Page 17 of Blood Moon
“So, they caught on to the fact they still had a fraction of a bond with Elle and us?” Logan said in an angered, vampy voice.
“That’s why they’re fucking dead, asshole,” Zane said without any emotion.
“Oh, my God,” I said softly. “How do we handle this?”
“We,” Cole said, “don’t handle anything.” He looked at me, “Weas inyoubeing any part of this.”
“Fuck you,” I snapped.
“Elle,” Cole said in the only rational voice out here, “you are still too human. You don’t have the same powers you had before, or we’d bring you up to find the mole and fuck them up.”
“Damn it.” I ran my hand through my hair. “We need to get the bond repaired.”
Logan laughed in irritation. “Ellie, babe, listen,” he looked at me, “the bond won’t berepairedlike you think so long as the wolf wants nothing to do with it.”
“It’s why I sent them off,” Zane said. “I figured they’d reach that level of need to be back with Elle once they left her.”
“Oh, sweet Jesus,” Zac brushed his hand through his hair. “What are you, three fucking years old? That’s why you sent them off?”
“Son of a bitch,” Braden confirmed that Zane’s answer for trying to get the shifters to reconnect with all of us was a dumb as move.
“Alright,” Cole, our voice of reason, said. “We will use their deaths and honor them by finding the fucker who’s working for Enzo. We’ll take that asshole and force the information out of him and find where the psychopath is hiding. We will make our plans and,” he looked at Zane, “we’ll determineaftermeeting with Enzo whether or not we allow him to live or die.”
“We don’t have enough power to kill that bastard in this state, and you all know it.” Zane eyed Cole. “If Nakia and Bren are dead, then Enzo’s little mole had some pretty potent power in them to take them out like this.”
“We don’t have the fucking power, asshole, because you won’t accept what you once were. Your fucked up little mind has us screwed, and you know it,” Logan said.
“While we’re gone,” Cole said, “you better find a goddamn way to reconnect with at least Elle because, by the time we get back, I want all of us working together to search Enzo out and decide whether we become allies at this point or we kill him. Wewillhave that power. If you want to do right by Nakia and Bren, then you’ll get over this shit and fast. We can grieve the dead after we fix this.”
“It was already prophesied that we’d need Aria in her full power to help take out that asshole,” Zane countered.
“Yeah, well fuck the prophecies,” Braden said. “They never foretold that Aria would weaken any of us and practically reverse time on the shit we accomplished after bonding with Elle, either.”
“True,” I said. “What the hell do we do, then?”
“Zane needs to figure his shit out while we hunt down the bastard who did this. All eyes are now in that location, so you’ll both be safe here. If anything, those two died throwing Enzo off again. The last place he’s going to be looking for Elle and the rest of us is down here. So, we have that to our advantage.”
“And what about you all?” I asked. “How are we supposed to know or feel assured you won’t end up like Nakia and Bren.”
Logan did his sexy smirk and brought his fingers tenderly to my neck. “It’s a damn good thing your vamps are juiced up on your blood because we could kill any living piece of shit right now with just the snap of our fingers.”
“But we can’t kill Enzo,” I said.
“That’s a whole different monster. Killing his created bullshit is one thing, icing that asshole is another subject. He’s juiced up on God-knows-what, and we need the wolf—the alpha—to help form the bond and hopefully draw out the powers you once had in you,” Cole said. “The guys and I are very powerful after drinking your blood, but you and Zane are needed to help us form the bond that will be potent enough for Enzo to smell when we walk into his hidden little lair.”
“Great.” I looked at Zane. “You need to do this for them.”
“You think I haven’t tried?” He brought his asshole tone to me. “You think I haven’t fought against my natural genes to get this shit back? I have. All three of us have, and two are dead from trying.”
“Watch your tone with Elle, fucker, or you’ll join your brothers in the afterlife,” Zac threatened. “Shit, I think one of us needs to stay behind. I don’t trust this asshole around Elle.”
“I’m not going to touch the mother of my child,” Zane said flatly. “She’s safe.”
“Yeah, well, that’s part of the damn problem,” Braden snarled. “You not wanting anything to do with her isn’t exactly helping with shit. You better start opening the fuck up while we’re gone, and if you hurt her mentally or physically, we will kill you.”
“Leave him alone,” I said. “Threatening him into shit isn’t helping.” I turned to Cole, “You swear to God, you all will be safe up there?”
He nodded. “Yes, and hopefully, by having us up there, it keeps Enzo believing he’s onto us—he just won’t find you.”
