Chapter 135

Chapter 135

Dane

Jenson starts climbing the wooden fence.

I grab his shoulder “You have to wait. We don’t know what we are walking into.

“Does it matter? I need to help her, she is running. I can track her.

“Dane is right.” Mallory mutters. “You don’t know what else is in there.

‘What is she talking about?’ Aero asks

“Rogue Lycans?” Jenson chuckles. “I’ve killed enough Lycans already, a couple more won’t hurt.” Mallory looks at me. “I didn’t tell you everything. When you asked me if there were more. I said a few.” “Is this something to do with the Damien guy you keep mentioning?

“No.” Her eyes scan the corn.

“They hide here, is that what you are trying to say?”

“It’s more than that! Look around you Dane, there are not many hiding places out here. But you should know that there are some who stay in Lycan form, almost like they have lost their human side.” She looks around her. “How many humans have you seen since you arrived in this town? And no police.”

“They killed the humans?

“They feast on them.”

Fucking gross!’ Aero gags

“That’s why Damien tried to get rid of us?”

She nods, her dirty blonde hair falling around her face. “Damien keeps the Rogues from moving elsewhere. He brings them bad people. You know, criminals, people that hurt children. Those kind.”

“How many are there?” Jenson asks as he continues to stare into the cornfield

“A dozen.”

“Damien’s the only one like you?” I ask. “One that still shifts between both forms?”

She nods.

“Screw it!” Jenson charges into the corn

“Don’t!” Mallory grabs my arm again. “You have a mate to go back to. I can’t be the reason she gets hurt again.” “Jenson is my brother!” I mutter, pulling my wrist free of her grip. “And Jess is her family.

Quickly hurrying into the corn, I realise I am practically blind. The tall stems block my view of everything. Whichever way Jenson had headed, the corn stems had jumped right back up in position. I would be relying entirely on my nose. And that was the problem. Lycans didn’t have a scent when they shifted

Mallory appears next to me. “I will try to help.”

We creep forward, inch by inch, following Jenson’s scent.

After a few minutes Mallory stops me. A new scent hits me. one that I had not smelled before.

“Damien, I Know you are there, watching me! Come out.” Mallory demands

I see the corn move close to us. Dark eyes pop out, though the corn still hides the majority of his face. He was taller than me. “You shouldn’t be here, Mallory.” His deep voice muttes

Mallory’s arms fold up over her chest as she rolls her eyes. “Have you seen a girl with red hair, she’s being chased by a Walf?” “You know I see everything.”

“She is one of us, Damien. Cassandra bit her.”

He steps through the corn towards us. I could see why he had been chosen to be turned. He is massive.

Massive is an understatement.’ Aero muses.

“Then why are there Wolves after her?” Damien demands

“It’s complicated.” I mutter.

His dark eyes find mine, his upper lip twitches “Funny coloured eyes you have for a Wolf.”

l ignore hig comment, “One Wolf

kidnapped her as a favour for SS someone else.” I mutter “The other iS. her mate, and is trying tosave Ker.”

“Right. A Wolf mated to a bitten Lycan. Now I have heard it all” He shakes his head dismissively

“It’s true.” Mallory mutters. She frowns, “Remember what I told you about why I ended up here?”

Damien’s head moves up and down but he doesn’t break eye contact with me. “What has that got to de with anything?” “She’s alive and she sees the redheaded girl like a sister.

“You told me you killed her, Mallory.”

‘I thought did, but she….she n somehow survived. And the least can do to repay her is to help.her by making sure that the girl is safe.”

I glance over to Mallory, and see more emation than ever. I see the” guilt she feels, the sadness for. what she hed done. I see that she has beertliving with her actions for years. .

“Why isn’t she here herself?” Damien asks

“She’s on bed rest.” I bite my tongue from saying anything more.

Damien narrows his eyes at me, but he doesn’t push for more answers. “You are in luck. The Rogues are a few fields over, sleeping.” He leads us through the corn, to both Greg and Jenson who are bound, gagged and out cold.

“Where is Jess?” I ask

“Jess, you can come out.” Damien calls, standing over the unconcious men

A few seconds pass and she charges through the corn at me, locking her arms around my waist. “I didn’t think I would see you again!”

“Which one is the kidnapper?” Damien asks me.