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To answer your question, I'm not sure why the hell they're here and picking a dangerous fight. Viktor is looking into it, but two more are apparently supposed to come to NYC and neither of them is fond of the idea of being forced to join the De Lucas.
"So we kill them?"
Not that simple.
I bit my lip in frustration, annoyed at what I’d recently found with these two new groups. I wasn't worried about one of them, who seemed to be coming to visit the Clementines for business.
It was the other pack I was worried about.
"If you're worried about them, I'm sure Roberto is as well."
They have connections. A lot of them. Enough to give them a wonderful path right into this city. Wasn't able to get enough details though. I'm gonna leave it to Viktor. I don't want to fuck shit up.
"You worried they'll try to kill our Wilting Flower?"
I don't get why you call her that.
My eyes lowered to Willow, and I was only reminded of what a blooming masterpiece she was becoming. My wolf loved to say the opposite of what he meant, or at least be a dick to everyone - including myself.
They may, but I have a feeling they want to rub Roberto the wrong way.
"No one would do such unless there was a hidden meaning to it."
Another party paying big money to fuck him off his pedestal of fame and fortune.
"Keep our eyes on the prize while snooping for information in the cage. I'm not worried about Willow."
She can handle herself for the most part, but these guys aren't going to play nice.
"Where would the fun be in that?"
That actually made me grin as I further relaxed and looked to the window to our right. The moon was high in the sky, shining brilliantly.
We'll survey for now. Can't do anything until Roberto decides he needs our aid.
"As if he'd bring himself down to that level."
He may not, but Willow isn't valueless anymore and he knows it. To be blind to her capabilities would be suicide to his legacy.
"True."My wolf sounded pleased as he began to inch further back into the shadows of my mind until only his silver eyes were left in a glowing sparkle."Find the enemy. Watch their step. Protect what is ours."
The way my lips curled upward proved just how screwed we were. Already claiming Willow as ours when we couldn't lay a mark on her. Staring at the moon, I closed my eyes and took a long, deep breath, letting it out slowly as I allowed my spirit to reach out to the mother of our creation.
Mother Moon. If you hear my prayer, let Willow find the path to her awakening so I can claim her as my own. So that she can be the Yin to my Yang. For us to be molded into one. She's what keeps me sane...and without her, I'd be nothing but a lost essence of rage.
Opening my eyes, I noticed Willow moved slightly as she muttered in her sleep.
"Jackass...Onyx."
I had to fight the urge not to laugh as my eyes absorbed her tranquil beauty.
Yes, our Wilting Flower of sweet sugar. We're the only jackass made for you.
~WILLLOW~
The rough kissto my neck made me want to punch whoever thought I was in the mood for that romantic shit. My elbow connected with a muscled surface, igniting a grunt before a soft chuckle.
"Violence so early in the morning is a sin."
