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Sirens were a mystery not meant to be understood. They were feral animals with no honor or use; predators with a lust for sex and blood that no smart being should trust. I didn't understand Tzidal's pull toward the dangerous creature. She wasn't simple, but her relationship with the siren made me question her just the same.
"Oh, I'm still strong," he said, giving the omega a playful pout. "All sirens are. Of course, my strength is nothing compared to an alpha or some of Havre's larger creatures, but if a smart beast sees a powerful enemy and expects to lose a fight, he'll submit to save his own skin."
"So the only real power you have is your bluff?" Tzidal asked in awe. She grabbed his arm and squeezed him close. His wound from yesterday was completely gone, and I looked at his smooth, pale skin longingly.
"Doesn't it scare you?" Tzidal asked him. "What if someone doesn't believe your trick?"
"He doesn't use his tricks for combat," I said, stifling a grunt as I shifted Joon's weight on my back. "He uses his tricks to fuck and eat."
Lex let out a loud laugh. "That's true."
I didn't want to admit how thankful I was for the siren's powers. His sabbot-form made the hannoth pause at seeing a mightier beast, and it gave my wolf the opportunity to take the bastard down. But it still would have been nice if Lex had pulled out his trick sooner.
"If I can get a fantasy just right," he continued, speaking sweetly to Tzidal, "a wolf will slit his own throat to bury his cock inside me. Then all I need to do is plant a quick kiss," he poked Tzidal's nose, making her smile, "and they fall over, ready to submit their beating hearts to my belly."
"You're gross," Tzidal snorted, wrinkling her nose.
A slight snap of a twig cracked just to my left, and I turned my head in the direction of the noise. The pair in front of me kept talking, unaware of the movement not far from us. I had sensed a presence the last few days, but I didn't know yet how much of a threat they were. Right now, it wouldn't take much.
A pained grunt left Joon's lips, and Tzidal stopped speaking mid-sentence, racing to him. I kept walking as the omega fussed behind me, trying to talk to the weak alpha. She placed a hand on the back of my arm but didn't ask me to stop walking. I was grateful. Joon's weight was pressing hard on my body and pulling me down. If I stopped, I wasn't confident my feet would move again.
"Is he okay?" Lex asked, dropping behind me to speak with Tzidal.
"He's not awake," she whispered, her tone sad and muted.
The two whispered as the siren comforted her, neither expecting me to add to the conversation.
"It'll be okay, puppy," Lex whispered. "Byriel will get him help. Joon will be okay."
"You think the witch can save him?" Tzidal asked, stepping up next to me. Her eyes repeatedly flickered back to her mate draped over my shoulder. I could smell the threat of tears on her, but she held firm, not succumbing to her softer emotions.
"Yes. Haxa is very good," I said. "If anyone can fix him, it's her."
I knew Haxa well, even though it had been years since I had been in her part of the forest. She was kind to me, supplying the King with herbs and spells. She was an excellent green witch. And I hoped she was stiff fond enough of me to help.
"Wolf," Lex snipped. My body went tight at the sharpness of his tone. He was full of fire today, his biting remarks pricking my skin and provoking my wolf.
If only I had a bit of my strength...
"What's the plan once we find the witch?" he asked carefully, moving his dark, wet eyes over the side of my face. My wolf growled, sensing something unsaid in his tight expression.
"Once she heals us, we'll need to find somewhere safe until we're back on our feet. There are several caves within the mountains along here," I said, trying to ignore the pain radiating down my hip and legs. Every step felt as if I was walking through fire. It was a fitting punishment for my sins. "I'm confident we'll find something decent that will allow us to gather our strength before pressing on."
"And then what?" he asked in a clipped tone, his eyes narrowed.
My wolf snarled. Whatever the siren was implying had woken my beast. The bit of energy my anger gave me put my wolf in the mood to fight. And I was on the verge of letting him.
"We sleep and hunt." I provided the obvious answer to the siren's stupid question.
"Why are you still here?" he asked bluntly, looking me up and down.
“Lex,” Tzidal hissed. “Stop it.”
"It's an honest question, Tzi," Lex said, turning his challenging glare back to me. "What's the old saying about plotting wolves?" He clicked his tongue. "It's madness to speak of peace when a wolf is hungry in his den."
I stopped and lowered Joon to the ground, being careful with his head. I swayed as I stood back up, tipping my head to the sky.
Everything hurt.
