Page 15 of Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire
The flight I plan to take is tomorrow morning, which is fine. It will give me enough time to meet him and get this crap over with. It takes me over an hour to reach the location he picked, a place not too far from Midnight Academy, one of the four Academies for supernatural species.
I get out of the car I have rented for the drive, making sure that the weapon I have brought is tucked into my jacket pocket. I am wearing an oversized jumper with jeans and a knee-length puffer jacket on top. I have several weapons on me, just in case. I don’t trust Judah at all.
I walk through the woods to the cavern where we often met, stopping several feet away from it.
“I’m here,” I call, the smell of cocaine reaching my nose. I clench my jaw. There was a time he wore the perfect mask. Sure, he was a bad boy… but his twisted dark side had only become clear once I was far too deep into it all.
“Ah, my little pet…” His voice, which I now hate, comes, and he steps out of the cavern, smoking a joint. His gaze travels over me, making my skin crawl. Funny how that works; someone whose touch you once desired now makes you sick.
“What do you want, Judah?” I ask icily.
The urge to rip him apart is pretty strong, but killing without reason would mean we’d be trialled at the supernatural court of Selene, a court which would bring everything to light, including everything he has on me. Maybe I have reason to pull the trigger or rip his heart out, but I don’t want to kill anyone else…
“You. You promised to be mine, but you let another mark you. How about I carve that thing out of your neck?” His voice holds barely controlled rage as he steps closer.
“Stay back. We are through. It’s been a year, Judah, and what you did, I won’t ever forgive. You’re a sick bastard, and I don’t want you in my life.” I don’t bother hiding the resentment in my tone.
“The thing is, Babe, you don’t get to decide.”
I shake my head as I laugh, “You’re fucking stupid if you think I’m going to actually bend or fear a bastard like you. You may have forgotten who I am, but allow me to remind you. Piss me off, and not only will I rip your dick off, soak it in vinegar and spice, and then force-feed it to you, but I won’t hesitate to go to the King himself. I’m sure he won’t mind dealing with you.” He comes closer, and I am ready to reach for my gun if I need to.
“No, I haven’t forgotten. I have forgotten nothing. If you go to him, yeah, he will manage to kill me. Of course. But will he be able to stop me from spreading the images I have of you and your precious little friends? Ah, shit, the twins, they’re his girls, right? Damn, imagine nude images of his precious little princesses plastered all over the net? And the blonde, damn, she has curves to fucking die for.”
Anger flares through me. I lunge at him, punching him across the face. The joint he is smoking falls to the floor, and the smell of blood tells me I had hit him hard. Good.
“Don’t you ever fucking try to blackmail me with them! Your issue is with me, right? Then fucking focus on me!” I spit as he grabs me by my neck.
I twist out of his hold, about to punch him, when he shoves me back, pulling out a gun just as I grab mine. My chest is heaving as I glare at him with pure hatred.
Not Kataleya. Skyla and Song would probably be able to deal with it, but not our Angel. No fucking way. Fear for her envelopes me, just imagining something like that happening to Kataleya. She and Skyla are the twin daughters of Kiara and Alejandro. Kataleya suffered far too much as a child. She still never got over what happened to her back then…
“They are seventeen, how sick are you?” He cocks his gun, aiming it at my stomach.
“Want me to show you?”
“What the fuck do you want, Judah? You can’t have me back, I’m never going to be yours. Do you want money? Anything. Tell me how much, and then just let’s end this. Please.” I am tired of this. He sneers at me, wiping the blood from his mouth.
“I want you… but I guess if you do me a few favours, I can let you go.”
“And the videos and images you have of us will be returned to me,” I clarify. I can’t trust him, but I don’t really have a choice. This is just too risky, but I need to buy some time.
“Hmm, that can work, but I expect you to obey me, Azura. I’ll be watching.”
I will look for a way to get everything he has on us back, I just… I need to figure something out. I have tried. The only problem is I don’t even have anything belonging to him to see if I can have a witch do a locator spell. I’m so screwed.
“Now how about the first favour?” He smirks, and I frown at him.
“If you think I’ll get with you then - “
A menacing growl reaches my ears, and I spin around just as a huge wolf launches itself at me.
“Oh, I’ll sleep with you if I want… but right now, I want to see you getting rid of one rabid wolf. Shit, I hope the pup doesn’t die so soon.” His voice is getting fainter, and I hear him snicker.
I stare at the beast that launches itself at me, saliva dripping from his mouth as he tries to attack me. I realise what Judah’s aim is, his words ringing in my mind. I feel sick. He is risking my baby’s life. Bastard…
Do I shift? Can I shift?
I pull the trigger, aiming for the wolf’s leg. I don’t know who this is or what has happened to them. I just need to injure it enough for me to get away. The wolf growls as it claws me across my back. The pain is accompanied by intense burning, and I flinch, spinning around and kicking him off me, throwing him tothe floor violently.
