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The elder wolf slinked toward a tree, dragging her fingers over the rough bark. “All I know is what I felt. I have no idea what exactly you were doing to cause it, but it has something to do with your bond. And after experiencing that and being drawn here, I realize there’s no severing this thing. The link wasn’t made by destiny or at random. It was forged on purpose whether you were conscious of it or not.”

A wild laugh burst out of my mouth. “Neither one of us wanted this.” Fane had only cursed me with his bite to keep the Infernal Sol intact. He’d hated me for killing his brother, thinking I did it in cold blood, and I’d loathed him for what he was.

There was no purpose to bind us in any way shape or form.

Cirilla gave a knowing smile. “You sure about that?”

“Yes,” Fane snapped. “A hundred percent sure.”

She shrugged and grabbed another leaf from the ground. “Well, it can’t be broken. And the more time you spend together, the stronger and deeper it will grow. I wouldn’t be surprised if more abilities pop up soon.”

My pulse skyrocketed as sharp blades of panic shredded my insides. Stronger? Deeper? Fane and I glanced at each other. Just how bad would this bond get?

ChapterThirty-Eight

I picked at my cuticles,making them bleed while waiting for the Mohan pack council members to take their seats around the table with Alpha Camus at the head. Fane and I were instructed to sit in the chairs along the walls, unlike when we’d joined the meeting at the alpha’s house a few weeks ago. Constance hadn’t set up a refreshments table, either.

Camus called the meeting to discuss the night of the agrigon attack. Dorian had stuck to his story that I’d ordered the demons to attack the shifters and only fought back when they turned on me. Neither Mina nor Will had regained consciousness, and the chances of that happening weren’t good.

So it was my word against the beta’s.

Fane slapped his massive hand against mine. “Stop fidgeting,” he mumbled under his breath.

“Easy for you to say.” A cold sweat made my t-shirt sticky, and I plucked at it while scowling at Dorian who sat on the alpha’s right side. A woman with a blunt, dirty blonde bob sat next to him, her dark, almost black eyes boring into mine with enough venom to murder ten men. “You’re not the one on trial. What will they do if they don’t believe me?” The only person truly on my side at that table was Ephraim.

“They’re not going to do a damn thing to you.”Fane’s voice barreled into my mind as a rough, angry growl.

My gaze lifted to his as tingles rippled over my body. This was the first time he spoke into my mind since Cirilla told us the link was unbreakable. We’d been avoiding each other these last three days and could barely sit in the same room for more than a few minutes before one of us bolted.

I had no idea how much I missed him until now.

My throat shrank, and I blinked to clear the tears before they could brim over. After we left the woods that night, Fane reminded me that the bond could stem from his demon side or the Infernal Sol, so there was still a chance we could sever it.

Neither of us wanted to admit how slim that chance was, and avoiding each other was the only thing we could do to stop the link from developing more. But after being so close to him these last few weeks in Mohan Wilds, the separation was brutal. Painful. In fact, I hated it.

Fane’s fingers closed around mine, squeezing.“I won’t let anyone lay a fucking finger on you no matter what they choose to believe. You know that, right, Teague?”

I nodded as my chest threatened to cave in from the determination—and protectiveness—in his voice.

The door closed with a loud bang, and I jumped in my seat.

“Now that everyone is here, we’ll begin.” Camus motioned toward me in the back of the room. “You all know that a nest of agrigon demons was discovered in our territory, and they killed several wolves. Some discrepancies of the event have emerged, and I’d like that cleared up today.”

Only the highest-ranking council members were invited to this meeting. Besides Camus, Dorian, and Ephraim, Marissa was there as well as Torrance, the beta after Fane’s dad, and Julia, the healer. Three other members, including the mystery woman next to Dorian, glared at me like I was already the enemy.

I shifted in the chair as heat crawled over my neck. This wouldn’t end well.

“Dorian, go ahead and explain what you encountered.” Camus motioned for his beta to stand.

Marissa patted her mate’s arm and kissed his cheek. “You’ve got this. Make sure everyone knows the truth.” Her icy emerald eyes cut to mine, narrowing. “They need to know they’ve let a monster into our community.”

Fane released a menacing growl, catching Marissa’s attention even across the room. Fury whipped through her expression, but it was gone in an instant as she turned back to Dorian.

The beta stood, cleared his throat, and clasped his hands behind his back as he addressed the members. “I was there the night those sub-demons attacked, and we lost too many. If I’d known what Tate was capable of, I never would have allowed her to be here. Like I’d said from the start, she’s an outsider and shouldn’t—”

“Get to the point, Dorian.” Camus’s shoulders strained beneath his shirt as he seared his beta with a dark look.

Dorian gave a curt nod. “When the agrigons dropped from the trees, none of them charged Tate, and it seemed like she was communicating with them.”

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