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Moving forward, I silence my steps. I avoid the broken twigs and keep my paws steady on the wet leaves. Another mile into the woods, we come to the edge of a clearing. On the other side is where we need to be, but I’ve got a feeling this is where those witches intend to catch us . . . thinking we’re too stupid and will just rush through the meadow to get to Jazmine.
“What do you want us to do?” Dane says, speaking through the mind link we share.
“It’s a trap,” Tucker remarks.
“Agreed, let’s go around. Cyrus’s men can go one way, we’ll go the other. We split, and they’ll have to divide up if they’re still around.” I highly doubt they are still around, though. Something about all of this feels like a test to me.
I make sure Cyrus agrees with the plan. Once he agrees, my brothers and I start to the left while he and his go to the right.
The very air around us seems to be sucked out of the area, and dread falls on my tongue. Whatever’s about to happen, it’s coming, and there’s no stopping it. A part of me senses it. From the vision Karsyn shared with me, it’s the very feeling she’s lived through for years.
“I want my daddy.” The sound of my niece’s voice as she cries for Cyrus pisses me off.
“It’s okay, sweetheart, he’ll come for you. I promise. Everything will be okay. He wouldn’t give up on you.” The hushed woman’s voice is fragile and shaky.
I don’t know who the woman is and don’t give a damn. All that matters is getting Cyrus’s daughter back.
And finding where the blood witches are hiding. It can’t be as simple as this. It never is.
Closing my eyes, I take in my surroundings, feeling, not just smelling those around me. My brothers. Cyrus and his men coming toward us. The woman and Jazmine. Nothing else in the area. It’s as if the witches themselves have disappeared . . . vanished into thin air.
Shaking my snout, I release a growl of frustration and dig my nails into the dirt beneath them.
I’ll allow my brother to handle the rest from here. To get his little girl. While he does that, I’ll watch his back until we get out of these damn woods. I need to be back at the clubhouse seeing to my mate and own daughter.
Long moments later, Cyrus comes toward me carrying his sobbing daughter in his arms. Behind him is a woman, the one who must have been with Jazmine. She’s a beautiful woman and the way my brother is standing in front of her speaks volumes. I’m willing to bet this is the mate Karsyn mentioned.
“I’m heading to my clubhouse to take care of?—”
Cyrus doesn’t get to finish as the wind itself starts to laugh. The laughter is grating on my nerves as a man shielded in black cloth steps from the air itself, just appearing out of nowhere. Never have I seen anything like it in my life.
“I see you found what isn’t for you to take.” That voice . . . I know it. I heard it in Karsyn’s vision. This is the one she called Death.
“And who the fuck are you to say my daughter is yours?” Cyrus snarls, stepping forward.
“It’s written. It’s nature’s law. A prophecy to take place.” Death waves a hand, and immediately, we’re surrounded by witches. His gleaming eyes meet mine, though I don’t actually see his. I can feel them beating into me. “It’s not time yet, but it will be. The blood moon is rising and power is shifting. You have what I want, and I will get them all. Just wait and see. Time ticks and the moon shifts. I’ll have them all. Wait and see. I’ll have you at my feet when the night comes. You will have no choice in this. It will happen. Know this now. The blood moon will change it all.”
Still laughing, Death disappears once again as if he were never there. The blood witches following behind, all cackling.
“What the fuck just happened?” one of Cyrus’s men demands.
“The fuck if I know.” Cyrus snarls and looks at me. “What the fuck is going on here?”
“Death is happening.” The woman behind Cyrus whispers, her voice like a melody. “He wants to destroy you all and plans to do so. But there’s a way to defeat him.”
“Yeah, we’ve heard that already,” Cyrus mutters, glaring. “Let’s get the fuck out of here.”
Snorting, I turn from him and start at a run, ready to get back and find out for myself what exactly is going on. I don’t know this woman and what she said. She’s Cyrus’s problem. I’ve got my own as it is. He can deal with her.
It doesn’t take hardly any time to get back toward the town. The closer I get, I shift along with my brothers, and head for my bike. There’s no way I’m about to leave my bike anywhere but at the clubhouse.
Stepping through the doors, the first thing I see is my daughter resting her weary body against Big Daddy’s side while sitting at a table.
“You find her?” Big Daddy asks, not moving, though I’m confident he wants to.
“Yeah,” I answer and look to the other side of the table for a split second. A part of me calms at the sight of Karsyn sitting there, a takeout container in front of her, and it looks like she’s barely touched any. Returning my attention to Big Daddy, I keep talking. “Cyrus is taking her to his clubhouse and another woman that was found with her.”
“His mate,” Karsyn whispers.
