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Skia disappears from my thoughts as I focus on Braxton.

“I’m sorry. I wasn’t ignoring you, Braxton. I was speaking with Skia.”

Braxton frowned. “Who is Skia?”

After putting the wine glass on the table, I took his hand in mine.

“Skia is the name of my destined wolf.”

Braxton remains stoic but doesn’t let my hand go. He’s so calm, I want to pull back because his demeanor is hard to read. I can only assume he’s letting my words sink in.

Seconds seem like hours passing away but in real time it’s only three minutes. Braxton finally says, “First and foremost, I am not mad at you or Skia.” He then releases my hand and stands.

Braxton walks towards the kitchen area, then stops. In one quick movement, he pivots around, facing me with those yellow eyes Skia told me about glaring back at me.

“You are my Alpha Queen, but I will inflict harm to anyone who disrespects you or challenges me regarding you, and that includes Skia.”

“Braxton,” I gasped.

Braxton stands his ground, hitting his chest with enough force to send the average man sailing across the room.

“No, Nyah. She needs to know her place.”

Chapter 45

Braxton

When I told Nyah I wasn’t mad at her, or Skia, I truly meant it but a presence I had never felt before came over me after I said the words. It was as if I was put on mute as I heard my own voice threaten to harm Skia. I would never cause pain to my mate or her destined wolf whether verbally or physically. So, who was this person speaking through me?

As quickly as the presence appeared it disappeared leaving me feeling slightly drained. With wobbly legs, I made my way to the dining room table and sat. I try to call upon my wolf to see if it was him, but he remains silent. What the fuck is going on?

“Braxton,” Nyah shouts as she rushes to the table and sits in the chair next to me.

As she begins to rub my back I tell her, “Nyah, you have to know I would never hurt Skia. She is a part of you, and I would be hurting you if I did something like that.”

“I knew you wouldn’t Braxton,” she says. “Trust me, Skia is very remorseful for the way she behaved. You scared the shit out of her earlier with those freaky looking yellow eyes.”

I frown. I’ve seen the color of my wolf’s eyes in reflections, and they seemed like normal yellow eyes to me, so what did she mean by freaky?

“Freaky like how?” I questioned.

“Shit,” Nyah whispers, looking down then back at me. “When you commanded Skia to submit in the conference room earlier and now with the threat, your eyes were yellow but different.”

“Different?” I asked, turning in my seat to face her.

Nyah clears her throat before replying, “Skia said they are of your destined wolf.”

I slump back in my chair with disbelief. I’ve heard of many things our kind can do but having your destined wolf start to come forth before it was time, is a new one for me.

“I don’t understand,” I mumbled.

“Skia is confused too, but my only rational is since we were mated and Skia has shown herself to me, your wolf is ready to merge as well. Skia came to me when I needed her the most, during the fight with Megan and I think yours will do the same when that time comes for you. She nor I know how he can come through now. I know this shit is crazy, but think about it, babe...we are of ancient blood and I’m starting to believe the normal traditions and customs of our Packs don’t apply to us.”

She’s certainly right about that, but I still had many questions, but the main ones are:

“Does Skia know his name? When do we officially merge?’

Nyah shook her head from side to side. “She doesn’t know any of that.”

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