Page 64 of Wolf Tamer

“You’re the oldest son robbed out of what he feels is rightfully owed to him because of a lifetime of torment,” I begin. “Jealous of your middle brother for everything he’s achieved as Alpha, things you believe should be yours. And now you hate that I’m here and with Reid and not you.”

For a second, his eyes widen in shock, and I know I’ve pegged him exactly. But he quickly covers it up with another burst of laughter. “You think I want tofuckyou? That’s-That’s ridiculous!”

“I think you want everything Reid has. And right now, he has me.”

“To try to kill me when he’s looking the other way too? No thank you.”

A new sensation drops over me like someone physically wrapping a warm, wet, disgusting blanket around me. Slimy. Gross. A sensation of something so wrong that it shouldn’t exist on this earth. It immediately sets my ears ringing and my heart slamming against my rib cage.

I gasp, bending at the waist as an intense pain rips through my midsection.

“Tasha, what’s going on?”

Except I can tell from his sharp inhalation that Julius isn’t completely immune to whatever the hell is going on in this house either.

Something bad.

Something terrifying.

Once again, acid coats the top of my tongue, and the tiny hairs along my arms and the back of my neck seem as though they’re all making a desperate bid to vacate my body.

The hand I rub along my stomach does nothing to ease the flipping feeling there, and for a moment, Julius and I don’t move. Waiting. The air tenses along with us as complete silence falls over the hallway.

Then, the scurry of feet echoes further away, near the ceiling.

Both of us glance in that direction at the same time.

“Watch out!” Julius shouts a split second before he yanks me off my feet and sends us both slamming to the floor. Once again, I have the wind knocked out of me.

Once again, I have a fully male body flattening mine to the floor with the weight of his muscles and sending me straight into panic mode at being crushed.

I manage to look up, and see the air shimmer.

It starts as a small circle the size of a quarter floating directly in midair where we were just standing. The weird sensation grows stronger by the second, the small circle growing. Expanding. The air heats and I swear I can see something inside the circle.

No.It’s impossible.

Except a part of me knows what this is.

A goddamn portal!

I must have said it out loud because Julius tenses, and his grip grows even harder on me.

“That’s impossible. The entire pack territory is shielded by magic,” he snaps.

“And yet you’re looking at the same thing I’m looking at, and it’s clearly possible.”

The witches must have been trying to pierce through the shields and create a portal into the house this entire time. That has to be what I had sensed in the hallway during my first days here. The wrongness in the air… It makes sense now.

But I still want to knowwhat they could possibly want badly enough to start a war?

Julius tries to drag us back away from the heat and the shimmering air, but I hold firm. I need to see what’s on the other side. I have a bad feeling…

And there! I peer through the hole and see the couch I flipped over in the house where the witches ambushed me. Mae’s house, wasn’t it?

Fucking Mae.

Fucking… Emily?

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