“Where’s my daughter?” asked Armon, his eyes narrowing and his face turning red.
“She’s with Voss,” said Vanessa.
At the mention of his name, all I saw was red.
He had taken her again.
My hand shot out, about to strangle her, but I felt several hands pulling me back away from her. The other guards held me back as I shouted obscenities at her.
“Why is my daughter with him?” Armon asked her calmly. A coldness had set in his voice, his blue eyes ice. “He put her in danger once.”
“He came and kidnapped her. I couldn’t do anything about it,” Vanessa replied.
She was clearly lying. I could feel it in every word. The way she shrugged nonchalantly earlier while I walked to the graveyard was a telltale sign.
“She’s lying,” I snapped. Several Royal guards were holding me back from strangling that bitch. “She was quiet when I asked where Lyra was. She’s hiding something, my king.”
“The full truth, Vanessa,” ordered Armon. “Or you will be sleeping in the servant’s quarters tonight.”
“Fine,” she let out a long breath. “Voss and I formed a relationship. His dream was to take down the Royal Pack, and Lyra was really getting in my way when I tried to get close to you.But I never knew Voss was actually serious. I thought it was just a joke.”
“Treason,” said Dravin sharply. I could smell the fear emanating from Vanessa rising in the room.
“You’ll be sent to the auctions after you give birth,” said Armon after a long pause.
“No! How about my baby? Will my baby be with me?”
“We’re keeping the baby,” said Armon. “It’s the final decision. You’ve committed a grave crime against the Royal Pack, conspiring with the enemy.”
“It was a mistake,” she pleaded, tears marking her face.
Then Armon turned to the guards that held me back.
“Lock her up in her room,” he ordered them. They finally released me, and I flexed my arms in anger.
“Where did Voss take Lyra?” I demanded, trying to get Vanessa to focus. She had a lost look in her eyes, confused and dazed at what was happening.
I didn’t give a fuck since she deserved it.
“I don’t know,” she said in a low voice as they pulled her away. “It’s too late now.”
Twenty
LYRA
“You’re not getting away this time, little omega,” sneered Voss as he tied my ankles with the chains used for the Shadow Wolf.
I was back in the cave.
Voss seemed determined to make sure I was sacrificed correctly this time. The macabre bones surrounding us were the stuff of nightmares, and I wondered if I was stuck in a nightmare. But the pinch on my ankles from the tight chains as Voss wound them around me several times felt very real.
“Why are you doing this, Voss?” I demanded, holding my stomach as a string of pain went through my middle. I had no idea what was happening to me, but my skin felt hot and feverish. My dress was heavy against my skin.
“The Royal Pack really thinks they’re innocent,” said Voss. “They need to know what the pain of losing family feels like. The Shadow Wolf will return to his lair at nightfall and find you.”
I could hear cheering outside from the villagers as they eagerly awaited the beast’s return. In their minds, my sacrifice would appease the Shadow Wolf for a year so he wouldn’t hurt them.
“Why don’t you just kill me yourself? Why go through all this?”