Page 101 of Rejected By the Alpha King

“Keep touching me like that, and Jax is going to have my head.”

“Tell me what happened. What can you remember? What did it feel like?”

How did Bridget do it? She wasn’t a witch. neither was Dean. Who spelled him? And us, for that matter?

What if Lunessa had been there all along, and I was trusting the wrong person? Again.

“I smelled her a scant second before the bitch slit my throat. And when I tried to heal, there was this blackness inside me. It burned everything it touched, and my wolf was trapped. It felt like eons before the darkness lifted and I could finally shift. Then, there was a woman standing over me, and she smelled so strange. I felt the ground shift under me, and then Tiana was shouting. The woman was gone.”

“I need you to think, Finn. When did you feel the darkness?”

“As soon as I called for my wolf.”

Jax was shot and couldn’t shift. I could shift, but I’d been panicked. I rammed right through the spell and didn’t even notice it until I was a wolf.

“Did you smell something strange before Bridget attacked?”

“You mean the witch?” At my raised eyebrows, he chuckled softly. “I knew it was magic keeping me from shifting. Figured it was a witch saving me. Darkwyn coven member?”

“We’ll talk about that when you’re better. Did you smell her before?”

“No. Just you, Bridget, and that asshole.”

Great. So they didn’t have to touch us to spell us. Hell, apparently they didn’t even have to be close. We were beyond fucked if I couldn’t figure out how the magic was activated.

“All right. How do you feel now?”

“Tired, but Saul says I should be back on my feet tomorrow. Who’s guarding you now?”

“Amelia.”

At the sound of her name, he perked up a little. “She’s here?”

“She is. I’ll tell her you want to see her.”

“No, wait. Don’t do that. Shit. Anna?” I just laughed as I walked out of the room.

“He wants to see you.”

As Amelia walked in, I stared at Saul. “You haven’t come to see me.”

“Nor you, me,” he said mildly. “You are the one with the most on her plate right now. I did not want you to have to deal with me if you couldn’t handle it. Not that I want to think of our relationship as a hardship. We could be friends.”

I’d sent his sister off to die. No matter my motives, or the good that had come from it, I still couldn’t shake that face. I wasn’t sure that he could either.

“I don’t blame you, Anna. I hope you realize that. When this is all over, and you’re able to focus on healing, I hope you’ll come to me.”

I couldn’t help but think of Bridget and Dean. It was hard enough for me to make friends.

Now I would just be second-guessing everyone who did want to get close to me.

Amelia returned and I gave Saul a short nod. “Thank you,” I said quietly.

When we were out to the car, Amelia had a determined look on her face. “That was the easiest of our errands today. Next, we need to see the witches.”

Amelia bared her fangs, and I knew just how she felt.

Irene’s little cottage never felt more crowded. There were a dozen wolves patrolling outside, three more wolves inside, plus four witches. All heads turned when Amelia and I walked in, and I could feel the tension simmering in the air.

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