Chapter 305

Damien

The number of Lycans here in the Black Shadow now surpassed the Wolves. They had done for about a week and it was the first time I had seen Dane looking a little uncomfortable. Even though he hadn’t said it, more Lycans than Wolves were a potential threat. In theory we could overthrow the Wolves, but every single one of us are here for Neah.

Still, after five weeks, there were more turning up. I had always known there were more, but not this many.

Plenty had died along the way too. Abraxas had taken great joy in that and as much as he was an asshole and I still didn’t trust him, he was sticking to his word and he seemed to be good for Dottie.

Abraxas moves around doing some of his weird training shit in the open space between the packhouse and the first houses. He had drawn in a crowd, especially young teenage girls who liked to watch him work out. As long as they were Wolves, he didn’t have a problem.

“Watching him again?” Dane mutters as he steps through the front door.

“Just like you watch the Lycans.”

“You know Brax is still trying to find a way to bind Nyx. He doesn’t have to do that.”

“He’s been looking for an answer for almost two months. Don’t you think he should have found something by now? Especially now he has the help of another Hunter.”

“Klaus isn’t like Brax. You already know that.” The news about Klaus had been more than a shock. When comparing him to Abraxas, they were nothing alike. I just couldn’t see how Klaus could be a Hunter, plus he loved Neah.

“Fine, but maybe it’s not possible.” I tell him. “And even if it is, we both know it might kill her. You can’t risk that. Neah needs to find a way to manage it”

“What if I tell you he has already found a couple of options.”

He had my full attention and I drag my eyes away from Abraxas. “What?”

“He has found a couple of options, but neither of them have a hundred percent guarantee that Neah won’t get hurt in the process. One of the ideas came from a Witch, but once she found out Neah had been bound before, she told Abraxas it wasn’t an option.”

“Why have you not said anything?”

“I don’t need to. She is my mate. I am the Alpha here.”

“She is also our Alpha, Dane. Where is she anyway?”

“With Klaus and before you say anything.” Dane watches me. “Neah can handle herself and Klaus won’t hurt her.”

I figured it was best that I don’t answer

‘Jenson moved!’ Raven’s voice echoes in my head

‘Raven…’

‘He moved!’

‘I’m on my way.’ I look to Dane. “Jenson moved?”

“It’s probably just….” He doesn’t answer me as his crimson eyes become glassy. “Come on.”

As we start to head towards the hospital, he shouts for Abraxas to come with us and I roll my eyes. “What did Raven say to you?” I ask as we make our way across the grounds.

“His eyes are open.”

“That’s not possible.” Abraxas frowns. Something that seems to be permanent these days.

We burst in through the hospital and

head to the room where Jenson was. Jenson has had the pillows removed from under his head and the bed has been laid completely flat. His eyes are wide open but unresponsive. The tube down his

throat continues to work to keep him

breathing.

“His hand moved.” Raven mutters. Her own dark eyes are just as wide as Jensons. “And he opened his eyes.” She gestures to his face.

I look at Jenson’s hands. They are in

n

exactly the same place as usual. But this also wasn’t the first time Raven had claimed he had moved. Her desire for him to live was making her see things that just weren’t true. But this was the first time his eyes had been open.

Dane clenches his jaw as his eyes scan over his brother’s body. He had admitted that he had said goodbye to Jenson a long time ago, but he believed Raven needed time. His crimson eyes move to Abraxas and Abraxas shakes his head.

“Raven, it’s time to turn off the machines.” Dane tells her

“You said he would heal.” She’s glaring at Abraxas

“He’s not and he hasn’t been for a

while.” Abraxas replies. “I have said this a number of times, he is not healing. You have to let him go.

Otherwise you are forcing him t

exist in a world that no longer has a place for him. And you are giving up your life in the hopes that there will be a miracle. That miracle isn’t happening.”

“He’s my brother.” I feel her pain. Her ache for him is as strong as her will for him to just wake up. Her denial is just as bad.

“We can do this with you by his side or without you.” Dane tells her