Page 107 of The Alpha King's Curse: Part Two

“Wait! You can’t go out there,” she said quickly.

Faith was only a child at the end of the day, even if she was also a wolf. She couldn’t let her get involved in any of it. Jackson had asked her to protect Faith for a reason. Maybe she didn’t know how to defend herself.

“I promise I'll be in the kitchen. I’m sure everyone will also be hungry when they return,” Faith said with a little smile.

That was true. The warriors would have worked up an appetite with how many times they had crisscrossed the woods.

“Don’t go outside for anything,” she said sternly.

Faith nodded and then walked out of the room. The moment the door closed, the girl dropped her facade and raced downstairs. She heard the effort Faith took to be quiet, but she couldn’t hide the beating of her heart or the fear radiating from her. Faith opened the backdoor quietly, and Gavin walked in. Did they lock it behind them? She wasn’t sure.

There was silence, but they were probably speaking telepathically. Why couldn’t they update her, too, since the whole situation involved her?

She had to ask. What if the witch could mask everything and make her believe nothing was happening in the woods? She wouldn’t relax if she kept imagining all of them getting slaughtered.

She took a few steps towards the door, and a wave of cold air hit her. She tensed and looked back. The windows were still closed, and even though the air conditioner was on, it was blowing at a comfortable temperature.

Was this...?

She looked around the room and didn’t sense anything. Downstairs was still quiet, and Faith’s emotions hadn’t changed.

But what if the witch was making her believe that?

She rushed to the door and wrenched it open. And came face to face with Amber. The beautiful brunette who wanted Jackson for herself. The one everyone was busy looking for.

She sucked in a breath and stepped back with both hands protectively over her stomach.

Amber’s lips twisted into a sneer as she followed and closed the door behind her. Layla realised her mistake immediately. She should have shouted and shut the door in the wolf’s face. Even if Amber had broken the door down, she would have alerted everyone of her presence.

“I see the rumours are true,” Amber said. “With how you shamelessly threw yourself at my Alpha, I’m not surprised.”

“He’s not your Alpha.”

Surely Faith and Gavin had heard that? The woman hadn’t tried to lower her voice, and wolf ears could pick up even whispers.

“I doubt he’ll be anyone’s Alpha now,” Amber laughed.

What did she mean by that? She could still sense Jackson in the woods, and his pack was moving in his direction. What did Amber know?

The last time she’d seen Amber, she’d beaten her to a pulp. What made her so confident now that she didn’t show any fear? It wasn’t just the attitude that was different; her physical appearance had changed, too.

She couldn’t quite put a finger on it. Amber’s hair was still immaculate, and her dress sense was the same. She still had all her assets on view and still looked sexy as hell. But there was something not right with the picture.

“Get out of my house, Amber, before I call them all back.”

Amber laughed again and slowly walked towards her until she stood only feet away. That was when she realised she couldn’t smell her. There was no scent. No emotions to scent. And her feet hadn’t made a sound on the hardwood floor. If she’d hidden in a bush outside, everyone would have walked past her.

How strong was this witch to be able to do something like that?

“If you’d just learned your place in the beginning, we would have been fighting on the same side. But it doesn’t matter. I’ll get what I want in the end,” Amber said. “I’ll be the Luna, and you’ll be dead. But don’t worry. I’ll raise that little bastard in your stomach like my own. That is, after all, what Jackson wants.”

She had to be kidding! She’d suspected Jackson would choose someone like her to be the Queen, but he would never choose Amber! She’d found Amber in his bed when he had been recovering, but if Jackson had been strong enough, he would have kicked that bitch right out.

Wouldn’t he?

“Jackson will never touch you. Not like he touches me,” Layla said with a sneer. Her attitude was all she had to hide her insecurities. “And you will never come anywhere near our child. Jackson will never allow it.”

The smile left Amber’s face, and a cold, hard snarl replaced it.

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