes. He’s had to live a very low-key life among my kind. Being one of our mortal enemies. Darrius protects him well but now he has a place to go and a purpose, I want him here, watching over my child and my grandchildren. It will be a relief to no longer shield him.”
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