Series: Werewolves of Wall Street Series by Renee Rose
Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
My strength isn’t in teeth and claws; it’s different. It’s more.
What would Oma do? No, what would Aster do? What would a shifter loved by a mate like Noah do?
The thought gives me strength when the door swings open, and Aiden walks in.
The room fills with his Alpha power. But I remain seated on the floor, relaxed in my meditation pose. The ghost wolf, Hugh, bristles. He stands as if ready to block Aiden from me, and even though he’s not corporeal, it feels nice to have a protector.
Aiden glares down at me. He doesn’t look great. His black suit and blond hair are immaculate, but his face is thinner, the shadows under his eyes, darker.
“Seeress,” he sneers down at me. I taste his aura, but it’s the same, a turbulent black storm with the occasional flash of red lighting. There’s a red tint to the black storm. I wonder if he’s dosing himself with whatever poison he’s giving the Alpha Forces. If he has, it hasn’t turned his eyes red…yet.
Between us, Hugh growls. The sound makes me smile.
Shock flashes over Aiden’s face. He hides it immediately, probably because any human emotion was beaten out of him by the brute of his father.
I need to remember that whatever was done to me, Aiden knew worse torture and from a younger age.
And he’s not even the true Alpha. Noah is. I can drop that bombshell at any time, make the Warden complicit, and ensure all our deaths.
“It’s so good to have you back with us,” Aiden continues.
“Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit,” I retort. I read that in a book somewhere. “And it doesn’t become you. You’re the Alpha, Aiden. Act like it.”
His eyes flash silver at my chiding tone. I really do sound like Oma.
“Tell me why I shouldn’t have you killed.”
I shrug. “If Fate wants me dead, I will die. But I have visions yet to see.”
“You’re a traitor to this pack.”
More power gathers in me. It feels like…Noah’s alpha power. Was this what Oma siphoned from Odin?
“You See so little it might as well be nothing.” Aiden might rip out my tongue for this, but fuck it. I’m going to keep lecturing him, Oma-style. It’s too much fun. “I am the Seeress. I walk beyond the veil. You cannot order me around like one of your Soulless.”
He blinks at the word Soulless.
“That’s what your Alpha Forces are, aren’t they? Soulless. You’ve poisoned them to make them more powerful, more compliant.” I sniff. “I thought you might be better than your father, but I was wrong.”
“I am nothing like my father,” Aiden’s voice rings out, painfully loud. Hugh’s fur stands on end, and the ghost wolf lets out a sharp bark.
Aiden doesn’t like being compared to his father? Interesting. I can use that to steer his actions toward good. Or use it to attack him. Either way, he revealed something about himself, and I have a weapon to use against him. And he knows it because he goes cold again.
“I allowed myself to be taken,” I say. I’m telling the truth; I wanted to go with Noah. “And in doing so, learned much about the enemy pack.” Also true but not because I planned to betray Noah. Because I planned to stay with him.
“You betrayed us.”
“I betrayed him,” I swallow down the pain. “And then I returned.”
Aiden can’t deny I allowed myself to be taken by his Alpha Force. I rejected Noah and sent him away. “It was a test of Fate, and I passed.” I spread my hands as if to say, and now I’m here.
He has to believe me when I say it was all part of Fate’s plan. What does he know about Fate’s plan, anyway?
I hold all the power here. And if he kills me, then I die knowing I protected my love until my last breath.
Let death come, I tell my wolf. In front of me, Hugh whines. Lightning is flickering along his ghostly form, and I can see the clear markings of his fur–midnight black with some white hairs around his face. He still doesn’t have eyes, but in the empty sockets, there’s a bright amber glow.
“It all went according to plan,” I say. I hold the certainty in my heart to make my words true. Because it did all go according to plan–Fate’s plan. I got out with Noah. And when the time came, I made my choice to save him.
Now I will use whatever power I have left to stop Aiden and the Warden. Save the acolytes. Do what I can to guide my pack from injustice to justice, from war to peace.
“Now we will host the Alpha Rites, and I will give myself over to the power. And I will give you a vision that will guide you for ages.”