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"Keep it," Flynn countered. The flared anger before was not controlled and it scared me. "I'd always believed you were a Keeper who lived by our code. I looked up to you, I wanted to be just like you."
I gripped my father's arm as the Keeper narrowed his gaze at the action.
"But you broke our rules. You mated with one of them." He looked at me with disgust. "And now you'll die with this abomination that should never have been allowed to take her first breath."
Harrison looked at me and smiled. He wrapped an arm around me.
"There was a light that I saw the day you were born," he said to me. "A light that has kept me going through the years, knowing that our sacrifice was worth it."
Flynn scoffed at my father's words to me, and I gave him a glare.
"You're beautiful, good, and you've been worth every sacrifice I've made."
My eyes glistened. The sadness I felt was overtaken by a sudden fear and resignation. I put my hand to my chest as I struggled through the intense emotions.
"What's wrong?" Harrison asked, looking concerned. I released him and stepped back, trying to figure out what was going on.
The only explanation I could come up with was the wolfsbane was wearing off and my emotions were intensifying.
"There is no point in prolonging this," Flynn said, taking control of the situation. His eyes were hard, ruthless and unyielding.
Knowing this was the end, Harrison reached out and took my hand in his.
"Are you ready?" he asked. His eyes swept over me as I nodded.
I wasn't ready to end my life but the choice wasn't mine to make anymore. My fate was now in the hands of the Keepers, who hated my very existence.
But this time it was more than killing me. They would kill my father as well. That hadn't been a part of my plan and the sadness I felt was overwhelming that there was nothing I could do to change the outcome.
"Yes," I said, my voice wobbling slightly, but I refused to acknowledge the fear that caused it.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Kyle
I had no idea what awaited us as we drove.
"So what's the plan?" James asked, pulling my attention away from the road.
"I don't know," I answered, feeling the tension in my shoulders. It went against my very nature to approach a dangerous situation without some sort of plan in my mind. I had no idea what to expect, and we were literally going in blind.
"I'm just hoping we're not too late." I only wanted to find her alive; anything beyond that wasn't something I wanted to contemplate.
James gave me a sideways glance.
"You can back out." I gave him one last out.
"No way," he said, refusing. "I've got your back."
He always had. For as long as I could remember he had been a part of my life, my friend, my confidant and in later years he had become my beta. I trusted him completely, which had lightened my responsibility as an alpha. But I felt guilty dragging him to the hopeless situation where there was little chance of surviving.
"I have no idea what's in store for us," I murmured.
The sun began to rise, the first rays lighting up the sky and chasing away the dark. But it did nothing to lighten the foreboding mood that had me in its grasp.
I pressed my foot down on the accelerator, pushing the speed limit, needing to get to my mate as soon as I could. It was hard not to feel betrayed and angry with her actions, even if I understood why she'd made them.
The closer we got to the Keepers, the more nervous I felt. My only drive was to see my mate again. To see her vibrant red hair and see her emerald-green eyes one last time. To touch my skin to hers and feel that connection just once more.
