Page 83 of The Alpha's Seer
Leon stares at me with a disgusting grin before looking past me to his sister.
“Run, sister! Run as fast as you can!”
He’s taunting her, the fucker.
Everything aches, and my vision is dwindling rapidly.
Cox,I mind-link my Beta and pray he hears me.Blair is in trouble. I can’t do anything—we’re in town?—
Then I slump to the ground, the blade clattering beside me.
Leon strides past me, and I hear Blair pleading for her life and for mine.
My wolf howls, but it’s becoming distant. My eyes are closing, and I can’t fight this…
I can’t fight…this…
Leon chases Blair out of the garage, and all I can do is watch through slitted eyes, anger boiling beneath my useless skin, my muscles frozen in a burning agony I don’t recognize.
“Calix!” Blair is still screaming my name as I try to crawl toward her voice, splintering pain making me howl when she disappears from sight.
No…
I try mind-linking her and then Cox, but nothing happens.
“Goddess, please…” I beg, but I know whatever is in my system isn’t temporary. My body is shutting down, and I’m powerless to stop it.
It’s fatal, and Blair is going to die because of me.
I curl into a ball, hands gripping my head to stop it from splitting open because that’s what it’s trying to do. I can’t think, I can’t see…
Blair!
“Wolfsbane,” someone mutters in the distance. “Fucking wolfsbane!”
“Be calm, Cox. He’s not the first to be attacked with it, nor will he be the last.” I recognize the voice belonging to Alpha Drox. It sounds far away, though. “He’s still alive.”
“If he dies—” Cox growls, but he’s interrupted.
“And Blair?” A female asks, worry lacing her voice. “Whoever did this to Alpha Calix did it so they could take her, surely?”
Pain vibrates through my chest, and I grimace, trying to open my eyes.
“Calix!” I sense Cox beside me, his fingers wrapping around my hand. “Fuck, he’s alive.”
“Calix, can you hear me?” The female sounds like Luna Marie. “Can you open your eyes?”
I’m trying, but they feel too fucking heavy.
“Blair,” I rasp, my voice coming out in a wheeze that belongs to a dead man. But I’m not dead. “Blair.”
There’s silence for a moment so long it’s concerning, then Alpha Drox speaks.
“We don’t know where Blair is, Calix. We need you to tell us anything you can.”
A door bangs open, and a voice demands, “Who did this? Where’s his mate?” Alpha Asher has arrived.
We must be at the packhouse. I sigh my exhaustion and try to lift my hands from whatever I’m lying on, but it’s impossible. I feel like my muscles have been ripped out of my body. I search for my wolf, but he’s not here.
