Page 23 of Eternal

Farren swirled around and came face-to-face with Anthony Back. She had met him once before when she first arrived at Ashton’s and Duncan’s home. And she’d had the misfortune of eavesdropping on his daughter, Faith Black, at her engagement party.

Farren stood her ground, slipping in front of her dad to protect him.

“You have no authority over me.”

“I follow the alphas’ orders and they’ve put me in charge of securing the prisoner. He is a dangerous man and will die by execution this very minute. Now I’ll ask again, are you going to step aside, or are my men going to have to put you in the cell next door to your father?”

The heat that had flowed like a river of lava through her veins now seemed to have electrified her.

She started to seethe. A million questions flew through her head.

Had they lied to her? And worse, had she believed them like an idiot?

No. They wouldn’t do this to her. This man was acting on his own.

“You are not an omega and therefore you have no right to be here. Move or I’ll be forced to shoot both you and your father. And trust me I would like that very much.”

The rattle of rage started in the pit of her stomach then swelled under the skin of her whole body. She was barely aware that her eyes had taken on a purple hue and that instead of the usual blunt nails, she had grown claws.

Wrath filled her. And the more she latched on to the sensation, the darker it became. In some part of her brain where she was a little girl, she heard her dad calling her, but he was too far away for her to reach him.

She howled in a voice that wasn’t her own and suddenly she found her feet had lifted from the ground and she was suspended midair.

They had hurt her dead and now they were going to kill him.

Tears rolled down her face, and when she wiped at them, her fingers came away with a purplish stain to her tips.

They were going to kill her father.

She growled and was shocked and confused that she sounded like a wolf. She cut her tongue against the fangs that suddenly filled her mouth.

Around her, the men scattered in fear. Instructions were shouted and then bullets whizzed past her.

She caught one and flung it back at the man who had issued it. Without missing a beat. And that just made her roar even more. What if they hit her dad?

Her outrage held no bars now. She wanted to hurt them for hurting her dad. With one smooth exertion, she weakened the rock structure above, ready to bring the entire mass and the whole house above it down on them.

As bullets and spears continued to fly at her, she merely brushed them aside with a toss of her head. They needed to die.

“Farren.”

She stalled for a moment. She had heard her father calling out her name frantically but he was too far away. But this time,thistime she heard her name coated in the deep, gravelly voices of her alphas.

With the thought of them came their images too, and then she could see them, standing on the other side.

“Stop shooting,” they yelled in between calling her name. She watched them fling aside men who hadn’t heard their instructions and continued to rain fire on her, while others fled in terror.

One more toss of her gaze and the deadly boulders above their heads would crush them to oblivion. She also knew in some logical part of her brain that her actions would kill them all when it brought down the rest of the house with it.

The sound of her name continued to play across the tight bundle of nerves in her spine. Tears flooded her face. She didn’t know how to stop what she had started.

“Farren, sweetheart. Just look at us and breathe.”

“Farren, it’s all right. Let us take it from here, little one.”

She looked at Ashton and Duncan with complete defeat. She didn’t know what to do. She couldn’t put the heavy, deadly rocks back where they belonged. The only thing she could do was let it fall. Killing them all.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered. She had no control of this fury inside her.

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