Page 77 of Midnight Moon
“Chase and I will handle everything. There’s no need to involve anyone else.”
I had enough.
Anger bubbled up in my chest, and I was ready to burst. “You’ve got to give me more than that, Asher. Explain why I shouldn’t go straight to my father and tell him about the danger threateningourpack?”
The Wilds shifters shared a look.
I snapped. “No! Do not communicate in your minds. Say what you want to say out loud.”
“Blair,” Asher sighed. “Things are… complicated. We can’t involve the others.”
Complicated?!?
“I’d say this is all a little more thancomplicated,Asher,” I shouted the offending word. “I don’t know if you noticed, but I almostdiedtonight.”
Fury overtook the shifter’s expression, catching me off-guard.
Asher’s eyes did their weird electric-glowy thing, and his voice pitched into a low, dangerous rumble, “I will kill the one who hurt you, Blair. I vow it.”
The intensity of his reaction overwhelmed me, and I felt the invisible rope try to tug me towards him. I resisted.
Truth be told, I wasn’t interested in vengeance for myself. I only cared that no other shifter was hurt by sorcerers.
Chase cleared his throat. “The sorcerers wouldn’t be able to cross onto pack lands without help, Blair. For now, the sorcerers are detained and should no longer be a threat, but Asher and I need to figure out who is helping them. That will be easier to do if we keep the attacks on your pack quiet.”
They think shifters are helping sorcerers?
Impossible.
No pack associates with the magical race.
Except the Wilds Pack.
Part of me considered if Asher and Chase had something to do with this mess.
What if their involvement in the Alpha Games somehow lured the sorcerers here?
What if associating with them was the reason the sorcerers targeted my pack?
“Sorcerers are the ones who created the boundaries around pack lands,” I pointed out, eager to prove no packs were working with my attackers. “They wouldn’t need help to cross them.”
“The boundaries are locked in with shifter blood,” Chase countered. “No sorcerer could break that lock without help.”
Well, damn…
“Fine. Maybe a shifter is involved, but it’s still my duty to tell my father about the threat to our pack.” Who’s to say the sorcerers wouldn’t go after Hunter again? Or someone else back home? I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.
“Your duty is to protect your pack. Your silence is how you will protect them.”
“No,” I pointed a shaking finger at Asher. “My silence is how I protectyou. My pack didn’t have a problem with magic until you two showed up, wanting to participate in the games. Whatever is happening here is your fault.”
The words felt nasty to say, but I wouldn’t take them back.
Asher once said he didn’t believe in coincidences. Well, neither did I.
“Blair, I—” Chase reached for me.
A snarl passed Asher’s lips.
