Chapter 257

Chapter 257

“How do you feel about that?” She wouldn’t be the first to be marked against her will.

Mallory shrugs her shoulders. “We are working on it. Anyway, I know I have no place to say this. Can you just hold off from killing Jenson for a little while, just let me puzzle things together first. If I can’t come up with anything, then you can do what you want.”

“You are right, you don’t.” Truthfully, I didn’t want to kill him either. “Forty Eight Hours Mallory.”

Forty eight hours.” She repeats and turns to the door.

“Say hello to Eric for me.”

She spins around wide eyed, staring at me. “I didn’t say anything.”

“You don’t need to, Mallory. He was supposed to be in the party to rescue you. Turns out he had already left the pack. I’m just grateful he wasn’t out buying more alcohol.”

“I said I wouldn’t say anything.” She splutters

“And you haven’t. Just answer me this, is he still drinking?”

She shakes her head at me.

“Good. Forty eight hours.” I mutter and she hurries from the office.

I sigh, spinning my chair until I’m facing the window. How had it come to this with Jenson? My father would be livid if he was here. I felt this overwhelming sense of failure when it came to my brother. Like I had failed him and my parents.

Jenson and Raven had been raised in exactly the same way. When they were children, they had rules to follow, just like everyone else. Where Raven stuck to the rules, he never did. Time and time

again he would cause problems. This time, this time he had really fucked up and he might have just cost me my family.

Neah slips into my office. Her scent quickly replaced the others. She’s quiet too. Waiting for me or maybe it was because she could feel my anger.

“You were listening?”

“I was sat on the stairs. Damien and Raven are arguing. Mallory has just run out the door, I don’t think she even realised I was there.” She pauses and even her heartbeat is quiet. “Forty eight hours isn’t that long, Dane. You gave me longer.”

“You were scared shitless. You needed time to adjust when I brought you here and you weren’t planning on killing us.”

She moves in front of me, blocking my view of the window and sits on my lap. Her arms slipping around my waist as she rests her head against my chest. “You know your brother better than anyone. He has helped you get through wars, helped you build your contracts. Mallory said something isn’t adding up. Did he really give you nothing when you were interrogating him?”

“The only thing he made comments on, was me bringing the Lycans here. I can’t even force an answer from him because I am no longer his Alpha. I will give Mallory the agreed forty eight hours. Then I will make a final decision.”

Her head bobs up and down, “And if Blair turns up?”

“Blair can be killed. To be honest, I’m surprised she hasn’t turned up yet. It’s already been a couple of days and there have been no reports from the guards.”

“What’s that saying Raven uses? No news is good news.”

“In most cases, yes.” I muse, “But when we are waiting for her to show up, it’s the furthest thing from good. Where are the boys?”

“Sleeping. If you hadn’t noticed,” She points to the dark sky, “it’s late.”

“Will you stay here for me? I need to ask my brother a few more questions.”

She nods and slides off my lap, staying in the office as I make my way back to the dungeon.

Jenson is in Wolf form. Laid on his side while his lungs struggle to inflate. It looks like Mallory is right, he is trying to kill his Wolf spirit.

“Look at me.” I demand. But he stays completely still.

“Look at me Jenson!”

His body starts to shift to human form. It’s slow and painful to watch, like it is using every last bit of energy to make it happen. He lets out a bloodcurdling scream as his back snaps back in position. He stays on the floor. Panting and screaming with each bone break.

I had hurt a lot of people. Some of my punishments were beyond cruel, but this was horrendous and it isn’t even my doing.

“She’s coming.” He mutters and passes out.