Chapter 293
Chapter 293
Abraxas
“Well, is it an option?” She asks, growing frustrated when she doesn’t get an immediate answer.
“No Neah, of course that is not an option.” Damien tells her. “You have been bound four times. You should be dead and somehow you survived it. If you do it again, it might actually kill you this time.”
“I’m not talking about me. I’m asking if binding her is an option, has it ever been done?” Her head twitches and she closes her eyes. The darkness keeps seeping in and out as she fights against her inner spirit, but now I finally see how it’s working.
It seeps into her cracks, working its way through them like it’s following the bends of a river. But it meets its end with nowhere to go and the darkness is forced to try a different route until it ebbs back.
The cracks don’t meet and it forces her Lycan to push more. Is that what she wanted? To try and break her in any way possible. I had never seen the darkness work so strategically. The darkness of someone’s soul doesn’t usually have a mind behind it. It doesn’t have a chance to hover and develop for years and years.
And I couldn’t help but wonder what her Lycan’s plan was. Turn her Rogue and then what? She would be incapable of leading anyone, unless she convinces others to go Rogue. The world would be fucked.
“She’s not been with you for long, has she?” I needed a better understanding.
“Before I was pregnant.” Her scowl deepens. “Less than two years. Why?”
“And you are twenty three now?”
“Yes, why? What does that have to do with anything.”
Years and years her Lycan has had to stew, trying to break through. Her Lycan must be angry that it’s taken so long to be able to speak to Neah. Because the reality is, they are always there. They just can’t get through until the host comes of age. And in Neah’s case, it had taken even longer. “Trying to fill in the gaps.” I murmur
“Well?” She asks me, staring at me with big blue eyes. “Please tell me it’s possible!”
I shake my head. It’s not something I was aware of even throughout the history of Hunter’s knowledge. But then her Bloodline is rare too. I with have to ask surfer boy about that tga book that’s allegedly written by her ancestor. See if there are more clues about her.
“So it will happen. At some point, I will become the very thing I hate.” Her face falls and her eyes become glassy with tears.
I was expecting Damien to chime in and tell her that we would figure it out. But even he is silent, wondering if what she is saying is true.
The black of her soul continues to
retreat until it’s at the edges again. I knew her Lycan could hear every word I was saying which is mostly why I hadn’t spoken to Neah about what Nyx was doing to her. I didn’t want to give her Lycan any ideas and I would really prefer it if I didn’t
have to put Neah down in order to
stop her.
I wouldn’t get all my answers if she was dead. I wouldn’t be able to prepare Dorothy for the future Lycan Alpha’s that she will need to deal with.
“So what can she do?” Damien asks
“Thought you didn’t believe me.” I cock a brow at him
“Not about the other stuff, but I can’t deny the knowledge you have on Lycans He mutters in annoyance. I could see it was taking a lot for him to admit it. Even if he did want to hit me the entire time.
“I need to look at my families recordings.” I mutter, maybe there was something I was missing.
“I need to see my boys.” Neah puffs
Damien gives her a smile. “I think that is a great idea. I will take you to them.”
“Stay with her.” I add as they head out, if she was going to turn Rogue, everyone needed to be ready.
Everyone thought standard Rogues were bad, dealing with one that has a bloodline like hers will be something else entirely.
As they head off to wherever her sons are being kept, I return to the training hall. Dane is still talking to the Lycans as Eric and Klaus chat to some pups.