Page 244 of The Broken Aztec Princesses

I was disappointed when I didn’t find the next three pieces of the altar in our stack of pages, but we only had about twenty pages of a very large book. I needed to be patient.

“We’ll just have to wait until she sends more, I guess,” Violet huffed and sat back. “I’m going to shower before we leave.” She gave me a quick kiss as I continued to watch the video, hoping to catch something that might help.

As Violet showered, another email came in. This one only had a few pages in it, so I quickly printed them out and laid them out in front of me. One of them pulled at my memory, though looking through the video, I couldn’t see it, but I was so sure I remembered that symbol. It was a spell for cloaking yourself by spelling a necklace or ring to hide you from magic users. This could be how Martha hid herself from the guardians.

I found another spell, and I couldn’t believe what I was reading. If I was reading the incantation correctly, the spell could imitate a bond. Could that mean Bells wasn’t really mated to Brandon? How could someone do that?

Not imitate. I think it hijacks a bond,Titan corrected my thoughts.

Hijack?

Look at the wording. Shift, displace, transfer. It’s using something that’s already there, and directing it to someone else,he pointed out.

A sudden memory popped into my head of when I was sent out on a long mission two years ago. One of the reasons I was chosen was because they thought I didn’t have a mate, but I had just met Traci, and being separated for three months with an incomplete bond was a terrible experience. I was tired and achy, and I felt like my heart was stretched too thin. Titan had been depressed and snarled at me to go back to our mate the entire time.

At the time, I thought he was just being melodramatic, but when I returned, I found out Traci had felt the same thing. It was the reason why Traci would show up in the middle of the night every few weeks after that. She didn’t want to feel the sickness of an incomplete bond when we were apart for too long.

I grabbed my phone and texted John.

Me

When did you say Cade’s wolf started to feel lethargic?

John

Almost two weeks ago. Why?

I didn’t answer. I stood up so abruptly the chair fell behind me.

‘Cory, I need to borrow a car.’

I rarely left the pack. Everything I needed was here. Shit, I should probably get one in case Violet needed to go somewhere with our pup. Driving her car was a terrible experience. It was all bouncy and I could feel every bump on the road. That wasn’t safe for a pregnant woman.

‘Take whatever you need. Will you be gone long? I have some specialists coming tomorrow morning. I’d like you and Violet there. She’s Bells’ power of attorney, and you guys know more about what her symptoms were.’

‘Of course, Alpha. It won’t take too long.’

If I was right, we might not need the specialists at all. I paced the room, hoping against hope that I was right, and this was the way to save Bells.

“What’s wrong?” Violet startled me from my pacing, and my tongue dried up in my mouth, as I took in the small towel wrapped around her gorgeous body, droplets of water falling from her hair onto her chest.

My cock roared to life, every thought leaving my head as she walked over to her clothes and she removed the towel to get dressed.

“Chris?”

I shook my head. This wasn’t the time to get horny.

Bells.

Right. Bells in the hospital in a chemically induced coma, dying, unless I was right.

“We need to go, and you need to let Dr. Roswell know we’re going to need a bed next to Bells,” I told her.

“Are we sleeping ther—”

“No. Cade is. I think he’s her mate,” I explained.

“But, Bells said they weren’t second-chance mates.”

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