Page 81 of A Mysterious Slave for the Lycan Prince

I feel my chest tighten at the thought of Finn being in potential danger. I was the one who chose him for this task. I sent him there.

If anything happens, it’s on me.

I just can’t…

I feel Flora’s small hand touching my forearm, her touch calming me down slightly and grounding me instantly. I’d feel if Finn was hurt…or worse…my gut feeling tells me that he is still out there and well. Something happened, though, I’m certain. Otherwise, we would be able to contact one of them.

I turn to Flora. “Did you manage to get in contact with anyone, love?”

She tilts her head; her lips pursed into a tiny pout. “I tried to reach out to Trixie.”

“Who’s Trixie?” I blink.

“Oh, didn’t I tell you?” She looks at me in surprise and twirls around a bit before fluttering past me and towards Janice, squeezing her hands a bit. “I’m so silly.”

Years of practice have taught me there is no use in pressuring Flora into saying anything. There is also no way she ever forgets to tell me something…if she kept it a secret, then she had to. Her gift is very peculiar.

“Trixie is a friend,” she exclaims. “And I sent her with our children to ensure they have her support when necessary.”

“Who or what is a Trixie?” Jace asks breathlessly.

“Oh, she is a fairy,” Flora beams.

“A…what?” Jace asks, dumbfounded.

“A fairy friend,” Flora explains patiently before finding her way back to me and settling in my arms. Her scent soothes me instantly. Roses. She is like my own little flower garden, my miracle.

“Goddess.” Jace drops down on the sofa next to Janice, pulling her close to him. “Henry and Tony are out there…”

Janice’s eyes are clouded with worry. “My boys are still young. Maybe it was too early to send them along.”

“I thought it would straighten them out and give them perspective. They don’t look like it, but they are far less confident than they pretend to be. I thought this might prove to them that they could be great alphas,” Jace admits. “But…”

“Jace, like you said, they are future alphas. It was not too early for them to join a mission.” I try to reason with him and force my feelings down. Half an hour ago, I was so close to calling that shitty pack and demanding to talk to the alpha to see what happened. But my lycan, Regis, proved to be the more level-headed one this time, reminding me that if Finn’s cover is still intact, we might ruin everything for him and his group.

Just when I’m about to say more, Jace’s phone rings. It’s his beta, and he answers it swiftly. The more he talks and listens, the more shocked his expression gets. He hangs up, his eyes widen in horror, and I can swear I can see tears glistening in his eyes. “Alpha Colton’s beta informed us that there was a rogue attack…and our kids and their friends, they…”

“No,” Flora interrupts him with more force than usual.

“But he said—”

“No,” Flora repeats.

She doesn’t say anymore, but she said it with so much finality in her voice that all three of us stare at her. “No?” I repeat. Flora doesn’t explain, but I know better than to question her. “Then Colton is lying to us. Something happened, and he is covering it up.” I frown.

“Are you sure?” Janice asks us with a broken voice. She keeps tugging at the hem of her sleeve nervously. Her eyes are red-rimmed. She must have cried for hours.

“We need to trust our children,” I say earnestly. “In this world, there is not only the bond between mates. There is also a bond between siblings, and between parents and their kids. If something happened to our children, we would know it.”

“That’s it, though.” Jace admits. “I felt something…”

I frown. “And now?”

“Now, the feeling is gone,” he admits.

My frown grows. Maybe his sons got hurt. If anything worse had happened to them, though, Jace would feel the bond to them tear.

“And what should we do while we wait for news?” Janice asks.

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