Chapter 49
Tracey
The estate was hidden with magic. As soon as we passed through the trees, we were walking on a concrete driveway to a massive modern-looking castle. Behind it was a rubble pile that had once been the residence of all the witches and wolves Damian had under his thumb. Now it looked like it was ancient ruins. Barely anything was left of it.
The man must have sensed power inside of Knox because he didn’t look in my direction again, either that or he didn’t want to poke the bear. I couldn’t ignore how hot the possessiveness was, but on another note… It was extremely annoying. But everything Knox did got on my nerves. He was just that kind of person. He could sneeze and somehow he would make it irritating.
The man leading us flicked his fingers to the left and the oak door swung open with zero effort. No one stood on the other side. We were walking into the den of monsters and nothing worried me more. My eyes surveyed everything around us as Archer shoved ourprisonerforward and he stumbled walking up the steps. My fingers twitched for a knife or even my claws to poke through. I didn’t like this at all. Everything inside me was screamingdanger!
The magic in the air had stilled. There didn’t seem to be any magical energy around us as we continued into the keep. At the end of the long hallway, a man stood with his back toward us. He was either awfully stupid or too powerful for his own good. When he turned around his magical aura blinded me momentarily. How could he even see? He had to be able to see through the walls with that much magic.
I inhaled deeply through my nose and the magic settled a bit but not enough for me to get a good read on him. What I wouldn’t give for Granny to be here. Archer shoved Micah forward and he scrambled across the floor. My lip lifted in a sneer.
“Disgusting,” I whispered as I crossed my arms over my chest.
“The Crimson Clan,” the witch grinned. “Yes, it’s finally nice to meet all of you.” His hair was brushed back away from his face and there were little spots of red on his hands and shirt. My stomach clenched.No.
Knox cocked his head. “CrimsonPack.”
His grin only grew. “Yes, my apologies. I’m Damian.”
I swallowed hard but at least he didn’t look at me. Mav took a step forward. “By order of the Pack Law, you must stop creating and harboring wolves against their will.”
“You’re the enforcers of the Pack Law now?” Damian’s grin stayed in place. He was a handsome bastard but I could see the cruel calculating look in his eyes.
Knox cracked his knuckles. “No, not entirely. But we will be someday.”
Damian jutted his head forward while he sucked on his teeth. All that mattered was that we got Micah in. We needed to get out sooner rather than later. “I don’t answer to Pack Law, but my plans are to abolish it.”
Archer took a deep breath as he leaned against the wall. “Is Jade okay?”
Damian’s eyes remained on Knox. “Yes, she is currently dining with my five-star chef.” His words smelled like truth but there was something else. He wasn’t being completely truthful. Archer took a step forward and a growl rumbled through the area.
Damian shook his head. “You came into my home, you try to negotiate with one of the men you kidnapped and you expect me to care about what you want or don’t want?”
“We only miss our friend,” I whispered. It was true. I desperately missed her and all I wanted to do was get her out of here. That was all that mattered. I didn’t care if he wanted to rule the world, we could stop that later.
Damian’s eyes roved over my body. It took every ounce of willpower to keep my eyes lowered to the ground while he did it. I had to look submissive. “The witch and the wolf. All wrapped up and delivered right to me. What is better than that? You’re even prettier than Jade.”
Knox growled again but this time it wasn’t as threatening. We were in the belly of the beast. He would be stupid to provoke a powerful witch in his own domain, with even more powerful monsters lurking around where we couldn’t see.
Damian smirked. “Yes, and you’re powerful.” He inhaled and I finally looked up at him. His face held wonder as he closed his eyes to savor the scent. “I do love a challenge. I might just let the witches after you. They love half breeds even more than I do.”
Lie.
He snapped his fingers and a man marched from a doorway to the left. He scooped Micah off of the floor. “Take him to theinfirmary.” The way he said it made me believe he was bringing Micah somewhere else. “As for all of you, I hate to say it but whatever you hoped to accomplish today, it won’t be happening. I have lots of things to plan, starting with the downfall of your Alpha.”
My jaw ticked.
“How about this?” Damian watched as Micah was half-dragged down the hall. “I know you have the children and I know you aren’t here just for a simple talk. I’ll let you go but only so you can tell your Alpha what’s coming for him.”