“Then if they are guilty, we won’t stop them from executing them,” I said worriedly as I turned to Ryder to judge his response.
“If they broke the laws, then you’re right. We can’t save them, not without jeopardizing the peace we are trying for,” Ryder agreed with hesitancy in his voice. “But they don’t just have an execution planned, Pet, they will plan on torturing them to make a point.”
“Then we’d better do something about it,” I said softly as I wrapped my fingers around his. “I won’t allow them to suffer, but I won’t allow them to start a war either.”
Chapter Thirty-Eight
We stood in the crowd, cloaked by invisibility. Snipers lined the roofs, and I watched silently as Lucian and his men removed the threat. They didn’t just remove them though. I was certain he’d taken them someplace else and I was pretty sure I didn’t want to know where, or what he was doing to them. I also didn’t care, which surprised me. I didn’t care as long as no one ever found the corpses, or proof that they’d been taken out.
The Guild members lined the steps of the Seattle Guild. They were preaching to the Humans who listened as if they were God himself. Fanatics, people who would hang on each word they said, and every lie they whispered.
“We will not take it, not anymore. We can rise up against them, and stop them from feeding on our race. If we work together, we can push them from our world and ensure that no other suffers the fate that these innocent women have at the hands of our enemies. Make no mistake, we are at war!” Harold, one of the Guild Elders continued. He was one we all knew, because he was the top dog at the Seattle Guild. He was also the one who fed orders to the Spokane Guild, or had before they’d lost it.
The crowd erupted into angry cries and I shook my head. I was stuck in the middle. I understood their fears and the reasoning behind it. They were part of the favored food group for most Fae, unfortunately, the Fae doing it didn’t stop at FIZ state, they continued until death was the outcome.
“If we do nothing, the Fae within the crowd will attack,” Ryder said softly, and it drew my eye to those who were indeed in the audience with disgruntled rage on their perfect features.
“Do you trust me, Ryder?” I asked and felt his fingers as they entwined through mine. He brought them up and kissed my knuckles.
“Without hesitation,” he whispered.
“Keep Alden safe until I get back,” I said and smiled.
I started through the crowd, pushing and shoving my way to the front of it. As I did so, the Elder continued as the Witches and Warlocks in front of the Guild held the four condemned Light Fae locked down with their magic.
“Today it ends! Today we show you who controls this world! We can’t do it alone though; we need your help, and your vigilance!” the Elder shouted and the news camera’s followed his movement as he started in the direction of the Fae.
I could smell the heavy scent of freshly smelted iron. I watched as they brought it out in liquid form and my stomach dropped at the thought of how they intended to kill them. Liquid iron wouldn’t kill them quickly; it would be a painfully slow death.
“Ryder, tell the Elite Guard to turn music on, and make it loud. Phones, radios, make sure you channel it through everything.” He gave me a mischievous smirk.
“Done,” his voice rumbled in my head.