Red Moon Secrets(71)

"Didn't know these woods had wolves."
Reese stares at the duster in disbelief, snarling in disgust.
"I didn't realize this crowd was pathetic enough to bring along fairies."
Chaz opens his mouth to speak—or threaten the alpha—but Dice beats him to it.  "I wouldn't do that if I were you.  He really doesn't like to be called a fairy."
That changes Chaz's scowl to a near grin, and I have to stifle a laugh.
Reese snorts derisively, but he doesn't press it.  Instead, he turns his attention to me.  "Creature Goddess.  You're not supposed to exist."
Kane grinds his teeth and steps in front of me.  "If you try to—"
"Wolves are loyal," Reese says, interrupting my fuming fiancé.  Fiancé.  That sounds so good.  "Very loyal.  Freya was our queen long ago.  She saved us from extinction.  A daughter or granddaughter of hers is a queen of ours.  There's a war coming.  You're going to need more allies than this," he says, motioning to our small semblance of a fucked-up coven.
He's right.  There is a war coming, but I'm not so sure wolves are really as loyal as he claims.
"How did the human witch know who she was?" Zee asks.
Reese doesn't look so cocky or intimidating.  Instead, he seems helpful for a change.  "The spirit told her.  It seems someone had been talking to the spirit—someone from our world.  They know she exists.  They're planning to strike, and they'll be prepared for her.  We need to be ready."
Kane breathes out heavily, watching in dismay as our brief moment of euphoria is swept away by the darkness in our lives.
"How'd you find us?" Kane asks, still grilling the supposed-friendly wolf.
"We were staking out your place, waiting on you to return.  We followed your lycans back from your old place.  They really need to learn to spot a tail better."
Kane murmurs something under his breath, and then he shakes his head.
"I need to go instruct my pack," Reese says, turning to walk away and leave us with the heaviness that has settled.
"Just when I thought things were getting better," I mumble.
"Where’re the lycans and Frankie?" Chaz asks, looking to us.
I shrug, and Kane does the same.  Dice smirks as he answers.  "The she-devils and the warlock went to go check the perimeter after the wolves snuck in without catching our attention.  Everyone got out of the house like you did when the two of them got to celebrating," he says teasingly, pointing a thumb in our direction.
I'm actually a little worried my cheeks are on fire right now—that's how bad they burn.  Kane coughs on a laugh while shaking his head.
"I really didn't think—"
"Night stalker," Drackus growls, motioning for Kane to follow him just as my snickering mother walks up to my side.
"Shit," Kane mumbles under his breath before walking toward my fuming father.  I suppose his anger had been put on a temporary hold until the wolves were settled.
"That's beautiful," Mom says, looking at the red and green stone—obviously I'm irritated.  "But you've got it on the wrong finger, dear."#p#分页标题#e#
The smile that spreads is unavoidable, and the stone fills up with night stalker blue.
"It's not on the wrong finger," I say, still grinning, and delighting in the horror that spreads across her face.
"Alyssa, it's too soon.  You barely know him."
I shrug, still unable to wipe away my smile.  "I've known him longer than you knew most of your husbands when you married them—including Drackus."
She tries to sound offended, but then she rolls her eyes when she thinks of how right I am.  My ring refuses to budge from its brilliant blue.  But something tells me it'll be widow's purple before long.
My moment of trepidation is cast aside when I see Drackus’s arms flailing high in the air as he dramatically emphasizes his threats to Kane.  My poor fiancé looks to me for help, but he’s on his own.  Drackus and I can’t both get pissed at the same time.  That has already proven to be bad—very bad.
 
Kane's body rests firmly against mine, keeping one arm wrapped around me protectively, as he sleeps peacefully.  I'm dying of thirst.  And I'm worried about Gage being out there by himself.  There's only one way to make sure he's okay.
With Kane here, Gage's spell won't have an effect on me.  We need him and his knowledge, and though I want to slap him for being stupid enough to cast a love spell on me, I also want to know he's safe.  I won't believe it until he's here.
Slipping out from under my beautiful night stalker, I head toward the kitchen, ready to piece a phone together—not mine, of course.  I choose Drackus's.  Gage will answer quickly when he sees his name.