Page 15 of Enzo

“I know it’s not ideal, but it will have to do.”

Before she could say anything, a knock comes to our door. I swing my head in the direction, wondering who the hell would be at my door.

“Who is…” I hold up a hand to cut Marley off.

Shutting my eyes, I listen for the sounds and smells around me. Opening my eyes, I get to my feet. Walking over to the door, I open the barrier for the White Wolf.

He looks back at me quietly.

“Marley, go to your room,” I say without turning to look at her. I listen for her soft footfalls and then the sound of her bedroom door closing. Stepping aside, I allow Alarick to come into my cabin. He glances around the space before turning to face me. I shut the door behind me, leaning my back against the barrier.

“What do you need?” I knew the moment he vouched for me at that meeting hall he was going to be at my door.

Alarick’s jaw tightens, showcasing his annoyance.

“I’m in trouble,” he growls.

I remain silent, refusing to play fifty questions with him.

His jaw ticks once again. “I stuck my neck out for you.”

“I left you alive that day when I could have killed you, so we’re even.” This is not my first run in with the infamous White Wolf. The last time he faced off with me, he almost lost his life. That battle was a tough one, and I only got the upper hand by the skin of my teeth.

I go to turn and open the door for him.

“Please.” That simple word leaving his lips has me stopping in my tracks. I turn back to face him. “I’m on the run. Chayton allowed me to stay with them and agreed to protect me. But it won’t be enough. When the ones after me find me, they will kill me.”

“What do you want from me, Alarick?” I wasn’t going to play these games. I’m used to people playing nicely because they needed something. This is not new.

“I know you’re not here because of a marriage proposal.”

At this I freeze. How much of the truth did he know?

“We both know if someone had hit your sister, he wouldn’t be alive to tell the story. You are running from something. And if it has the great Huntress running, it must be bad.”

I flinch when he calls me by my nickname.

“My question still remains, White Wolf.” I would not tell him who was after me. If he knew what was coming, he’d take his witch mate and leave here.

He nods, acknowledging the fact he knows he’s right. “When the time comes, protect my mate and fight with me.”

I chuckle. “You think your wolf friends are going to let me hang around long enough to keep you safe? They are already plotting ways to get rid of me.”

I wasn’t stupid. I know Chayton is banking on me messing up. Which is why he put those parameters on my feeding. But he doesn’t know me. My need to stay will outweigh my need to break his rule.

“Leave them to me. They have no idea who they have in their pack.”

“And they don’t need to know.”

He dips his chin, agreeing. “I’ll work on the pack. Will you stay and help me?”

I had my own shit going on. I didn’t need any more problems. However, he did stick his neck out for me. And despite how welast parted, I respected the White Wolf. Which is why he’s alive today.

“Fine,” I agree. “As long as I’m around, your mate and you have my support.”

His shoulders relax and the tension in his cheeks go away. I step aside and open the door for him. He walks past me but stops at the threshold, turning back to face me.

“About an hour west of here is a blood bank. They’re pretty well stocked. And thirty minutes in the opposite direction is a town called Lexington. Not as big as Jonesville, but big enough to feed two vampires.”

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