Page 85 of Teeth To Rip & Tear

“Touch it.” The scarred wolf urged.

Dean reached out, scooping up the fragile figurine. He jolted, his eyes widening. “I can hear it.”

“You can hear it?” My gaze snapped from Dean to Mitchell.

Wyatt leaned forward, his disinterest evaporating. He reached out and plucked the figurine from the Alpha's hands, shaking his head to clear it as his emotions played over his face. “Damn.” Wyatt breathed. “That’s it. That’s the damn curse.” Wyatt held the figurine out to Kaleb, but the silver wolf shooed him away and closed his eyes again—appearing to be meditating.

“I don’t need to hear it.” Kaleb sighed. “I already know what it says. It cannot be broken. Not by anyone living.”

Dean sat forward, his predatory gaze fixed on Kaleb. “You’ve known all this time?”

Kaleb waved his hand dismissively as if he could dispel Dean’s ire like a bad smell. “I was there, remember?”

Dean’s fists clenched as if he were imagining wringing Kaleb’s neck, but he remained silent.

Though Kaleb lived with the Locket pack, it seemed he operated outside the hierarchy. I’d never understood why Dean kept him around, but it appeared that Kaleb essentially did what Kaleb wanted to do.

“Can I hear it?” I asked, holding out my hand.

Wyatt stood up and thrust the figurine into my hands so hard that my breath expelled from my lungs. The figurine glowed with silver magic, the opposite of the warm gold of the Wolfkin. The words began like a low gurgle of a creak, growing in volume until they roared between my ears.

He called on Mother Spider,

Daughter of the Weaver,

She would not give him time of day,

But Lugh, he would not leave her.

He had a plan to fix the world,

To reinstate the walls,

The Tuatha Dé Danann was slowly rotting,

The gods would surely fall

He married Spider’s daughter,

The child of his seed,

To stitch the worlds together,

in his time of need,

But Lugh forget a simple fact,

A Spider is not a pet,

A Weaver cannot weave thin air,

Another Gate was set.

The Spider took Lugh’s touch to spin her unique web,

But even with that special gift,

Lugh was still in debt.

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