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“I know,” I reply and turn her to face the house again. “We will rebuild. This land will still be scarred from its passing, but it will be stronger for it, just like you, and when you are ready, the office will be waiting for you to carry on his legacy, the one he gladly left you, and when the time comes, you’ll see him again, and you can tell him all about it.”
She leans back into me, and we stand here for a while, watching as they build what will become her family’s legacy—until a whistle cuts through the air.
CHAPTER SEVENTY-SEVEN
Iturn at the whistle, frowning as I escape Vale’s arms. I spot Dom and Fiona—a female wolf who wants to become a beta one day—escorting a woman towards us.
From the smell that hits me, I know two things instantly.
One, she is a human.
Two, she is a hunter.
If her scent didn’t give her away, the patch on her ankle-length leather coat would, but I see no weapons on her, and I know Dom would have searched her. She stands tall between them, easily six feet, her bobbed ginger hair swaying in the breeze. Her green eyes blaze vividly, darkened by mascara and impressive winged liner. She’s beautiful, and the scar that dissects her lips and chin doesn’t take away from that. If anything, it adds to her allure.
She walks with her hands casually held behind her head, not looking the least bit bothered. I don’t even scent an ounce of fear on her as Dom pushes her to her knees before me.
I’m betting this is a message in response to the one I left them, and I eye her worriedly. She’s a threat. I would be foolish not to think so. It’s in the hard glint in her eyes. She’s a killer,and the fact that she walked into a wolf pack without obvious weapons means she’s either crazy or confident.
Or both.
“Who are you?” I ask.
“My friends call me Tate, but my enemies call me Angel.”
“Shit.” Vale groans.
I glance at him with a frown.
“I know that nickname.” He leans in, lowering his voice. “She’s a sector leader from up north. Last time I heard, she was rising through the ranks quickly. I think she might have even been with Black. She’s brutal, but I also heard she’s fair. Rumour is, Black didn’t like her because she wouldn’t listen to him and even let some monsters go. That’s how she got the scar.”
“Her own people?” I ask with a frown.
“My own people.” She smiles. “I didn’t agree with them killing a young vampyr. They didn’t like that and tried to kill me.”
“What happened to them?” I ask.
“I killed them,” she answers without shame. “I don’t hurt innocents, which is why I’m here.”
“My message,” I murmur.
“Message?” Vale frowns.
She cuts him a look and nods. “I’ve heard of all of you. It’s nice to meet you, although I have to say I’m surprised, but in a good way.” She looks back to me. “And you are Quinn, Alpha of the Red Mountain Pack.”
“How do you know?” I cross my arms.
“I know a lot. Besides your message, I have friends in your world. I might be a hunter, but I’m a fair one, and they know that, so they come to me for help. There’s a wolf not too far from here with a mate called Simon. We get together for game night sometimes, and he told me about you. He’s the reason I’m here along with that message. He said he knew you and your fatherand that you are a force to be reckoned with. I think we could both use the other’s help.”
“How did you even find us?” I frown, my hands on my hips as I swallow that information.
The woman smirks at me, tugging at the scar on her lip. “Hunter, remember?”
“You have no weapons,” I point out.
“I’m not here to hurt anyone.”
“So you walk into a wolf pack unarmed?” I press.
