Page 121 of Those That Are Lost
Ty is striding towards him, blood staining his side but the wound looking less aggressive now. The two embrace as they meet on the grass. They say something to each other in low voices that I can't hear but the joy radiates from both of them.
Henry and Ash come stand with me, Antares gasps at Henry’s arm but relaxes as Henry shows us that he can now move his fingers and his wrist. Atlas and Ty join us a few moments later.
“Give me a summary, someone. What’s the result?” Ty looks between those that fought out here.
“They put up a strong fight until they felt the bond snap. I’m guessing that’s down to you two?” Atlas nods to me and my mate. Ty nods. “Most gave in after that, not that we didn’t have the advantage. They really weren’t expecting the wolves. Good work getting them, by the way.” He looks at Ash who sits at Henry’s side.
“Losses?” Ty asks and my breath hitches.
“One, Jackson. Cairn took him out pretty quickly at the beginning. I tried to get to him but he didn’t have any fighting experience and it was over too quickly.”
I take a slow inhale as that sinks in. The male had seemed sweet. The weight of not reaching out to him sooner settles heavy on my shoulders, maybe he could’ve been protected better. I’m also happy that Ash chewed Cairn’s head off not long after.
“Mitch is injured pretty badly too, but he’ll live,” Antares adds.
My gaze immediately seeks him out, I’d spotted himearlier but as he’d been upright, I hadn’t lingered on him in my haste to check the others were alive.
Indeed, one of the wolves is by his side as he and Bartie are starting to build a fire. I can tell from his posture that he’s not putting weight on one leg.
“We should go help them,” I tell the group, needing to be active.
“We need your decision on those two.” Antares gestures to where two males are sitting on the ground, being guarded by two of the wolves—one I recognise as Kai, and the other I’m unsure of—and a male vampire I don’t know. “Silas and Miller returned tonight. It’s the reason this whole thing kicked off. They brought back footage of you and Ty.”
“Adicious told me about that, it’s why he sought me out. He said one of Fillias’s pack captured it.”
I watch as the group takes in that information. Every face falls into a grim line. What the connection was between Fillias and Adicious we don’t know, but if they were passing information between each other, it can’t be good. Right now, though, we have more pressing matters.
“We were all in the common room when they arrived. Adicious wouldn’t let Antares leave to come get you. He resisted pulling out his magic until Adicious had left and that we had no other option but to blow our cover.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t get to you, to help you. The bond burned so badly.” His face screws up as he remembers the pain.
“It’s okay. I was cursing you at the time, but thankfully, Ty got here and brought the cavalry.”
“They all need to die.” Ty’s stern voice cuts across our conversation, eyes shooting daggers towards the males sitting across the lawn and their captors.
“I wouldn’t be so hasty,” Atlas responds. “I gave Silas the ultimatum and he was pretty fucking happy that we werestarting a revolution. He even helped me take down a couple of them.”
“They brought the evidence to Adicious, I don’t trust them.”
“He’s holding Miller hostage right now. He’s done nothing but help our side. I would give him a chance. It was Miller who was given the footage from the Scotian Pack, who alerted Adicious to it, and you know full well Silas wouldn’t have been able to do anything even if he wanted, they didn’t know what we were planning.”
“Fine. But one foot out of line and he’s going in the fire with the rest of them.”
Atlas seems satisfied with that.
“I have to agree. If he helped these guys take out most of the pack, we need to at least offer him a chance.” I step up to Ty and place my arm around his waist. Subtly, I feel around his healing wound, happy to feel only dried blood. He’s healing.
“What about Miller?”
“Oh, he tried to run. Along with the other one,” Antares pipes up. “Only reason they’re not dead is because I had to focus my power to save Mitch. It’s holding them there right now, if they try to get up, they’ll quickly find they can’t breathe.”
“And we weren’t sure what to do about deserters.” Atlas adds in, sounding like he’s repeated that phrase too much already tonight. I’m guessing Antares was arguing to simply end them from the looks they fire at each other.
“Fine. Let’s go see what they have to say. And then we need to start getting rid of the evidence,” Ty says, taking my hand and leading us over to the hostages and their guards.
Interviewing the two vampire males is an out of body experience. It's the moment the power of what we’re doing hits me. As we question them both, Ty and I areprotected by several of the others. They’re all prepared to launch at the captives should they try and hurt either one of us. Only Henry and Antares might be bonded but the rest have already submitted to our leadership. I feel it, like the bonds are already there.
Ty commands the interrogation smoothly, keeping his voice level and calm the entire time. Although, the edge of authority and the show of his fangs does not emit the vibe that he’s willing to be lenient. Even covered in blood, and with a healing wound on his side, he takes control with effortless ease. It’s hot as fuck.
