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"It almost seems as if you want to help us," I pointed out. "What's the deal? You still hate our guts."
"You're not wrong," Viktor replied as he walked past us to the bed. We turned to watch him as he reached out to move a few strands from Willow's face. His hand brushed her cheek, and there was a tiny smile as she seemed to snuggle against his hand.
"In all her life, no one other than me, Onyx, and Aurelia stood up for her. You have no obligations to aid Willow, and yet you helped her reach this point in time, this milestone in her life that I'm pretty sure she wouldn't have lived long enough to see without your assistance. You accept Onyx and don't try to control him, and though I'm sure you're not ones to have witches of any kind around, you allow Aurelia the power to come and go in your personal space. By accepting Willow, you allowed those she cherishes to be around your pack, which even includes me. That deserves to be acknowledged and respected."
Glancing over at us, he met our gaze with intensity.
"We all carry secrets, and other Alphas are always anxious to learn about their hidden packages. Dimitris is the only Alpha I've seen who doesn't dig for shit. He waits until you're ready while ensuring you're good with whatever shit you're dealing with behind the scenes." His eyes briefly met mine before he continued. "I respect an Alpha of his age who is able to operate his pack that way, but most importantly, he was there for Willow and didn't try to tame her tonight. He let her roam free and followed her to ensure she didn't do anything unsafe. That's an Alpha I know will protect Willow if I'm not around. That's someone I'm willing to aid if it means my Willow will one day be happy."
"He loves her more than he realizes."
"Would you ever join us?" Saint inquired. Viktor looked deep in thought for a moment, his silver eyes flickering with power as if his wolf were mentally speaking with him.
"Not sure," he finally confessed. "Not because I don't trust your pack, but because of the skeletons I hide in my own closet."
He actually smiled as he looked away. "Sometimes joining forces isn't worth it when a whole congregation will destroy everything you care about."
His words were heavy, which only confirmed Viktor chose the life of an Omega for a reason.
The real question is why? Why did he become an Omega?
"Well, there's always a spot for you," Saint offered. "I'd back you up."
"Good to know," Viktor replied. "Go rest. I've already secured the house’s exterior with a second barrier from the guards. Nothing will come in until late in the afternoon, and Aurelia doesn't need to use any of the entrances to get to Willow."
"Aren't you going to rest?" I questioned. "I can keep watch for a few hours?"
"I'm good," he whispered, his eyes on Willow. "I'm fine right here."
I exchanged a look with Saint, and he nodded while his voice drifted into my mind.
"Let him stay. I think he wants to be around Willow as much as he can before things get chaotic again."
I mentally nodded back, and turned my attention to Viktor once more.
"Thank you. We'll get some rest."
We said our goodnights and took Dimitris to his new room. It was exactly the way he liked it - clean and classy. After stripping him out of his clothes and leaving him in his boxers, we tucked him into bed.
Saint and I moved to the hallway before we spoke.
"Viktor is a wild card, like Willow," Saint noted.
"You think?" I inquired, my eyes meeting his as we rested against the wall near the door. Saint's eyes darkened - his wolf coming forward just as mine did the same.
"I haven't finished researching, but Russia wants him back."
My wolf was in control as I took a back seat, my eyebrow rising at his words.
"What do you mean by'wants him back'? Even with his connection to Willow and the whole royalty thing, didn't he work for Roberto years before he left the life of an assassin?"
"That's what I found," Saint admitted but his eyes grew even darker as his usual white-and-golden eyes shifted to a misty silver. "It's not his assassin skills they want. It's his magic."
"Great," I replied. "So something to do with his past that's trying to poke out its head?"
"Maybe," Saint replied. "I'm finding this out through the grapevine, which means someone is planning something and it will involve Viktor."
"If it involves Viktor, it will involve Willow," I elaborated.
