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“Yeah, I have seen them a few times. Larkin and Crux seem pretty buddy, buddy with them. They hold meetings at the brothel. They all wear patches and call themselves the rebels.” Her brows furrow as if she is thinking hard, trying to remember some detail.

“Mr Crux holds the meetings. He has worked with them for years, and they have meetings yearly for some blood ceremony or some crap. Bloody freaks always drinking each other’s blood from a cup, and they call me diseased since I am rogue, those fuckers sitting around drinking blood as if they think they are bloodsuckers,” she says with a swift shake of her head.

“Did you say blood?” I ask, a little shocked by her words. Why would the hunter be drinking blood?

Tandi nods. “Yep, like clockwork. Every February, the first day of the month is the annual meeting. They talk shit and spout changes within the council. Dawning their stupid insignia about how Crux will take over once the royals are dead,” she says with a shrug as if we should know this already.

Turning my head, I look up at Kyson, confused, but I have a feeling they aren’t drinking each other’s blood, but Kyson’s. By the look on his face, he has drawn the same conclusion.

“Dustin has some documents you will want to see, too. We got Alpha Brock and Dean. They have been trafficking rogues for years,” Damian says before turning to look at Gannon, who walks over to escort Abbie and Tandi inside the castle.

I want to go with them, but now I have more pressing matters that I refuse to be left out of, and for once, Kyson lets me join him, grabbing my hand and leading us back inside toward his office. Even so, as Damian scrambles up the two measly stairs, he hisses, grasping his side, and Kyson reaches out to steady him as he is clearly in pain.

“I’m fine, bastards shot me. Liam got most out, but I still have a bullet lodged in my shoulder, but fuck, it still kills,” Damian groans.

“Why didn’t you let Liam dig it out?” he asks, and Damian glares at him in response.

“No way is that fool coming near me with a knife while I am awake! It was bad enough he had his knife digging ways with me while I was unconscious. I am not going to watch him get his jollies off while carving me up,” Damian groans again as Liam flies past, gripping his shoulder and causing Damian to growl as his back arches in pain.

“He is just upset I tried out his mate before him, or maybe he is upset he didn’t get a piece of the Liam sausage,” Liam taunts, and my eyes widen. Damian swings at him, Kyson steps in his path and absorbs the brunt of what Damian hurls at him and narrowly misses Liam.

“Liam, go!” Kyson orders, and Liam quickly saunters off, chuckling to himself as he does so.

“Permission to kill the bastard,” Damian growls.

“Permission denied. Come on, let’s get you cleaned up, and I will deal with Liam later,” Kyson says, helping haul Damian toward the office.

“Azzy, are you coming with us, or are you going to see your friend?” Kyson asks over his shoulder. I rush ahead and open the office door.

“I’m coming with you,” I answer, and he nods, assisting Damian inside.

Chapter

Sixteen

AZALEA

The gravity of our predicament hangs heavy in the air, casting a shadow over our every move. Damian has committed a crime, snatching the child of a council elder, and now we are left to grapple with the consequences.

“Larkin will come searching for his son,” Damian remarks. “Tandi mentioned that he visits every weekend. Unless news of our actions has already spread.”

“I will handle Larkin. From the information I’ve gathered, it seems he isn’t involved in this scheme. Crux, on the other hand, is deeply entrenched. But curiously, I couldn’t find any trace of Larkin’s name in any of the documents.”

Yet despite that, the council now had some answering to do. What were these secret meetings held for? And now, it was painfully evident that the council had some connection to the missing children and women that continue to be discovered. Kyson has more than enough reason to initiate a thorough investigation into the council elders themselves.

“So, if the council is involved in trafficking rogues alongside Alpha Brock, what does that have to do with the hunters?”Damian ponders aloud, genuine confusion etching across his face. The notion that the council would share the King’s blood with those responsible for hunting their own kind seems absurd.

“I don’t know,” Kyson replies, his brow furrowing in frustration. “It defies all logic. The very purpose of the council is to unite us against the hunters, to ensure the relationships between us and the packs remain strong and protected.”

“Tandi told me they killed her daughter when she tried to run. Alpha Brock killed his own daughter and drowned her in front of Tandi. I want to go over the rogue children later to see if I can match any of the children to her daughter,” Damian tells us.

Kyson nods to him, and I feel my heart break for Tandi. The mere thought of witnessing such a horrifying act sends shivers down my spine.

“So, you think that is how they kept the rogues they trafficked in line? They used their children. But how does that explain the women we have found?” I ask, and my brows furrow, remembering all the trafficked rogue women Kyson had on his computer.

“Probably didn’t come quietly, so they killed them,” Damian offers, wiping a hand down his face.

I listen to them discuss everything and Gannon comes to join them along with Liam, who Damian seems to get along with for the most part. Yet I notice Gannon remains between them both as they go over everything they know. Yet Tandi’s words kept replaying in my head. Talking about howCrux would take over once the royals are dead.Crux technically has Landeena blood.

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