Roane narrowed his eyes at her. “You’re making me want to snap your neck again. For a while there, I didn’t want to. Funny how that emotion is never far for long.”
Christian hid a grin.
The flames lit up again, but they were contained. They only filled half of her eyes, waving together in sync. “I’m sure we’ll have another disagreement. You can try at that point, but until then, I suggest you remember the reason you’re scouting ahead.” She stepped toward him, dropping her voice. “For Davy, remember?”
He was scouting ahead to keep the group safe, but he got her meaning. This was all about Davy.
Christian sensed the new tension and cleared his throat. “That’s why I’m here.” He looked at Roane. “Another family of wolves is coming.”
Roane frowned. “Who?”
“They come from Mother Wolf.”
Roane had killed their Alpha, but the younger wolf was second in line to the female wolf. “She’s allied with Jacith.”
Christian nodded. “More than likely.”
“How close?”
“Half a day behind us.”
Roane said, “Then we keep going. I’m going to fall behind to watch them. I want to study my opponent first.”
“I’ll go with you.”
“No.” Roane shook his head, speaking to Christian. “You keep ahead. We’ll switch our teams. You had your wolves trailing us, and my vampires were scouting ahead. I’ll pull my team to trail behind. Your guys go ahead this time.”
“They’re wolves—” Christian started to argue.
“And they’ll react to other wolves,” Roane interrupted him. His tone was firm. The decision was made. “They won’t be expecting vampires.”
“If they bite you—” Christian warned.
“Then nothing. A wolf bite doesn’t kill us.” Roane started back to the group.
Christian turned, watching him go. He called after him, “Since when?”
Roane threw over his shoulder, “Since ever. You need to rip us apart to kill us.” He kicked forward with a sudden surge of speed. He was moving faster than the other two could see, and when he was gone from eyesight, and from within hearing distance, Christian looked at the blue-leather girl.
She was watching him back. She saw the questions forming and shook her head. “I still will not explain who I am to you. No one except one needs to know.”
“Why do I get a feeling that Lucas is that one?”
“Because he was. He’s the leader. You pretend you are, and may tell yourself that you are, but he’s the true leader. Even myself, as I am a more evolved being than he is, must acknowledge that he has the power in this situation. Your men follow you. You follow him. His men follow him. He is the one who needed to know.” Her top lip lifted in a sneer. “And even now, I am regretting revealing myself to him.”
“Why did you?”
Christian was more than curious about the girl. She wasn’t a witch. He thought that was all she was at first, but he was wrong. Witches didn’t fight like she did, and if there was an impasse between herself and Roane, which he doubted there was, then that said more about her fighting abilities than he found from his own little skirmish with her. He held back, as he assumed Lucas had as well. They wouldn’t really know who the better fighter was until there was a day, it was kill the other or die. Only that day would show the true winner, and as long as they were allies, Christian knew it wouldn’t come.
Saren answered his question, “Because he needed to know. He needed to know who else was on his side before we arrive in the Mori territory.” She waited, feeling the wolf’s desire for more information. He was like the vampire. He didn’t like not knowing, either if she was truly an ally or an enemy in sheep’s clothing. He was also sensing the familiarity of Talia through her. His previous lover’s essence lingered with her, since coming forth to talk with the vampire, but the wolf knew her on a carnal level. Saren said nothing, though. She wasn’t lying. Only one needed to know. That was it if another knew that one past Immortal thread-holder was still on this plane, linked to all of the past thread-holders, she would become the hunted. Within her own self, she held the power of a complete army, and when she would be reunited with Davy, that power would be doubled. The true Immortal was an army on her own as well, but the wolf still didn’t realize how powerful Davy could be. He, like so many others, was just becoming aware of an actual Immortal. Davy was a new entity. When she faced against Jacith, it would be realized the depths of her power, and that would change everything.
But Saren said none of this to the wolf. It wasn’t her place to tell. She did ask, “Can I be of service of to you, Wolf?”
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