Page 124 of The Blairville Legacies

I quickly dismissed that thought. The pack was there when I needed it. Kieran answered the phone when I called him.... I just hadn’t been too keen on burdening others with my problems yet.

There werereal problems, ones that were above our own and could become a danger to the pack. One of them lay before us, unconscious and probably still as hot as the hood of my Jeep at the height of summer.

Julian remained silent. He ignored my implication, thinking.

“If Ms. Adams finds out about this, I’m a dead man.”

Adead man? Okay, now I really had to laugh.

“You’re not herlapdog, Julian,” I teased him, amused.

“She’s my neighbor, though. And you shouldn’t mess with neighbors.”

“When you interact with witches, that’s exactly what happens.”

And by now I could sing a song about that. Wherever witches appeared, the mood changed.Drastically.

“Why were you even here?”

I thought he wouldn’t answer, but then he looked at me. As if something had occurred to him again.

“I don’t know... There was this weird feeling...”

“A feeling?”

I raised an eyebrow in suspicion.

“Yeah... It was like something was calling me. Like something wasn’t right here.”

Which he was right about. Something wasverywrong here.

“Maybe your sixth sense, Julian,” I joked, though I didn’t get such an enthusiastic response.

There was now a look of dissatisfaction in his eyes. But he left it at that.

I had always known that Julian’s powers were stronger than those of the others within our rank in the pack, which was due to the fact that his mother had been a Senseque and not a human, as it was the case with the others in the pack, excluding me and Nash.

Already back then, Julian had always beaten Nash when the three of us had played in the backyard.

At one point I had been really worried that he had wanted to hurt Nash seriously... But that had never been the case. The two of them had once been inseparable and had watched each other’s backs.

Alarik had explained to me that it was normal for male Senseque to get very involved in such little power games.

Of course, it was clear to me that every Alpha had to radiate a certain authority. But Nash was really overdoing the last couple of months.

“One thing you might want to know.” I looked at Julian with attention. “She doesn’t know she’s a witch.”

So, I’d been right.

“And her mother can’t tell her?”

“She doesn’t want to tell her.”

I shook my head in confusion. “Witches are weird.”

“You don’t say,” Julian added, looking back over at Bay.

“What’s the wolf doing here!” it came from the door.

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