Chapter One Hundred and Eight Four
I had taken every precaution: fully clothed, hood mask in place, scent completely neutralized, and lenses worn. Yet, he still called me by my name.
I stood there, silent, unwilling to give a response; maybe he had only made a wild guess.
Thane walked forward; he was so close to me I could perceive his scent; this was a wicked reminder of what we had once, but now, now it was all over.
“Would you take the hood off
take the hood off or do you prefer I do that?” he questioned. That intense look he gave me forced me into taking a step back
“Don’t come any closer,” I warned. My voice shook, and I hated it.
I wouldn’t cry, not in front of him, but the pain I felt was so unbearable.
“Is that a threat?, didn’t sound much like it.”
I took off the mask, dumping the material to the ground. Then I met his
gaze.
We shared a long look, and there was something different in the way he stared at me. I could swear I saw the longing in his eyes, but I didn’t forget how good an actor he was.
“Riley, you are crying.”
Was I?
I hadn’t realized the tears; I quickly wiped them away, angry at that sign of weakness. But I couldn’t hide it; he knew as much as I did how badly he had hurt me. I wasn’t ready to meet him and I didn’t think I would be ready even after years had gone by.
guess
this is the point where I am interrogated and tortured for information. But I want you to know that I’d rather die than give you a piece of that.”
“I don’t plan on doing any of that.”
“Why?” I questioned, giving him no time to respond. I continued, “Would that be because I am ‘special‘ to you? That is your favorite word, isn’t it?”
“Riley, why would you risk your life by coming? Do you think those untrained soldiers could easily sneak into the pack and out undetected? What if you were killed?”
“What if I was killed?”
“You weren’t thinking about your safety.”
“Who fucking cares about that? I came here because that was the right thing to do. You are hurting people, destroying packs, all for power. I came here to stop you.”
“And you think I am the one behind that?”
Chapter One Hundred and Eight Tour
“Don’t fucking kid me, Thane; you want power, and I should have known that; you would do anything for that.”
“See it as you wish to. You’ll need a healer for those wounds.”
“Why the generosity, Thane? I hate to believe this is how traitors and offenders are treated.”
“You are not a traitor, Riley.”
“But I had ordered those soldiers to plant the bomb,” I lied. “I should be punished.”
“Fortunately, the safe room was empty,” he says
A heavy weight settled in my chest. We failed. The fire had claimed one of the soldiers and the other might never be able to use his f
It was all for nothing, all for fucking nothing, because, as always, Thane was just one step ahead.
“Riley, I am not behind those killings; I never sent my soldiers to take down those packs.” “I don’t believe you. I can never believe you.”
“What do I have to do to prove that to you?” he questioned. I could hear the desperation in his voice. He always had a way of penetrating into my heart, but this time I let my brain do the thinking. I had once followed my heart; I guess we all knew where that ended up.
“Just let me go,” I said to him. His eyes hardened
“I cannot do that.”
